"Heroes, please let us go. We are all nearby villagers, who have worked in the fields all our lives, and we have no money in hand......"

"Don't be verbose, hurry up and hand over the valuable things on your body, as well as the things in the car. Otherwise, Lao Tzu will want your life. ”

The scar man carried the knife and asked a few brothers to surround the ox cart and go over to get the things himself. Uncle Cheng refused to leave, and the scar man threw Uncle Cheng directly to the ground.

"Uncle Cheng......"

Uncle Cheng is old, and he hasn't gotten up for a long time after such a fall. Song Erniu was worried, but at the same time, she also knew that these people were determined to win, and it would not be good for them to delay any longer, so she must hurry up and find the right time to start as soon as possible.

Where had the woman seen this battle, she was so frightened that she went to dig into her pocket, "I'll give the money...... I give money...... Please, go around me. I have an old family and a small ......."

The scar man felt a little noisy, pulled out the knife and waved it over, Song Erniu's eyes quickly pulled the woman, and finally dodged the big knife, the scar man didn't seem to expect them to resist, his face became more and more gloomy, the knife just fell, and he mentioned it again, "His grandmother's, Lao Tzu sees that you are looking for death." ”

"You're the one who is looking for death." Song Erniu pulled out the machete on her waist and jumped out of the carriage, "You are a big man, you don't even let go of a woman who has no power to tie the chicken, you are still not a human being, if you really have the ability, why don't you rob the carriage of those rich businessmen and officials, and pick on us to do what's going on." ”

These people were tall and big, and they didn't look like good people, but they were clumsy and flustered, not like repeat offenders, and she hadn't heard of robbers in the area, so it seemed that they should be novices.

What are you afraid of by picking on them? Or is there a fear of exposing something?

Song Erniu thought about it, and the scar man slashed over with a big knife, scolding in his mouth, "Where did the fierce woman come from, dare to talk about Lao Tzu's crooked things, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you." ”

It's getting late and late, the night is completely falling, Song Erniu is hungry early in the afternoon, and when people are hungry, they won't be in a good mood, and when they are in a bad mood, they will start a lot harder. A moment later, several big men were lying on the ground howling in embarrassment.

As if she didn't see it, Song Erniu walked over to help Uncle Cheng up, and tidied up the messy ox cart and left here. On the way back, everyone was probably scared, and they didn't talk all the way to sleep. At the door of Song's house, Uncle Cheng thanked her gratefully.

"Erniu, thank you so much today, if it weren't for you, we would be annoying." Money is a trivial matter, but if you are injured and die, won't this family be ruined?

"Uncle Cheng is polite, I am also for myself. It's not early, my aunt must be in a hurry, Uncle Cheng should go back quickly. ”

Sending Uncle Cheng away, Song Erniu carried the basket into the house. The courtyard was quiet, and there was no light in the house, did the father and son sleep?

With a creak, the door opened a small crack, revealing a small head, and the little guy took one look at it and immediately ran back. Song Erniu chuckled lightly and went to the kitchen with the bamboo basket.

"Dad, she's back."

Xiaobao lay on the edge of the bed, and after waiting for a while, he didn't see Song Erniu come in, but there was a sound from the kitchen, Xiaobao thought of something and smiled,

"Dad, she seems to have gone cooking. Let's have dinner later. ”

A touch of coldness flashed in Chu Mufeng's dark eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

"Come up first, it's cool underground." carried Xiaobao to the bed with one hand and stuffed it into the quilt, and then the room was silent.

It's not early, and there isn't much kerosene left at home, so Song Erniu thought about it and decided to make pimple soup. The gnocchi soup is very simple, cut some shredded meat, fry it, put some chopped green onions, add water to boil, make the flour into small lumps, put it in the pot and cook.

"Xiaobao, it's time to eat."

Song Erniu is not the original owner, Chu Mufeng is just a stranger to her, she really can't be a hot face and a cold ass. As for Xiaobao, he is still a child, she is an adult, can she still care about children?

She borrowed the body of the original owner and could help him take care of the children she left behind, as for the cheap husband......

Chu Mufeng didn't like the original owner in the first place, so he shouldn't mind her attitude.

Song Erniu first brought the oil lamp to the house, and then brought three bowls of pimple soup into the house with a tray, "It's too late today, let's just eat some casually." I'll make you something to eat tomorrow morning. ”

Xiaobao glanced at Chu Mufeng, and obediently climbed out of bed to serve Chu Mufeng food, but Song Erniu took the first step to bring the dishes and chopsticks. She's done cooking, is it still time to get over? Xiaobao is too small, if you don't talk about being burned, you will have to spend money. There are too many places for this family to spend money, and every penny has to be spent on the blade.

Xiaobao was a little disappointed when he saw the pimple soup, but he was too hungry, so he didn't say anything else, took a spoon and took a bite, and his eyes immediately lit up, "Dad, there is meat." ”

Chu Mufeng had already started to eat, and naturally he had also eaten meat, glanced at Song Erniu, and nodded silently.

Song Erniu saw that Xiaobao liked to eat meat so much, and said casually, "There is still a lot of meat in the kitchen, if Xiaobao likes it, how about giving you meat buns tomorrow?" ”

Meat buns? He had eaten it when his grandparents were there, but he hadn't eaten it since they died. Thinking of the taste of meat buns, Xiaobao couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

After eating, Song Erniu found a big problem, although there are two rooms at home, there is only one quilt. It's early spring, and it's cold at night in the mountains, so if you don't cover the quilt, I'm afraid you'll get sick.

But she was a little unaccustomed to letting her sleep in the same bed with two strangers.

Song Erniu stood by the bed, the expression on her face changed and changed. Xiaobao thought that Song Erniu was going to curse again, so she was so frightened that she fell directly into Chu Mufeng's arms. Chu Mufeng closed his eyes and was silent.

I don't know how long it took, Song Erniu bit her back molars and went to bed, fortunately, the bed was very big, as long as she was careful, she wouldn't touch Chu Mufeng.

Rao is Song Erniu has been mentally prepared for so long, and at the moment she lay down, she directly let the smell of the quilt smoke and retreat.

This ...... "How long has this quilt not been washed?" ”

I was so shocked that I didn't pay attention for a while, and said it directly.

Chu Mufeng opened his sharp eyes, and Song Erniu met him when he sighed, inexplicably feeling a little weak.

"I mean, there is only one quilt at home, which is too little, and the quilt can't be left unwashed all the time, so tomorrow I'll buy some cotton and fabric to make another quilt."

Originally, there were two quilts at home, but after Song Laohan and his wife went, Song Erniu sold all the valuable things in the family in order to eat and drink well. I have to say that Song Erniu is really wonderful. No wonder Chu Mufeng can't look down on him, if she changes her, she can't look down on him either.

"Will you do it?" The words were full of mockery.

Song Erniu choked, but she had to tell Chu Mufeng the truth. Neither the original owner nor she would do these things. However, she won't be able to find someone to do it.