"They haven't eaten for a day, so let's give them food."

The peasant woman was a little reluctant, "If you give them food, what will our family eat this month?" There are three children in the family, do you want to watch the children starve to death? ”

"I'll think of another way tomorrow, so let's do it tonight!"

Despite his wife's obstruction, the farmer insisted on cooking for them.

Two large bowls of stick noodle porridge were brought in, and the farmer said, "Two gentlemen, let's have something to eat!" There are no good things in the mountains and villages, so don't dislike them. ”

Luo Qiqi and Nangong Moyan glanced at each other, they both knew that these two bowls of porridge were the last rations of the farmer's family, but the farmer would rather choose to starve himself and his family than share the food with them.

What a rustic mountain people!

Luo Qiqi was very moved in his heart, and asked, "Big brother, you gave us what you eat, what do you eat?" ”

The farmer smiled, "Oh, stick noodles are not a good thing, there are many at home, let's eat them quickly!" ”

After taking the stick noodle porridge, the farmer went out first, and Luo Qiqi and Nangong Moyan were both eating this kind of coarse grain in the mountains for the first time.

To be honest, it was quite unpalatable, and it couldn't be compared to the imperial meal in the palace at all, but it became the most memorable and special meal they had ever eaten.

After a night's rest, the next morning, Luo Qiqi and they were woken up by a child's crying.

When I came out to see that the three children of the farmer's family were all gray, barefoot, and unkempt, the children were crying and shouting that they were hungry and wanted to eat.

Unfortunately, not only did he not ask for food, but he was also beaten by his mother twice, one cried, and the other two also cried, crying together.

Luo Qiqi glanced at the farmhouse, and saw more clearly during the day, this farmer family was very poor, and it might be as poor as those remote mountain villages in modern society.

Anyway, they couldn't stay here any longer to bother them, so they greeted the peasant woman, thanked them, and went out of the courtyard to see the farmer feeding their horses.

Luo Qiqi was once again touched a lot, maybe just giving them gold could not express his gratitude.

The two thanked the farmer and said goodbye, and drove the carriage on the road, Nangong Moyan said, "I think I have never suffered all my life, and last night's experience is really unforgettable." ”

"yes, so do I."

Nangong Moyan experienced the suffering of the people this time, but he really experienced it very thoroughly, thinking of the farmer's family in need of relief, he asked, "Little Yuanbao, why didn't you leave them some gold?" ”

Luo Qiqi had his own thoughts, "Look at this poor country, give them gold, they have nowhere to spend it, I think they may need more than gold." ”

The two of them continued to drive forward for more than twenty miles, and finally came across a relatively large town with a market in this town.

Luo Qiqi advocated buying something, and Nangong Moyan agreed.

However, looking at what Luo Qiqi wanted to buy, Nangong Moyan was depressed, "What are you doing when you buy so much rice, flour, grain and oil, brown sugar bacon?" ”

"I want to send these things back to the farmer's house." Luo Qiqi said.

"Go back?"

"That's right, as the saying goes, the grace of a drop of water is reciprocated!"

Nangong Moyan calculated the distance, I am afraid that they will toss back and toss again, they have wasted their time on the road today, and they have not gone far.

However, Luo Qiqi did this, but he expected it, he said, with the character of a little girl, how could he not repay that family!

This is in line with the character of the little girl, what Nangong Moyan loves is her golden heart.

"The grace of a drop of water is reciprocated, how do you say this in your eagle language?" Nangong Moyan was quite interested in their bird language.

Luo Qiqi was tested, she really couldn't, but she had to be fat when she slapped her swollen face, and after thinking about it, she replied, "This sentence can be explained like this, you tick tock, I bang bang you." ”

Nangong Moyan: "......" is such a magical bird language!

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