Chapter Ninety-Two: Grandma is here
And Tang Yuxin couldn't help but feel a little numb on her scalp, isn't this to pull out her little seedling again?
She lowered her head and continued to tie the wooden board in her hand, the strength of her fingers could fully feel the force of the needle.
The newly built house has a smell of native wood, but it is not unpleasant, on the contrary, this wood fragrance is closer to nature, although it is not as good as the initial recuperation in the fragrance of many herbs.
"Study hard," Chen Zhong smiled at Mimi, not feeling uncomfortable at all for losing so many things, as if there was a kind of relief.
Yes, maybe it's a relief, it's better without a medicine book, it's better without herbs, he forgets the past, his identity, his past, and then takes a little apprentice with him.
"You said you owe me money, and you have to dig up herbs to pay it back. β
Tang Yu was holding back in his heart, and there were two lines of tears in his heart.
She felt that she had sold herself, or sold it for two hundred yuan, how could she be so cheap.
Picking up her toes, she put the plank on top of the cupboard, and she will come back tomorrow to continue the practice, and then she will straighten her clothes and prepare to go home for dinner.
She has to walk the road from her home to Chen Zhong's house every day, even several times a day, and now she can go back even if she has her eyes closed.
She plucked a dog's tail flower from the side of the road, put it to her mouth, and blew it gently, and the flood washed away everything here, and only these weeds were still flourishing, no matter what kind of adversity, they could survive.
And she wants to be a weed-like character, in this life, no matter how hard she mentions, she will never give up.
"Yu Xin......" suddenly, there was about to shout her name.
And this sound is unusually familiar, but it is familiar, but she has forgotten where she has heard it?
It seems to exist in her memory, those unbearable pasts.
"Yu Xin, grandma really misses you to death!" At this time, a big hand like a fan had reached over, and he directly picked her up, and Tang Yuxin didn't like the feeling of her feet off the ground.
Tang Yuxin raised her face, just like this, she looked at the person holding her lightly, her puffy eyes, her protruding cheekbones connected to her flesh and skin, she was born with a mean appearance, and in her memory, the deepest, the most incapable of a house, just this middle-aged woman who said that she wanted to die, but wanted to kill her, in her previous life, those indelible painful memories left on her heart.
"Yu Xin, my poor little Yu Xin," Sang Mu howled again, squeezing her eyebrows, probably trying to squeeze out a few tears, but she just couldn't squeeze them out, she just tore her throat and howled and screamed, just afraid that others wouldn't hear it.
Sang Mu howled several times, but she didn't get any response from Tang Yuxin, she lowered her head, and it happened to meet Tang Yuxin's extremely cold eyes, not like a child, cold, cold, and yin.
And she was so frightened that she threw the child in her arms on the ground.
"Yu Xin," she chuckled dryly.
"Did your father sell coriander for a lot of money this time? Grandma misses you, can you follow your grandma home? β
Sang Mu coaxed Tang Yuxin, a pair of mung bean big eyes, full of shrewdness, this abacus is also a good game, I heard that Tang Zhinian is a big fortune by planting coriander, last year's coriander was very expensive, a pound is more than a dollar, I heard, he planted more than a dozen greenhouses, this is not all sold for tens of thousands of yuan, if Zhilan and Tang Zhinian divorced later, how good, Tang Zhinian's kind of good old man's character, these money are not her family, to this 10,000 yuan, the family's new house has long been built, and she can buy a TV, she loves to watch TV the mostγ