"Gui Niang, you accompany them here and wait for a while, and I'll go find a few people to come over and see if I can help anything."

"Boss, you go and come back quickly."

Sheng Mingzhu carefully observed the woman in front of her, gray-brown cotton clothes, a scarf sewn from a circle of miscellaneous cloth around her neck, her hair hastily pulled up, her skin was rough, her face was dull, her eyes were tired, and only when she saw the two children, did she smile slightly.

The basket was covered with a black cloth, and it was hard to see what it contained, but it should have been quite heavy.

"You sit first, the head of the house will come back soon, this day is freezing, there is a disaster nearby, at this time, where are you going to go?"

"Go back to your hometown and worship your ancestors."

Sheng Mingyi made up an excuse.

"When you go back to your hometown to worship your ancestors, you really have to go."

Gui Niang didn't ask more, searched from several rooms for a long time, and vacated a few benches, two of which were obviously missing legs.

"There's nothing to entertain at home, I'll go and boil some hot water for you, and you can take some with you when you leave later."

Gui Niang stood in the courtyard, seemed to be a little nervous and cramped, didn't know how to talk to them, stood stupidly for a while, a little embarrassed, and left under the excuse of boiling hot water.

"Dog Dan, Dazhu and his mother went out to pick up some firewood and came back."

Seeing that they were all going out, Sheng Mingzhu moved to Sheng Mingyi, quietly approached him and said, "This village is weird, and this family is also very strange." ”

"What's weird?"

Sheng Mingzhu looked outside the courtyard, and saw if they would come back for a while, so he led Sheng Mingyi to the hall and pointed to the pear blossom wooden comb inside to show him.

"What do you see is that?"

"What's in the Seven Treasures Pavilion?"

Sheng Mingyi squinted, the Qibao Pavilion logo on the back of the pear blossom wooden comb was clear, but at this moment, the wooden comb was placed together with many other bits and pieces of dilapidated things, and there was no trace of the owner's cherishment.

The pear blossom wood comb should not be a treasure in the Seven Treasure Pavilion, but for this small village hundreds of kilometers away, there is a famine, it should be regarded as a very valuable item, and now it is thrown away in one place, and there is no trace of preciousness, only one explanation, that is, the people who use it do not know its value at all.

Sheng Mingyi quietly swept through all the furnishings in the room, and the expression in his eyes slowly turned cold.

Not only this one wooden comb, but also other spliced cloth heads, some of which were not linen at all, nor cotton, but brocade.

"Be careful, everybody."

Gui Niang, who went out to collect firewood, soon came back with a stack of firewood, and then hid in the kitchen with two children, and in about half an hour, Gui Niang came out of the kitchen, holding a large plate in her hand, and placed a dozen sweet potatoes the size of a child's fist in the middle of the plate.

"This, there is really nothing to entertain at home, only this sweet potato, don't dislike it."

Gui Niang stood in front of Sheng Mingyi first with the plate and asked him to pick first.

Sheng Mingyi stared at her hand holding the plate, and then raised his head slowly, "What are your hands shaking?" ”

“…… No, no, a little nervous. Gui Niang smiled in a panic, "We countrymen, when we see a small official with sesame grains, our legs are weak, not to mention that when we see the two young ladies of the son, they are not ordinary people at first glance, and they gave so much halva just now, and there are no good things to entertain, just this little sweet potato, you must not be polite." ”

"Madame is gracious."

Sheng Mingyi didn't answer, but stretched out his hand to greet the two children who were staring at the sweet potatoes in the back, waited for them to come over, took two sweet potatoes from the plate, and gave them one by one.

Sheng Mingyi made a casual move, but Gui Niang's face turned white with almost fright.

"How can this work, put it down, let it go." As he spoke, he pushed the older brother with his hand, "Take your brother over, who asked you to come over, why is there no politeness at all, go and see if there is still a fire in the kitchen?" If there is no fire, remember to add some firewood. ”

"Mother, I want to eat too."

The younger brother can't move his steps at all, smelling the fragrance of sweet potatoes, the uncontrollable gurgling of his stomach, the steamed sweet potatoes in the pot are soft and delicious, which is their favorite food, usually a few small sweet potatoes boil a big pot of gruel, when drinking, just full of water, can't taste anything at all.

"Eat, what to eat, Dazhu doesn't hurry up and take your brother away." Gui Niang glared at him for a moment, and then motioned for her brother to leave quickly.