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

It turned out that the man was standing up for Ren Meiluo, thinking that Wen Meijiu was stupid for not helping his own family but helping outsiders.

After hearing what Wen Meijiu said, he suddenly felt stupid. At least the person Wen Meijiu gave the gift to was a real benefactor.

And Ren Meiluo didn't contribute anything to their family, and he still had to provide her with food and drink, so he couldn't help but get angry:

"Besides coming to my house and talking nonsense, what kindness has she done to my family?

You also like fine wine, why don't you take care of her? Now no one has surplus food. She is your aunt after all, so she should be closer to you than outsiders like us, right?"

Wen Meijiu laughed even more happily and couldn't help asking:

"Uncle, you are right. I don't care about my aunt, so why do you care about her? She has a son and a husband, so why does she still need your family to support her?

If she really wants your family to support her, then what I said just now is correct. She has done a favor to your family, and you don’t want to be ungrateful!"

"Ah, why are you talking about this again? I can't explain to you what kind of favor she has done to my family."

Finally, the man left in a rage.

Wen Meijiu despises such nosy and confused people who think they are the embodiment of justice, but in fact they are shit and they themselves are involved in lawsuits.

"Mom, let's go and give some pancakes to our benefactor."

Wen Meijiu held her head high and chest puffed out, looking proud and ostentatious on purpose, just to let everyone know that she went to deliver food to her "beneficiaries" and they would repay her kindness.

When Zhi Zheng saw Wen Meijiu bringing the food in a very ostentatious manner, she was a little worried for a moment. After all, the street was full of disaster victims, and it would be easy for them to start looting, and people would mistakenly think that she was "providing relief to the disaster victims."

Wen Meijiu was already prepared. She stood halfway up the slope and shouted to Zhizheng and the others:

"Who are Gu Junchu's grandfather and uncles? Yes, come and get something to eat. Your little hero saved my brother's life, and this is to repay you."

Zhi Zheng then breathed a sigh of relief, slowly raised his hands and stood up from the ground.

Sitting around him were Bu Er and Bu Er's father Uncle Wang, and the others followed.

As soon as Zhi Zheng stood up, everyone else followed suit, about seventeen or eighteen people in total.

Among these people, some were people Wen Meijiu had seen before at the mansion, while others were people he had not seen before.

Except for Uncle Wang, everyone else was young. Seeing this, the other refugees didn't dare to come forward to join in the fun.

"It's better for you to eat here, benefactors. There is hot water here."

With so many disaster victims watching, it was impossible for Wen Meijiu to send the food over there. It would be different if he called them over to eat. At least he would have the advantage in terms of terrain.

If there is any disturbance, she can also call on the villagers on the hill for help.

"Then we'd better obey your command. We are also very hungry. Thank you for your hospitality, young lady."

"My nephew just did a little favor, the girl and her family don't need to worry too much."

Zhi Zheng came over with a stick, and everyone followed him to the hillside. He warmed the wine and distributed the pancakes to everyone.

Everyone lined up halfway up the slope, eating facing the main road so they could watch what was happening on the road at any time.

Wen Meijiu took the water bag from his mother's hand, distributed some to others, and took the remaining water bags and went straight to Zhi Zheng.

"Don't choke, benefactor. Drink some hot water to smooth it out."

Taking advantage of the opportunity to talk, Wen Meijiu squatted beside Zhi Zheng and whispered:

"Eat this meal first. I will find a way to make you our guards as soon as possible."

Zhizheng nodded and replied loudly:

"Thank you girl."

After contacting Zhizheng, he warmed up the wine, called his mother, and said goodbye to Zhizheng and the others.

Before Wen Meijiu and her mother reached the top of the slope, Zhi Zheng suddenly had an idea, stood up, and shouted at her back:

"I am so bold as to ask you a favor. Since my nephew saved your brother, in order to save his life, please consider me and take him in as a family member."

Wen Meijiu's back stiffened. Zhi Zheng was forcing the emperor to abdicate. Ren Meiluo was keeping an eye on this matter. What he said was simply adding fuel to the fire. She couldn't refuse.

After hesitating for a while, she turned around, nodded to Zhi Zheng, and said with a forced smile:

"Don't worry, benefactor. If there is a stuttering in me, there will be a stuttering in him."

This means that she has officially taken in Gu Junchu. It seems that she will have to speed up her subsequent actions. She is really worried that Zhi Zheng will not be able to wait and do something unexpected again.

The sound of stopping the fight was so loud that everyone on the slope heard it, including Ren Meiluo.

Seeing that others were not working, Ren Meiluo targeted the old lady.

She didn't dare to confront the old lady head-on, but she could go to her and cry and act pitiful, and get some food from her.

The old lady didn't want to bother with Ren Melo in the first place, but she couldn't stand her nagging and exaggerated nonsense.

"Mother, she would rather take in a little beggar than give our Dazhu a place. How can our family live?"

"Mom, if you don't help me, our family of three will have to beg for food from you."

The old lady had no choice but to scold Ren Meiluo, but still came over with Ren Meiluo. She didn't want to take care of this burden of Ren Meiluo, so she had to leave him to Wen Meijiu.

My mother and Wen Meijiu had just returned, and before they had time to eat, they heard the old lady complaining:

"Erlang, how can you ignore Dazhu? He is your nephew after all."

The old lady knew that Wen Meijiu was not someone to be trifled with. Even if she scolded Dong Lanzhi, Wen Meijiu would still hold a grudge against her. So she went to scold her own son, and no one dared to say anything.

"Mother, what are you singing?"

Dad was tired from the journey and was not in good health. In addition, the weather was hot, so he had been feeling listless from morning till now.

I had just finished my meal and wanted to take a nap when I was woken up by my mother's voice.

"Grandma, you haven't eaten yet, right? We still have some pickled meat left. How about giving it to you to try?"

Wen Meijiu took the initiative to bring his portion of pickled meat to the old lady, who was stunned for a moment.

Not to mention that we are now on the road fleeing famine, even in the village, not many people can eat meat.

After the old lady had finished eating the meat, he wanted to ask Wen Meijiu to send some, but he couldn't save his face and often couldn't help cursing her in his heart.

The old lady was a little flattered when Wen Meijiu suddenly brought such a good thing to her mouth. After being stunned for a while, she quickly took the bowl of pickled meat.

"Grandma, please sit down and eat."

Wen Meijiu reached out and took the old lady from Ren Meiluo's hand, and helped her to the small wooden table next to her. Ren Meiluo, who was squeezed aside, was unable to react.

"Oh, no, I invited mother here."

What Ren Meiluo meant was that the old lady he had invited should be supported by her, so why did Wen Meijiu snatch it from her and even push her away?

She said this angrily, directed at her mother, as if she was mad at him.

Before Wen Meijiu could retort, the old lady took a bite of the pickled meat, disliked her noise, and turned around to scold her:

"I'm not your mother alone, why are you yelling like that?"