Quick Transmigration, the Male Lead is Not Easy to Top

"No need to wash it, it's dirty if it's dirty, just throw it away." Wen Renhong frowned slightly.

"The clothes are actually not that dirty, it's just stained with muddy water, and they look very expensive." Liang Yu still hoped to use this clothes as an excuse, otherwise, he is a member of the Demon Cult, and he is an ordinary boy from the mountain village. What to use to implicate.

Wen Renhong thought for a while, then smiled lightly, "Then you can sell him, and it should be able to exchange a few taels of silver for you to subsidize the family, which is considered a repayment for you."

"How can that happen? These are sister Hong'er's clothes." Liang Yu shook his head violently, stepped forward and grabbed his hand and shook, "It's such a pity to throw away such a beautiful dress..."

Since Wen Renhong entered the Shuiyue Palace, she has been morbidly fond of pure white and flawless clothes, as if she was mourning for her kind, innocent and clean self in the past, so he can't tolerate dirt on his clothes.

But looking at Liang Yu's expectant eyes, he suddenly couldn't bear to refuse.

So I had no choice but to agree: "Okay, then I will trouble the puppy to wash it for me..."

Liang Yu was overjoyed at first, but after a while he said with a bitter face: "Sister Hong'er, can you stop calling me a bitch?"

"What's your name, Liang Xiaoer?" Wen Renhong saw his disdainful little face, which became more and more cute. She reached out and rubbed his steamed bun face, and jokingly said, "You don't like that name?"

"I don't like it!" Liang Yu shook his head and protested seriously. With such a handsome face, how could he have such a random name!

Liang Yu lolled, sat next to him, and grabbed his hand: "Sister Hong'er, why don't you give me a nickname, I think you should have read books and are very knowledgeable."

"Your flattering skills are different." Wen Renhong couldn't help laughing, and seeing his eyes shining like stars, shining like fireworks, his heart moved, and he said with a smile: "Then Let's call Yu..."

Liang Yu blinked, and said she wasn't my wife?

"Sister Hong'er, I haven't studied, so I don't know how to write." Liang Yu looked disappointed.

Wen Renhong's heart softened, she grabbed his little hand, and gestured with his fingers.

Liang Yu grasped his hand aggressively, "Sister Hong'er, I don't know where you live. If it's very close, can you visit me often and teach me how to write... I don't want to be an illiterate blind... ..."

He lowered his head sadly as he spoke.

Wen Renhong was momentarily stunned.

Then I thought to myself, this kid is really good at climbing up the pole...

But maybe it was because of his naive look of anticipation, which made people unbearable, maybe it was because of the similarities in the experiences of the two of them, Wen Renhong found herself retreating for him.

Back again.

He smiled slightly and asked, "I'm usually very busy, and I've never been in a loss-making business... You don't have money, what can you give me in exchange..."

"I can tell stories." Liang Yu was taken aback for a while. He is indeed a poor man now, and he can only try to make ends meet. This guy who has everything, he can't give anything. If he can't give material things, he can only give spiritual happiness.

He hugged Wen Renhong's arm, "When my father was alive, I told many stories. Sister Hong'er, you always seem unhappy. I hope I can tell stories to make you happy..."

"Oh?" Wen Renhong was slightly puzzled.

He is just a child, but he can tell whether he is happy or not?

"I'll tell you a story about a mermaid right now." As a kid, Liang Yu really couldn't show more skills, so he had to search from his limited story library and prepare to tell him. Speaking of "The Daughter of the Sea".

I hope Mr. An won't get up and beat him.

Wen Renhong usually likes to read. Apart from the collection of classics and poems, he also dabbles in other miscellaneous books, but he has never heard this kind of story. He just stared at Liang Yu.

This is obviously a tragedy, but he actually said that it would make him happy?

"Sister Hong'er, isn't it touching?" Liang Yu tried to squeeze out two tears, but he couldn't cry, so he buried his face in his body and rubbed against him, "Sister Hong'er, if you were that prince, I would be a princess , I will save you like this..."

Wen Renhong's heart skipped a beat when he heard that.

Can't help but smile, it really is the purest heart of young people, when he saw Xiao Hongyu, when he said those things he liked, it was so natural, without any concealment.

It's just that times change...

Of course Wen Renhong wouldn't think too much about what he said, after all he was still a brat.

"Okay, although I didn't make people laugh, this little story is quite interesting, just treat it as tuition fees. I'll teach you a lesson, and you just tell a story, how about it?" Getting used to it, I patted him on the head.

Did he rub his nose on his arm?

Liang Yu immediately stopped moving, looked up at him, with a sly smile on his face: "That's great, then I can see sister Hong'er often..."

Wen Renhong couldn't help seeing Xiao Hongyu's shadow on him, although the two were completely different, maybe it was because of the similarity in their innocence, which made him feel a little dazed for a while.

With mixed feelings in his heart, Liang Yu grabbed him again and said, "Where does Sister Hong'er live, I'll see you off later..."

"I live nearby." He smiled slightly, looked at the sky outside, and sighed: "At this time, I should go back. I will come to see you when I have time..."

Liang Yu had no reason to keep him.

So after sending him out, I went to wash clothes by the river with the tub in my arms.

Shuiyue Palace is on Jiuxia Peak behind Xiaoqiao Village.

The villagers in Xiaoqiao Village all know that Jiuxia Peak is the headquarters of the Demon Cult. After all, they still plant the land of Shuiyue Palace and pay rent to Shuiyue Palace every month. After passing through small soldiers, no one would recognize the face of the Mistress of Shuiyue Palace.

Even if it is right in front of your eyes, you can't recognize it.

Because the nearby villages are all the territory of the Demon Cult, outsiders dare not come in to harass them. In other places, things like being robbed by bandits often happen, but it has never happened in these villages.

Compared with other places, it can be regarded as living and working in peace and contentment.

There is no great wealth, but it can keep you safe.

After washing his clothes, he came back with a wooden basin and hung the clothes to dry on the bamboo poles. Liang Yu sat in the yard in a daze and began to analyze the situation.I'm still young, so I'm not in a hurry to attack the hero.

What is more important now is to make yourself rich, get rid of poverty and become well-off.

Not to mention the problem of face in Wenrenhong in the future, that is, eating only some vegetable chaff all day long, you can’t starve to death, but this can only be called survival, not life, and people will become malnourished in the long run...

If he is thin and not lonely, can he still be an old man?

However, the original owner's parents did not leave him a few sons, and he needed the principal to do anything.So Liang Yu first threw Wen Renhong aside, thinking about making money in his mind.

With such a plan in mind, Liang Yu rolled up his sleeves and started working.

First, I made my own bow and arrow, and then used the few rice noodles left at home to bake a few large biscuits as dry food, made a simple small bag, and went out with it.

He is going to go deep into the mountains to gather some precious yams, hunt some more valuable animals and sell their hides.

There is a large mountain range behind Jiuxia Peak, which is his goal.

For a month, Liang Yu stayed in the deep mountains, hunting and collecting herbs during the day, and finding a random cave to shelter at night. After the dry food was finished, he picked wild fruits, left the skins of the prey he caught, and ate the meat. Things, all packed into the space ring...

Liang Yu felt that he was really living like a little savage these days.

When Liang Yu finally remembered his human identity, he went back to the small town, sold the goods first, and came back with a small bag the size of

rice, and a roast goose in the other hand.

He bought it in the nicest building in town.

Back in his small courtyard, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a beautiful woman in white clothes sitting in the courtyard.

Liang Yu's eyes lit up, and he immediately felt better.

"Sister Hong'er, when did you come?" Liang Yu was dressed in rough clothes, but smiled like a little fairy, and shook the roast goose in his hand, "If I knew you were coming, I would have bought some wine..."

Wen Renhong's long eyebrows raised slightly: "I came here once before, but you were not at home... Puppy, where did you get the money to buy meat? You didn't steal it?"

Hearing that he took the initiative to look for him once, Liang Yu felt better.

But when he heard the puppy behind him, his little face was a little depressed. Why did he seem to like calling himself that?

"How dare I steal something? With my small body, if someone catches you stealing something, won't you be beaten to death?" Liang Yu puffed out his chest with an upright face, and proudly said to him, "Sister Hong'er, you can't Look down on people, I earned this money myself..."

After speaking, he went to the house and moved a small table out.

He took two plates and a kitchen knife, sliced ​​the skin and meat like a slice of Peking duck, and put them on the plates neatly.

He handed over the chopsticks, and then went to take out a jar of Daughter Hong left by Liang's father from the house, poured it full into the bowl in front of Wen Renhong, and said with a smile: "This roast goose, treat it as Xiaojinghong My sister's..."

Wen Renhong felt even weirder in his heart, this kid sometimes acted too much like an adult, perhaps because his family forced him to mature early...

He picked up the bowl to appreciate his face, took two sips, and ate two more slices of roast goose.

Since he has eaten all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas, he didn't find it surprising, but when the kid stared at him with a greedy expression, he suddenly felt that the food in his mouth became delicious...

"How long has it been since you ate meat?" Wen Renhong laughed and pushed the plate in front of her.

Liang Yu thought to himself, it's not that long since he hasn't eaten meat.

He ate it every day in the mountains.

It’s just that the prey meat eaten on the mountain is just casually grilled, and the taste is naturally not comparable to the fine workmanship in the shop. In addition, he runs in the mountains all day, exercises a lot, and is growing, so he is easy to get hungry.

So now it looks like I have never eaten.

Liang Yu ignored him and picked up a roasted goose leg and gnawed on it. He was a child anyway, so what kind of image did he want?

"That's right, it's just like a child." Wen Renhong smiled gratifiedly when he saw that his mouth was full of greasy food.

He felt that the kid was sometimes too much like an adult.

It is not a good thing to be like an adult. It can only explain the hardship of his life from the side, so he is forced to be sensible early. He cannot be innocent and willful like ordinary children. After all, it is a bit pitiful.