The communication between the father and daughter, no one knows, only knows that the black sister who appeared again is no longer irritable, but a positive state of complacency. Carrying a delicate box in her hand, she strolled into a simple courtyard and slammed open the door.

It was Rukawa who opened the door, with a little chili sauce sticking to his thin face, holding a green onion in his hand, and chewing it heavily.

"Uh, Miss Joe, are you okay?"

He opened his mouth, and a pungent smell hit the sky, Hei Mei almost vomited, she raised her orchid finger to block her nose, and took a step back with some evasion, "Cough is like this, just now my father asked someone to bring a little health care products, which can prevent the three highs of the elderly, and I am here to pay tribute." ”

Liuchuan frowned slightly, but still got out of the way, "Well, you invite the old lady to eat in the courtyard." ”

Originally, they ate on time, but because of the mixing of Yi Lichuan, the two of them were stunned until a little before they came back from the mountain.

It was the first time that the black girl had come to this place, and while walking through a farmland, she looked around as if unintentionally.

There is a world of difference between this and the luxurious courtyard where she lives, there is only a narrow path on the ground, which is paved with ordinary red bricks, and a lot of green grass grows in the brick cracks, and even a few golden dandelions are dotted in it, which is particularly wild.

On both sides of the road, lush and green, are reclaimed square vegetable gardens, each vegetable field is planted with different things, there are many vegetables black girl can't name, because she is a person who does not dip her hands in onion water, before, I have never seen the appearance of vegetables before death.

As she passed through a green area, a bright yellow flower in full bloom hung on a tall branch, which was the most beautiful gesture that immediately attracted her attention.

"Ah, this flower is so beautiful" Before she finished speaking, she saw her quickly pull the flower off.

"Hey, be careful" The green onions in Liuchuan's mouth squirted out, and he only had time to prompt, but he saw that the black girl had already put the flowers in her hand to play, and from time to time she went up to smell the flowers.

She glanced at Rukawa disappreciatively, "It's just a flower, why is Grandpa Rukawa making such a fuss?"

It seems that there is no kindness, and it seems to have lost its freshness, the black girl casually discarded the flowers on the ridge, and continued to walk forward with small broken steps.

Liuchuan's green onions can't be eaten anymore, some big heads look at the broken flower branches, and pick up the flowers in a hurry, "Poor, it took three years to cultivate one, and it's gone in a blink of an eye, I don't know if the old lady will be mad."

This flower is not a roadside wildflower, it doesn't matter if you pick it, it is a medicinal material that is about to become extinct, it was exchanged from an ancient medical family at a great price, and it is of great use for the elderly to prolong their lives.

The old lady has worked hard to take care of her for three years, and she can see the results and enjoy them, but now she is gone. He was really afraid that the old lady would go crazy, it was simply upside down, the end of the world

Well, in short, it's terrifying, specifically, Rukawa doesn't want to reminisce anymore, he doesn't want his old heart to be destroyed again.

Thinking of this, he wiped the stains from the corners of his mouth and hurriedly chased after him, for fear that this woman would spoil something good on the road. However, he obviously underestimated the destructive power of this woman, and no matter how he stopped and persuaded her, the black woman would have a chance to attack something on the side of the road.

The priceless Mo Lan was cut off by her, on the grounds that the leaves were too dark, and the roots of the leaves were so black, to see if they were artificially dyed. Then, after confirming that it is natural, I lost it after reading it, and I didn't pity it at all. It was taken by the old lady from the old farmer's house in the mountains, and it was neatly twenty pieces of size, and each flower was the size of a baby's head, and when they were in full bloom, they were so beautiful that they looked good.

Now, the leaf has been picked and rotten, and it can't be counted evenly. This Mo Lan is very expensive, and it must not be seriously damaged, otherwise it will be difficult to survive.

Rukawa shook his head with a sigh, like a hen protecting her chicks, and followed Heimei tightly with open arms. The black girl snorted coldly like a clown, but she didn't say more, because she had already seen an old lady under a grape trellis who was eating sheep.

He is 70 years old, but his teeth and mouth are very good, his hands are not shaky, his eyes are not dazzling, he is holding a piece with chopsticks, and he is steadily soaking in the oily soup pot.

Seeing the black girl coming, she just glanced at it and looked towards the Liuchuan behind her. Rukawa took the broken flowers and leaves in his hand and gestured to him with a crying face.

Liuchuan's heart was worried, for fear that the old lady would be excited and overturn the hot pot, which would definitely kill him.

He dropped what he was holding and hurried over, wanting to say something to divert the old lady's anger.

The old lady tore him away, "Why are you blocking Xiao Lingling to add a pair of dishes and chopsticks" After finishing speaking, the old lady continued to eat calmly, shabu, and didn't seem to be hit at all.

Liuchuan froze for two seconds, and after making sure that the old lady's heart was not bad, and there was really no precursor to madness, he quickly ran back to the back kitchen to get busy.

In this small courtyard, there were no extra servants, and they were all driven away by the old lady, because the older he was, the purer his life became. Therefore, many things have to be served by Rukawa himself.

For example, when they were on the mountain, he called to inform people that it was ready, and as soon as they walked into the yard, they could eat it to their heart's content.

Today's food is the black goat that the old lady personally raised, which is delicious and not fishy at all, but it is accompanied by a plate of flatbread rolls and green onions eaten by northerners, which looks full of earthy flavor, but not to mention how refreshing.

He just ate a cake, and he hasn't touched it yet, and the gluttony in his heart is so, and the action of holding the dishes and chopsticks is still very fast.

When he returned, there was no black girl in front of the table, and the old lady was left alone.

He looked at the old lady with some surprise, "Why did that Miss Qiao leave?"

"Who knows, I just said a word, and she ran away. The old lady shook his shoulders, looking like he didn't know.

Liuchuan picked up the chopsticks, began to brush himself, took a big bite, and after satisfying his stomach, he replied in disbelief, "If you want me to say, you must have said something terrible, that little girl doesn't eat oil and salt, just along the way, the old man and I saliva are dry, she just doesn't give up, no, the pile on the ground is her booty." ”

"It's so uncultured"

The old lady put down the chopsticks with a "snap", "Which pot is not opened and which pot is mentioned, I have to forget, you come again"

"Well, the old lady just endured it like this, this little girl is so good, let you condescend so much to flatter."

Liuchuan was about to suspect that the old lady had turned.