Chapter Seventy-One: Not Counting the Money

I didn't expect that there was really an accident on the way, and the old man scolded him immediately, "I asked you just now why you didn't say it." ”

The three of them were reprimanded so that their necks shrunk and they didn't dare to speak.

But the old man was interested, "You can tell me how evil the brother and sister and the donkey are?" ”

The three of them looked at each other when asked, they were just dogs jumping over the wall, and if they had to ask them why, how could they answer.

In the end, the little guy was a little anxious, "Back to the old lady, the owner of the nunnery and the master, the girl seemed to see the situation of the young master when we left, and told us that her surname was Han and lived in Xiatang Village, saying that if there is no way to cure the third young master within seven days, she will go to her." ”

"Yes, yes, what else did she say, once seven days pass, the gods will be difficult to save."

The old lady's face changed when she heard this, "Bold." ”

The three of them were so frightened that they shrank their heads and didn't dare to say anything.

The master of Qingyun Nunnery asked thoughtfully, "How old is that girl?" ”

The little girl raised her eyes and secretly glanced at Mrs. Luo, and saw that she had no intention of objecting, so she boldly replied, "Go back to the nunnery, you look a few years older than the younger one, that is, you are in your teens." ”

The lord of Qingyun Nunnery lowered his head and whispered, "Xiatang Village, surnamed Han, ten years old and ......."

The Lord of Shantianguan has been friends with her for many years, and when he saw that her expression was a little strange, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Master Jingqing, don't you still know this little baby?" ”

Master Jingqing smiled lightly, and then looked at Old Madam Luo, "Old Madam, if it is really like what the poor nun thinks, you are afraid that you have also seen that child." ”

Mrs. Luo, who was worried about her grandson's affairs, didn't have the heart to play dumb riddles now, and after a little hesitation and couldn't understand, she asked directly, "Why did the owner of the nunnery say this?" ”

Mrs. Jingqing's voice was extremely soft and slow, as if she was about to slowly evoke the memories of Old Madam Luo, "Ten years ago, didn't the old lady see a person and witness one thing, wasn't there a little baby girl at that time. ”

Old Madam Luo followed her reminder and thought about it, and many details that the owner of Qingyun Nunnery hadn't mentioned slowly emerged, making her eyes light up.

"The master of the hermitage. What do you mean......" Under the excitement, the old lady who had experienced many things was a little speechless, especially after seeing the head of Qingyun Nunnery confirm her guess, she couldn't sit still and stood up.

"If it's him. Is not my grandson saved? ”

In the end, the master of Qingyun Nunnery is a monk, and he is much calmer than Mrs. Luo, at least on the surface.

"If it was really the child back then, if she could keep this, she would definitely be cured."

The more they talked, the more excited they became. But the more people on the side listened, the more confused they became, especially the curious old man, who almost scratched his cheeks and scratched his brain, "Nunnery master, old lady, can you stop playing dumb riddles and explain it more clearly?" ”

The Lord of Qingyun Nunnery glanced at the three people on the ground, but he didn't say anything in the end, but just smiled at him meaningfully, "Don't you really want to ask for another pill that the poor nun gave you, this time you may be able to meet the heir of that one." ”

"What?" The old man's eyes widened for a moment, and then he jumped up from his chair. "Then what are you waiting for, let's go."

At this time, Mrs. Luo also remembered the seven-day deadline that her servant just said, and counted her fingers, oh my God, it was already the fourth day, and she was in a hurry at the moment, "What are you still kneeling here, hurry up and set up the carriage, and take the young master to Xiatang Village." ”

"Yes." Hearing this, a few people in the fog didn't dare to ask like Lao Dao, so they hurriedly got up from the ground. Hugging people, hugging people, the set of cars went.

And just when their group hurried to Xiatang Village, the cold and early snow had already been stepped on and they were going home.

After the convergence of the small barren mountain and the big pillar brothers who were anxiously waiting there. She handed over the sixty yuan to Dazhu, "Big brother, when you give this money to your mother, you will say that it is the silver money you got from selling roe deer in the town." ”

She slipped away this time, so she couldn't tell the truth, so she could only come forward by Dazhu.

The honest baby is a little reluctant to take credit. However, under the brainwashing of Han Chuxue and Erzhu, he finally nodded and agreed.

So when the three brothers and sisters came home, because they had been out for most of the day, they had to attract a meal of complaints from Xiuniang, of course, it was Erzhu who was complained, as for the initiator Han Chuxue Xiuniang was reluctant to say half a word, and after turning over the cold and asking for warmth, she was pulled to the table of the Eight Immortals and sat down to eat Han's tonic - egg custard.

This egg is still this morning Grandpa Han asked Uncle Yong to bring it, obviously they boiled all the eggs yesterday in order to prevent others from being cheap, let Grandpa Han write it down, Xiuniang didn't want to accept it, but at Uncle Yong's insistence, and thought of the injury on his little girl's head, he finally accepted it.

After talking about the origin of this egg, Xiuniang still sighed a little, "When our family is more relaxed, we have to thank your grandfather." ”

Han Chuxue and several people nodded yes, and Dazhu also thought that he still had money in his arms at this time, so he quickly took it out and handed it to Xiuniang, "Mother, this is the money from selling prey today." ”

Xiuniang took it, and saw that there was a lot of money, "Aren't we without prey today, why do you still have prey to sell for money?" ”

Dazhu grabbed his head, lowered his head, and said a little snort, "It was Ah Qian who hunted two roe deer, and we collided with it when we were chasing Xiaomei, so we went to the town to find Brother Yang for money." ”

Of course, such a complete lie will not be thought up by Dazhu, but the other two lower belly black think about it and let him carry it, so this baby will have such an expression now, one is weak-hearted, and the other is that he is not talking at all but endorsing.

Although Dazhu's table is a little strange, but because this baby has never lied, Xiuniang didn't think about it, after all, this is not the first time that this donkey can hunt, it can be said that she has a somewhat commonplace feeling, and the prey it hunts can be sold at a high price in Yang Debiao is also not the first time, two live roe deer Dazhu can be sold for a high price of sixty Wen, there is really nothing to doubt about it.

The food arrears have been repaid, so the money now is really their own, and when she thinks of this Xiuniang, she can't help but be happy, "Our family finally has some money to spare." ”

The eldest girl hurriedly reminded, "Mother, this is not enough money, our family doesn't have much food." ”

Of course, she also meant to remind the cold father in the room, otherwise he really thought that his family had extra money, and he would be generous to others again, and his family would be hungry again.

Xiuniang, who was reminded, nodded hurriedly, "Yes, what the big girl said is true, Dazhu will see when you are free to go to the town with Erzhu to buy some food and come back." ”

The big pillar should be in a hurry.

Taking advantage of Xiuniang's return to the room to put the money, Han Chuxue hurriedly pulled Erzhu over and pushed the half bowl of egg custard she had specially left in front of him, "Third brother, I can't eat it, help me finish it." ”

For his little sister's little appetite, Erzhu has also felt deeply these days, because he didn't see Han Chuxue have any hunger to find something else to eat, so he didn't have any doubts, nodded, and took the half bowl of egg custard and snorted all at once. (To be continued.) )