A Happy Farmhouse: After becoming the group's favorite, the whole family rises

After taking a sip of water, Hanhan felt better.

He returned the water bag to Tian Xiaoman and gave her a big smile.

"——Thank you, sister!"

Tian Xiaoman: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

That's right?

This tall girl? This big girl? Call her sister?

If the two of them stand together, anyone with eyes can tell that this person is older than him!

Tian Xiaoman looked at his father in surprise and doubt, hoping that his father could give him a reasonable explanation.

Tian Danian spread his hands towards his daughter, pointed at his own head, then pointed at the boy's silly head, and shook his head.

Tian Xiaoman understood immediately, oh, it turns out that this boy is not very smart!

The father and daughter watched the boy wolf down the food until he had finished half the bag of red bean cake. The boy then stopped, patted the remaining red bean cake crumbs on his hands, then carefully wrapped the remaining red bean cake with paper and returned it to Tian Danian with both hands.

"Uncle, I'm full. Thank you, uncle! Thank you, sister. Uncle is a good person, sister is also a good person. My mother said that good people will be rewarded. Uncle and sister will definitely live a long life."

The young boy bowed deeply to Tian Da Nian and Tian Xiaoman, and smiled naively again.

Tian Danian felt even more bitter. Although this boy was a simpleton, he was also very sincere.

It can be seen that his mother really taught him well, but now his family is gone, so he has to rely on himself from now on.

Alas, a sigh sounded.

Tian Danian suddenly realized that the sigh did not come from him, because he had just opened his mouth and had not yet made any sound!

He turned his head to look at the little girl standing beside him, only to find that the sigh actually came from the little girl's mouth.

Tian Xiaoman also felt sad and said, "I'll give you all these cakes. Save them for tomorrow."

The boy was naive but very persistent, and he didn't budge at all with his hands raised.

"Hanhan is full, give it back to uncle and sister. Mom said that we should cherish what we have. Uncle and sister are good people. Hanhan can't take their things anymore."

The young boy bowed again naively, still holding his hands raised, as if he was afraid that Tian Danian would not take it.

Tian Danian had no choice but to take the red bean cake back.

"Your name is Hanhan?"

The boy nodded heavily at Tian Xiaoman, "Yes, I am Hanhan, Hanhan is me!"

"What's your last name? Where is your home?"

Hanhan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes instantly became moist.

"Silly is just silly. I don't know his last name or his family name. My mother said that if it doesn't rain, there will be nothing to eat. We have to flee to survive."

"What about your mother?"

Tian Danian wanted to stop his daughter, but it was too late.

Hanhan's mood became even worse, "Mom has become a Bodhisattva, let Hanhan live well."

Tian Xiaoman's eyes were a little moist, "Well, then Hanhan, listen to your mother and live a good life in the future!"

A smile appeared on Hanhan's face. Although he didn't have enough food to eat or warm clothes to wear every day, he still wanted to tell his mother that he listened to her very much and was trying hard to live a good life every day.

Tian Xiaoman's eyes rolled and he had an idea.

She whispered something into Tian Danian's ear.

Tian Danian understood, smiled and nodded to the little girl, then hurried away.

Hanhan didn't know where Tian Danian was going, and looked at Tian Danian's back with suspicion.

"elder sister--"

Hanhan wanted to say something, but Tian Xiaoman shook his head at him.

"No, you can't call me sister. You should be older than me. You are taller and stronger than me. How old are you?"

Hanhan counted on his fingers again and again, and it took him a long time to figure it out.

"Hanhan is fourteen now. He will be fifteen after the Chinese New Year."

"Look, you are fourteen and I am only eleven. You are three years older than me. You can't call me sister. It's not appropriate!"

"What should I call you then? Sister?"

In Hanhan's mind, the little girl is either a sister or a younger sister. If she can't be called a sister, then it's right to call her a younger sister.

"Um--"

Tian Xiaoman hesitated for a moment, "You call me Xiaoman, my eldest brother and the others all call me Xiaoman."

"Okay! Xiaoman, Xiaoman——"

Hanhan was very happy and started dancing, but maybe it affected his wounds, and he grimaced in pain again.

Tian Danian came back very quickly.

When he came back, he was holding ten steamed buns wrapped in oil paper and a bottle of medicinal wine for treating bruises and injuries that he had just bought from a pharmacy at the intersection for a dozen cents.

"My child, it's not easy to be alone outside. You and uncle are destined to be together. These steamed buns and medicinal wine are for you. Take them and don't let others snatch them away."

Tian Danian didn't dare to give more, for fear that what happened in the alley would happen again. Then these things would become a disaster.

Although Hanhan looks a little silly, he knows right from wrong. His eyes turned red again and he was about to kneel down to Tian Danian.

Tian Danian quickly stopped him, "Son, this isn't the norm in our family. Don't kneel down all the time. A real man has gold under his knees. Remember, kneel down to the heavens, the earth, and your parents. Don't kneel down to random people."

I don’t know if Hanhan understood what he said. He was choked with sobs and couldn’t speak. He just nodded vigorously.

Tian Xiaoman gave Hanhan the water bag that Hanhan had just drunk from, and said, "This is for you too, so you don't choke when you eat steamed buns."

Just now Hanhan was able to hold back her tears, but after Tian Xiaoman finished speaking, Hanhan couldn't stop crying.

A burly young boy, crying like a four or five-year-old child, made people laugh and feel a little uncomfortable at the same time.

Tian Danian took out twenty cents from his pocket and stuffed them into Hanhan's hands.

"Remember what uncle said. When you have eaten all the steamed buns and you are too hungry to bear it anymore, go buy more. Keep your money close to you and don't let others rob it. If another beggar bullies you again, run to a crowded place and shout for help. Even if no one helps you, there are so many people on the road that the beggars who bully you won't dare to do anything too extreme."

"Yes," Tian Xiaoman also agreed, "You are so tall, they bully you just because you don't fight back. If someone bullies you in the future, just fight back!"

Hanhan was embarrassed, "But mom told me not to fight with others!"

"Your mother doesn't know that you were bullied. If she knew, she would definitely say the same thing!"

"Really?"

"real!"

Even after Tian Danian and his daughter had walked a long way away, Hanhan could still be seen standing at the entrance of the alley, waving at them.

Tian Xiaoman felt sad, "Dad, Hanhan is so pitiful!"

"Ugh--"

Tian Danian sighed. There were so many poor people these days. They were just ordinary farmers. They were lucky enough to live a good life and manage their own piece of land. They couldn't manage more, nor did they have the ability to do so.

If he had not sold ginseng today and suddenly had a large sum of money in his hands, he would not have done this.

Alas, every family has its own problems.

When they were leaving the city, the father and daughter met a few people in ragged clothes on the street. They were obviously beggars or people who were traveling long distances.

Tian Xiaoman was puzzled and asked, "Dad, do these refugees or beggars often come to our county town?"

After his daughter asked this question, Tian Danian seemed to realize the problem.

He shook his head. "No, there weren't many beggars in previous years, not as many as we see today."

A few days ago, he heard that there was a severe drought in the south this year and many places had no harvest. Many people were forced to leave their homes and move north.

Pinglin County, where Tianjia Village is located, belongs to Beijiang Prefecture. Two hundred miles to the north is Beijiang Pass. After passing Beijiang Pass is the territory of the Northern Yi people. In the past, even if there was a disaster in the south, no one would come to their faraway place.

This year, it's a little unusual.

Tian Xiaoman understood that this was in ancient times, and farmers like them relied on God's favor for their livelihood.

If God is in a good mood, there will be abundant rain; if God is not in a good mood, it will be common for people to leave their homes and sell their children.

Alas, I can only say that in the eyes of God, humans are just ants.