The conspiracy of the courtyard

The next morning.

Lu Zixuan woke up to the sound of greetings, "Good morning, Teacher Yan," "Good morning, Master Liu," "Mrs. Gao, are you going to buy groceries so early?" "Mr. Li..."

[Do babies get hungry so easily? Oh... Mom, I'm hungry! ]

Then Lu Zixuan just said "Wow", and then...no more sound...

"Come on, Xiaoxuanxuan is awake. Mommy is here. I think you little guy will wake up soon. I'm sweeping the floor at the door," Chen Ping responded hurriedly, pushing the door.

Lu Zixuan thought, "Mom, I'm hungry."

"I'm so happy to hear the little guy's voice again. It seems that there is indeed a heart connection between mother and child. I'll wait until Lu Zhihai comes back in the evening and see if he can hear it," I thought to myself.

But he said: "If you keep clinging to your mother, you might not be able to find a wife when you grow up, haha."

[Forget it, you are the one who is anxious because you can't find a wife.]

Huh? Why is mom so... charming today? Not like that.

Gentle? Of course.

Feminine? Nonsense, mothers definitely have that.

Excited, yes, how could it be so? The power of love shouldn't be like this.

Is it because of my unreliable father? Then how did I get here?

Normally, he only goes home once every few months, so why don't they have any affectionate feelings for each other? Instead, they are like...neighbors.

Lu Zixuan was thinking

"How did you know this kid was so obvious?" Chen Ping thought to herself. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the door open.

A middle-aged woman said loudly: "Zhi Hai's wife, this is your first day in our city. Let me tell you about the rules of the city."

As he spoke, he sat down on the bench beside the eight-immortals table, staring at the steamed buns on the table. He swallowed his saliva in big gulps and sniffed hard, as if he wanted to smell the fragrance of the steamed buns into his stomach.

Chen Ping was immediately displeased. She frowned and put away Lu Zixuan's "rice bowl". She turned around and put the child in the middle of the bed. She coughed lightly and said, "Hello, who are you?"

"Well, I'm from Teacher Yan's house next door to yours. My last name is Yang. You can just follow Zhihai and call me Aunt Yang. Look at you young people, you just don't know how to live. How can you eat pure white flour buns every day?" Aunt Yang still raised her chin and spoke loudly.

When Lu Zixuan heard this, he felt infinite contempt

[Oh my god~ this woman doesn’t look like a good girl]

When Chen Ping heard her son's thoughts, she laughed out loud and quickly turned to face her son.

After shaking his shoulders for a while, he turned back and whispered to Aunt Yang:

"Didn't you faint yesterday due to lack of nutrition? The doctor recommended that you eat more, so Zhihai went to the grain store to exchange some white flour. How can you eat it every day? Today is the first meal since coming to the city, so I'm eating something good for good luck."

Only then did Aunt Yang reluctantly turn her eyes away from the white flour buns.

"Really? Then you must take care of yourself, Zhihai's wife. A few days ago, Zhihai said you were coming to our city and asked me to teach you some more about the rules of the city. You see...blah blah"

Lu Zixuan was already impatient

[Fuck, I can't stand it anymore. Which page of the Classic of Mountains and Seas are you from? You keep saying your city, and shut up, as if the city is your home.

You should be thankful that your buddy is too young. If he were a little older, he would definitely beat you up. Mom, tell her to get out of here.]

When I heard that my beloved son was angry, I had to quickly send this woman... uh... Aunt Yang away.

Chen Ping immediately said in a gentle voice: "Auntie Yang, um, how about you come and teach me the rules of your city another day? The child just woke up and is hungry.

We country folk are relatively poor, and we are not as rich as you city folks. We are all fed with foreign milk powder, white flour paste, and rice paste. We country folk can only rely on our own mother’s milk to save money. "Especially when you are bitten very hard.

Aunt Yang also heard the dissatisfaction in Chen Ping's tone, but the main business had not yet been discussed, so how could she return empty-handed like this?

Then he added: "Zhi Hai's wife, we are all neighbors, we should help each other, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors.

Today I lend you a bowl of noodles, and tomorrow you lend me a head of garlic. Isn't it true that we become closer as time goes by, Zhihai's wife?"

Lu Zixuan answered in his heart

[Yes, yes, yes, you are right. You just want to get my flour for free. I really opened your eyes.

Isn't it said that people from the old city are good at showing off? Why didn't I see that? I'm so lucky that the first person from the old city I met was a shameless old man. Alas...】

Hearing her son say this, Chen Ping also became angry and replied in a cold voice:

"Aunt Yang, if you have something to say, just say it directly. I don't understand the beating around the bush like you city people do."

Aunt Yang hesitated and said:

"Well, Zhihai's wife, you just came, and you don't know much about my family's situation. There are six people in the family, and we all rely on Old Yan's money to make a living.

The youngest, Jie Di, was just over half a year old. As for me, my stomach was lacking in nutrition, and I had run out of milk a long time ago. The child was hanging on to life on cornmeal porridge.

Seeing my little girl unable to eat and her face getting thinner and thinner, my heart aches.

I want to borrow a bowl of white flour from you to make some white flour porridge for the child, so that the child can also taste the taste of white flour. Zhihai's wife, you are also a mother, you should understand, right? "

Hearing this, Chen Ping felt very uncomfortable, and her eyes turned red. She gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, and went to the noodle jar to get a bowl of noodles.

Lu Zixuan was extremely shocked when he heard this.

[What the hell? Jie Di? Last name Yan? Teacher? Six people? What the hell? I can’t be so unlucky, right? I thought I was reincarnated, but it turned out to be a time travel plot? ]

[What, what should I do? I came here to meet the rich second generation, but how come I'm suddenly dancing with birds? ]

[Calm down, calm down, maybe it’s just a coincidence, art comes from life after all]

Chen Ping was also uneasy after hearing what her son said. Although she didn't understand what her son meant by "rich second generation" and "time-travel plot", she had a hunch that her son might have something to say.

"Son, what do you mean by that? Why do we have to dance with birds? Can't we dance by ourselves?

Why do you want to get involved in art? Can't we just live our own lives? Should I lend it to you or not? Please give me a clear answer."

Even Chen Ping herself didn't realize that she was taking the opinion of a baby very seriously.

Lu Zixuan thought for a while before thinking

[Oh, you are worrying too much. I am just a little kid. Who can do anything to me? I have an unreliable father in front of me.]

[However, just in case, we should not get too close to them, and avoid them if possible. It seems that someone has been targeting us, forget it, let's get past this first]

[But, how can I remind my mother not to lend me white flour? Well... the best way is to exchange it, let them exchange it with corn flour, and quote a high weight, so that Nima can disgust people.

If it was really Teacher Yan in the plot, he would definitely not agree to exchange it for corn flour.

But what can I do? My mother reminded this old man that the child was hungry, but this old man was indifferent. This is really uncomfortable. This person is really shameless and invincible.]

[How about crying for her in advance? Yes, sure. I'm such a smart kid. Hehe]

Then, "Wow...Wow...Wow...Hiss"

Lu Zixuan is proud [Look, my buddy is trying so hard to make you cry for me, I’m almost fainting]

When Chen Ping heard her son crying so hard, she knew it was fake crying, but her throat was hurting...

He immediately walked to the bedside, turned around and said to Aunt Yang in a bad tone:

"The child is very hungry. I will come to you after he is full. Please take care."

He picked up the child and pushed Aunt Yang out of the door, then closed the door and bolted it all in one go.