A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

He threw down the firewood stick, warmed up the wine, smiled at his parents and said:

"It's okay, I'll go take a look."

After comforting her family, she quickly ran to the side of the road, where Lanling was sitting on the ground crying.

"stand up."

As the only male in the family, Wen Meijiu never spoiled Lanling at all. A man should be brave from childhood, instead of sitting on the ground and crying when encountering problems.

"Sister, Erdan kicked my dog ​​to death."

Lan Ling wiped her tears and pointed at a little boy standing not far away.

When Wen Meijiu arrived, Lanling seemed to see hope. He slowly got up from the ground and stood beside Wen Meijiu.

Looking up, Wen Meijiu recognized him. He was Fat Tiger, the eldest grandson of Wen Baoquan. He was about the same age as Lanling, but half a head taller than Lanling. He was plump and dressed in ordinary clothes. He was holding a white steamed bun in his hand and was standing there chewing it.

Seeing the warm wine, he was not afraid. Instead, he raised his triangular eyes, bit a piece of white steamed bun, and said to Lanling viciously:

"You deserve it! It's your dog's fault for wanting my steamed buns."

"The dog didn't want to eat at all. He came over to play with the dog. I didn't let him play, so he kicked our dog."

Wen Meijiu took a look and saw the wolf cub lying on its side with its four legs spread out and its head tilted back, looking as if it was really dead.

Not to mention Lanling was angry, even Wen Meijiu was angry, but she was an adult and couldn't argue with a child.

"He's talking nonsense. It's just your dog who wants to eat my steamed buns."

Fat Tiger insisted with a very arrogant attitude and refused to admit that he had done anything wrong.

Besides Lanling, there are a few children nearby, so it is easy to figure out who is lying.

Reaching out and touching Lanling's head, Wen Meijiu said to the children:

"Can anyone tell me what happened just now?"

"I will beat anyone who dares to say that."

It's obvious that Fat Tiger is used to bullying people, and these children are afraid of him.

"It's okay, just tell the truth, I will not only protect you, but also reward you."

Wen Meijiu took out a few pieces of crushed rock sugar from his pocket and stuffed them into Lanling's mouth first.

Lan Ling tasted the sweetness and stopped crying. He immediately smiled and said to Wen Meijiu:

"Sweet, sugar sweet!"

After he said that, the children became extremely envious. It was so difficult to have candy these days.

"Sister Meijiu, I'm telling you, Fat Tiger did kick the dog just now, but the dog didn't even want to eat his buns."

The boy who spoke first was about the same height as Fat Tiger, but not as fat as him.

"for you."

Wen Meijiu walked over and put a small piece of rock sugar in his mouth. The boy tasted the sweetness and shouted with joy like Lanling.

“It’s really sweet!”

The children at the back couldn't bear it any longer and gathered around, telling the story over and over again about what had just happened.

Wen Meijiu listened to it over and over again without getting tired of it, and gave candies to everyone one by one, except Fat Tiger who was standing in the distance.

"It's delicious. I've never eaten anything so delicious."

"It's so sweet. I want to save some for my brother."

Some children were reluctant to eat the food, so they secretly spit out half of it and wrapped it in oil paper.

"This is much more delicious than steamed buns."

The child, who was envied by Fat Tiger just now, finally felt a sense of superiority.

Hearing everyone discussing how sweet the candy given by Wen Meijiu was, the white steamed bun in Fat Tiger's hand no longer tasted good. He stared blankly at everyone's mouths and swallowed his saliva.

"give me one."

Fat Tiger was really spoiled by his family. He dared to order anyone around. He even reached out to Wen Meijiu.

"You wish. Fat Tiger, the matter has been made clear. You should apologize to Lan Ling immediately and ask your family to compensate for my dog."

Wen Meijiu didn't spoil him, so that he wouldn't bully Lanling again in the future.

Fat Tiger is also a real tiger. If you don’t give him the warm wine, he will rush over to snatch it.

Wen Meijiu didn't tolerate him and swung his arm and threw him out.

"I won't accompany your dog. My grandfather won't let you go."

Fat Tiger fell to the ground, spat at the warm wine, turned around and ran away.

When the children saw Fat Tiger's miserable appearance, they all applauded Wen Meijiu. After all, they had all been bullied by Fat Tiger to some extent.

After driving Fat Tiger away, Wen Meijiu was still wondering, wolves have such strong vitality, they shouldn't die from just being kicked.

Out of curiosity, she walked over carefully, squatted beside the wolf cub, tickled its upturned belly with her fingers, and checked its breath.

Sure enough, there was still a slight heat in the nose.

She picked up the wolf cub and stroked its forehead again and again, coaxing it:

"It's okay, the bad guys are gone, let's go eat."

As she expected, the wolf cub slowly opened his eyes, blinked, and closed them again, and let out two low cries.

It seemed that it was injured. Wen Meijiu carefully checked its body and found that one of its legs could not move.

"Wow, Sister Meijiu, the dog is really not dead."

"It's alive."

"That Fat Tiger was so mean. The dog almost died."

The children had sharp eyes and kind hearts, and when they saw that the wolf cub was not dead, they came over to touch it and patted its little body with heartache.

"You know Fat Tiger is bad, so stay away from him from now on, okay?"

Wen Meijiu was talking to the children, and also to Lanling.

The children all nodded to show that they remembered.

Lunch is ready, and the air is filled with all kinds of food aromas, including corn porridge, vegetable cakes, and even the sweet smell of white flour steamed buns.

For the first meal after leaving home, everyone had enough food and ate much better than the disaster victims.

For lunch, I had millet porridge made with warm wine, white flour pancakes, and meat pickled by my mother. It was a rich meal for those fleeing from famine.

Jinxiang and Lanling were eating with great enthusiasm. Mother rolled up the pancake in her hand and handed it to Dad who was lying on the cart, and whispered to Wen Meijiu:

“Good wine, this white flour is delicious, but we have to be frugal.

We have only walked six miles this morning, and I don’t know when we will get there.”

The journey was long and my mother was worried that the food would be eaten up, so she saved some fine grains so that she could exchange them for more coarse grains in the end.

"Yes, I understand, mother."

Seeing his father frowning and eating the burrito bit by bit, Wen Meijiu didn't dare say much and became unusually well-behaved.

She understood that her father must still be thinking about the fact that Young Master Wang did not go with them and that she acted on her own.

He quietly picked up a piece of pickled meat and brought the warm wine to his father's mouth as an apology.

Dad looked at her with complicated eyes, but he was ultimately no match for his daughter's innocent look. Things were a foregone conclusion, so he accepted it.

After dinner, Wen Meijiu took her mother to the rear of the carriage and opened a willow basket to show her mother. Inside was half a month's rations she had taken out from the space.

When mother saw so much grain, especially fine grain, she was immediately delighted.

Wen Meijiu took his mother's arm and walked towards the front of the car, whispering in her ear:

"Mom, this is nothing. There are more to come. We can't finish them all."

The mother was even happier. She knew that her eldest daughter had been different since she came back. She didn't expect her to be so capable.

"Mother has to thank you. You go and rest first. I'll get some food for the horse."

The man is full, but the horse is still hungry.

"I'm not tired, let's go together."

Seeing his mother happy, Wen Meijiu was happy too. Being recognized by his family was such a wonderful feeling, and he felt full of energy.

Wen Meijiu followed his mother to feed the horses. The horses were unharnessed and tied to a tree not far away.

"Fine wine, what happened to this horse?"

Mother suddenly shouted and ran to the horse.

You know, Horses are their legs, the road ahead is long and they all depend on them!