Space Spirit Spring: The Doomsday Boss Transforms into a Peasant Girl

Chapter 212 A Fateful Family

Daniel seemed to understand, "Could it be that Aunt Wang lied to me, grandma really doesn't like it."

"Grandma doesn't like it, grandma doesn't like it, eat it with the sweet-scented osmanthus."

No matter what the old lady said about sweet-scented osmanthus, she had to share part of the coarse grains with the old lady before she was willing to eat it.

The old man Wu looked at the meat and coarse grains that had been placed, and swallowed his saliva, reluctant to eat them.

I want to leave it for my two kids.

Due to the fact that there were guests at home, Nan Yan said, "Young Master Xu, eat quickly."

It's not like Nan Yan picked up the meat with chopsticks and planed a mouthful of coarse grains.

I thought she was an adult eating meat in front, and asked the old woman to bring the two children to eat vegetables in the kitchen.

Wrong, eating bran and swallowing vegetables is not counted as taking children to eat whole grains and wild vegetable soup.

After the meal, Nan Yan was arranged by Mrs. Wu to rest in another room.

Because I sleep a lot during the day, I will not be able to sleep for a while and enter the space to take care of the space.

Busy past midnight, Nan Yan saw that it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Nan Yan didn't intend to go outside to sleep.

Stay overnight in the daily living room.

This was at someone else's house, and Nan didn't sleep well the next day.

In the morning, the sky was bright, and after four or five hours, Nan Yan came out of the space and lay on Wu's bed.

She had just come out of the space when she heard the door opening in the next room.

"Old man, please be quiet, Mr. Xu is still sleeping!"

Old man Wu said awkwardly: "Got it, got it!"

It's good that the old man doesn't speak, but when he speaks, his voice soars to the sky.

Mrs. Wu stared at her old man fiercely, and dragged him outside.

Mrs. Wu had just lit the fire to boil the water, when she saw Nan Yan come out and said, "Master Xu, did you disturb Mr. Xu?

It's all because of the old man's hard of hearing, making noises everywhere in the early morning. "

The master's house is already up, how could Nan Yan still sleep in.

It's not about when she wants to sleep at her house.

Nan Yan: I also get up early at home, and wake up at the o'clock every day. "

Then he handed over a tael of silver and said: "Auntie, I thought about it last night, I may need to stay for a few more days.

You keep the silver taels. "

Before the Wu family, they also saved a silver ingot.

It's not that Mrs. Wu has never seen silver ingots.

However, the son and his wife passed away one after another, and the family gave money to the son and daughter-in-law to finish the funeral.

I ran out of money.

Mrs. Wu heard that Nanyan would stay for a while, so she just said that she would only stay for a few days, which would not cost so much money.

If you want to give it, just give her half a tael of silver.

It was also because she didn't know how many days Nan Yan would stay here that she would charge half a tael of silver.

If Nan Yan gave an accurate number of days, she would definitely not accept half a tael of silver.

Seeing that Mrs. Wu didn't accept a tael of silver, Nan Yan thought for a while and said, "Auntie, I've been staying at your house for two days, so I have to eat and drink.

There is half a tael of silver left over, my aunt can exchange it for some grain and come back! "

Although the old lady didn't know Nan Yan's identity.

But looking at the molded cloth clothes, it must be a pretty good family.

Mrs. Wu thought about her own situation.

It was true that she couldn't entertain Nan Yan with delicious food, and finally accepted the money helplessly and sadly.

Nan Yan told Mrs. Wu that she didn't have to wait for her to come back for lunch at noon.

just left.

After Nan Yan left, Mrs. Wu said to Old Man Wu, "Old man, just now Mr. Xu said he would stay for a few more days, so he gave me a tael of silver.

I was supposed to charge one or two.

The child was stubborn and gave it a couple of dollars, and said that he had to eat or drink, and asked me to buy some food and come back.

You see, if you want to buy it at the old Wang's next door, you should go to the village head's house to change it. "

Mrs. Wu's voice is not low, like a loudspeaker.

Old man Wu heard his old woman's words clearly, and if the loudspeaker said: "Our family really can't bring out any good ones for this child to eat.

He even paid for it himself, and I will go to the village chief's house to exchange for some fine grains later.

Go cut some more meat. "

When it comes to cutting meat, the old lady's heart hurts, and she said very reluctantly: "Okay, cut less, just cut enough for Mr. Xu to eat alone."

Old man Wu said: "I know how much to cut."

His family is poor and cannot afford to eat meat once a year.

When the meat comes back, the little grandson will definitely look forward to it.

His grandson is the only seedling under his knees, and he doesn't know how many more years he can live to support his child.

It's rare that Mr. Xu came here to borrow some money.

He reluctantly cut some more meat and fried it for the children.

It saves the children to have no support and no food after the Japanese leave.

Nan Yan didn't know that old man Wu was going to cut the flesh with a heavy heart, and now he was walking towards the entrance of the village.

I asked Old Man Wu at dinner last night that Wangjia Village is an hour away from the town.

People in the village go to the town, besides walking, they can also go to the entrance of the village and take the village head's ox cart for two yuan.

She is not familiar with the place, so it is safe to go to the entrance of the village by bullock cart.

Old man Wu is the father of the village chief.

I saw Nan Yan last night, and this time I saw Nan Yan again who didn't look like a villager, and immediately recognized him as the young man who stayed yesterday.

The old man smiled and said hello: "Brother, are you going to the town?"

"Yes, sir."

"It's even in town, brother, sit in the bullock cart, let's go together."

Nan Yan came to ride the bullock cart, so she turned around and sat down on the bullock cart without being polite to old man Wu.

Old man Wu chatted with Nan Yan, asking if she had a good rest last night.

The other women who were riding in the bullock cart secretly looked at Nan Yan.

He said in his heart, this kid is really handsome.

They have never seen such a handsome person in half their lives.

I don't know whose family it is?Is there such a thing as getting married?
The aunt poked and poked at Nan Yan secretly.

An old woman couldn't help asking: "Brother, just now I heard you tell my brother that you live in "Da Gen"'s house? Are you a relative of Lao Gen's family?"

Nan Yan didn't know who Da Gen was.

Old man Wu told her that Wu Dagen was Old Man Wu's name.

Nan Yan nodded, "Oh!" and said, "I am not a relative of his family.

I was passing through here yesterday, and it was not easy to travel at night, so I followed Wu Shu and Aunt Wu back for the night. "

"Hey, I thought you were a distant relative of his family?"

"I'm not."

The topic opened, and the ladies on the bullock cart enthusiastically talked to Nan Yan about the customs of the village.

It also mentioned what happened to the old man Wu's family.

One of the aunts wiped away tears when she was sad and said: "Brother Dagen was a capable man when he was young, and he was a good hand in the field.

It's a pity that fate is unfair, parents left early, and no one helped Zhang Luo get married.

After dragging it until his twenties, he married his aunt through the introduction of his elder brother. "The elder brother here refers to the village chief's father, old man Wu.

"The two have been married for several years without being happy, and after more than years of rubbing, the aunt gave birth to Hu Zi and his father.

Alas, this fate is sometimes unpredictable.

Huzi's father went to work in the field a year ago.

There was a rock rolling down from the mountain, killing people on the spot.

Huzi's father is gone.

Her mother, who was pregnant with Liujia Huzi, couldn't bear the beating and crowding, and carried Huzi back to his father that night, seeing the red and dystocia, followed Huzi's father.

The couple left simply, leaving a son and a daughter to Uncle Da Gen and his wife. "

At this time, another woman said: "Hey, it's good to keep Osmanthus and Huzi. If there are no two children, the old couple... probably won't even think about doing stupid things."

"Yeah, I'm glad I still have two children, otherwise... maybe, Uncle Dagen would have missed it."

The old man Wu, who was driving the ox cart, said quietly at this time: "A good man does not live long, but a scourge lasts for a thousand years."

Nan Yan... how would she describe the complexity in her heart at this moment.

I didn't see any other young people at Old Man Wu's house last night, so I thought they had gone out.

……Ugh!

Unexpectedly, it was a family with many disasters and ill-fated lives.

(End of this chapter)