Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

In the original owner's memory, he was not able to eat enough and had to farm in the fields from morning to night. Occasionally, he was arranged by Lu Yuanshan to do hard labor.

Although these days of hard work were bitter, when he returned home and opened the gate, there would always be someone who would jump into his arms and act coquettishly.

Hearing his brother's caring words ringing in his ears, he felt that he could still hold on!

Lu Yi didn’t know whether the original owner was moved or not, but Lu Yi was definitely not moved.

The veins on Lu Yi's forehead jumped. She pushed the person in her arms away with all her strength, clenched her fists and stood there trying to calm down.

The water she carried back with great effort!

Being small and with limited strength, he had only carried two and a half buckets of water after being out for such a long time. After Fang Youtian's actions, a lot of water was spilled out.

Fang Youtian didn't feel Lu Yi's heartache. He still stood there with his hands outstretched towards Lu Yi. His chubby little face was smiling very cutely. He said softly:

"Brother, I want a hug. Brother, why did you push me? Why didn't you tell me where you were going? I woke up and couldn't find you. I was so worried! Brother, please don't do this again in the future, okay?"

Ha ha.

Lu Yi sneered. Although she really wanted Fang Youtian to fetch water, she changed her mind after thinking about it.

Wan Fang Youtian went out with the bucket and took a long time to come back, which would have delayed the afternoon's work.

Calculating the time, the clan leader brought his men here this afternoon.

When the time comes, I'll pack up this troublemaker and kick him out. Out of sight, out of mind.

Thinking of this, Lu Yi's mood gradually calmed down. She ignored Fang Youtian, walked sideways, picked up the bucket and poured the remaining water into the water tank.

When Fang Youtian saw Lu Yi walk into the kitchen, he curled his lips and didn't follow him in. He didn't want to go into the kitchen. It was very stuffy and hot in the kitchen, which always made people sweat!

Since his elder brother was going to cook, Fang Youtian stood there and thought for a while, then went back to the kang and decided to sleep for a while. Anyway, his elder brother would call him to eat when the meal was ready.

Lu Yi boiled a pot of water, but when he tried to light it, he couldn't find the flint, so he used the lighter in the temporary space.

After the water boiled, he poured the washed millet into it. He cooked all half a pound of millet without leaving any.

The yellow millet was bubbling in the pot mixed with water. Lu Yi watched from the side, stirring it with a spatula from time to time, not feeling tired at all.

Once, when Lu Yi was cooking millet porridge, to save time, he turned the heat to medium or low and did not watch over it. In the end, the porridge looked successful on the surface, but it tasted burnt when he drank it.

From then on, she developed the habit of stirring the porridge from time to time every time she cooked it.

After the millet porridge was cooked, Lu Yi let it cool to lukewarm and drank several bowls of it. Finally, he was full and couldn't hold it any longer. He thought about washing the pots and dishes, but just as he was about to start, a man's voice came from outside the courtyard gate.

"Yiwazi, are you home? I'm coming in."

There is no habit of locking doors in the village during the day, so the door will open with a slight push.

The person who spoke was the patriarch, and next to him stood a young man, presumably Lu Yuanshan.

"Uncle clan leader." Lu Yi called out and looked at them without saying anything.

"Yiwazi, don't you have a younger brother who came back with you?" the patriarch asked in confusion.

"Brother! Brother, why don't you call me to eat? I'm so hungry." The childish boy's voice sounded.

Fang Youtian pouted in dissatisfaction and wanted to throw herself into Lu Yi's arms and act coquettishly. But after running out of the room, she saw outsiders there, so she slowly stopped and observed them vigilantly.

I suspected that I was going to be sent away.

"This is the brother your parents gave birth to after they went to the city, right? He is so fat and white. Bring him with me to enter the family tree in a while." The clan leader looked at Fang Youtian's happy expression and couldn't help but touch his head.

On the family tree?

Lu Yi looked down at Fang Youtian, and seeing him keeping his head down and not speaking, she smiled and said:

"Uncle clan leader, you misunderstood. He is not my biological brother. He is a neighbor's child. His mother left him at my house and has not known where he went. I can only bring him back."

The clan leader's face darkened, and he said disdainfully, "Isn't it the Lu family's child? Whose child is it, and why is he blocking the Lujia Village?"

Fang Youtian's face was not looking good. He had not expected that Lu Yi would describe his life experience so bluntly, as if he came to the Lu family to eat and drink for free.

He became even more unhappy when he saw the change in the clan leader's expression. He immediately shouted, "I'm from the Fang family! My mother didn't abandon me. She brought food with her!"

Originally, he was not from the Lu family. His last name was Fang, and he was a child of the Fang family. He acted as if he cared so much about their Lujia Village.

The patriarch frowned, feeling that the situation was a bit difficult.

The reason why he wanted to adopt a father for Lu Yi's family was because he brought back a four-year-old child. Lu Yi was a child who had not yet grown up, so how could he be expected to take care of another younger child.

But now we know that this child is not Lu Yi's biological brother, and from what Lu Yi said, he does not have a very close relationship with this child, so should he still mention the adoption?

The young man next to him was observing the patriarch, and when he saw him hesitating and not speaking, he suddenly became a little anxious.

Although Lu Yuanshan had this idea before he came here, he didn't think that he had to adopt two children.

But when he walked into the courtyard, he no longer thought so. Yes, he liked this place.

Although the clan leader said that he would give these two children an adopted father, after the matter is done, is there any need to ask who will adopt whom?

After all, they all have the surname Lu, there’s no difference.

Lu Yuanshan looked at the five green-tiled houses again and sighed inwardly, "Look, they are built so magnificently. They are so much more beautiful than his mud house."

He hid the jealousy in his eyes and said to the clan leader, "Clan leader, why don't you just tell Yiwazi directly?"

The clan leader looked at Lu Yi and then at Fang Youtian, and said, "Yi, you and your brother are two helpless children. I brought your uncle here and asked him to be your father and take care of you. What do you think?"

After the clan leader finished speaking, Lu Yuanshan took out a grass dragonfly from his pocket and handed it to Fang Youtian, who seemed easier to coax. He then picked Fang Youtian up and said softly:

"This dragonfly is for you to play with. Yiwazi, if you don't trust me, how can you not trust the tribe leader's vision? I will take good care of you and support you."

Lu Yi watched him coax Fang Youtian and raised his eyebrows, "Patriarch, can I ask about the assets of this uncle's family?"

"Uh... well, Lu Yuanshan's family certainly doesn't have as much wealth as your parents earned, but it's still much better than those scoundrels and bachelors. I brought him here mainly because he's kind and likes to help others."

The patriarch was troubled and tried to seize the opportunity to break into the issue because Lu Yuanshan was a kind person who loved to do good deeds.

"So your family is very poor?"

Lu Yi was surprised and said, "You have seen the situation of my family, even if I don't earn money or work on the land, these five blue-tiled houses are enough for me to live on.

I can cook for myself, and my mother has taught me how to do housework. Why would I want to adopt a poor father? What do I want from him? For him to take my parents' inheritance? Or for him to spend my family's money?