Zhou Ziya braved the sun and carried the fruit picked yesterday in her hand, and beads of sweat on her head were sunburned, appearing on her little face that had already revealed her stunning color.

"Master, Xiaoya is here."

Zhou Ziya licked her somewhat dry lips and shouted happily, and saw that the expression on the face of the master sitting in the room was obviously wrong, and his brows were furrowed very obviously. His eyes were also a little blank and he was looking ahead.

"Oh, the girl is here, why are you here at this time, it's so hot outside, come in."

Grandma Hua was shouted back to her senses by the voice, quickly stood up, and asked with concern. While asking, he quickly turned around and walked to the kitchen, and after a while, he brought a basin of water in, and the handkerchief personally wiped Zhou Ziya's little face. Zhou Ziya enjoyed Grandma Hua's love for her very much, and enjoyed it with a smile.

"You girl is really, why did you come here at noon, and your little face is red."

"Hehe, master, I picked wild fruits yesterday, and I specially brought some over for you to taste today, they taste good. Don't worry, master, I'm a child, and it's nothing to bask in the sun. Quickly pointed to the fruit he brought to express his filial piety.

"Master, are you bothered by something? Just now, Xiaoya saw that your brows were furrowed so deeply. "Zhou Ziya knows more about Grandma Hua, who is a very casual old man. Everything is very open, and in the past two or three years of getting along, I have hardly seen anything particularly annoying about Grandma Hua.

Zhou Ziya believes that the reason why Grandma Hua is like this is because she is old and has experienced a lot of things, and she looks down on everything. In addition, Grandma Hua has a lot of private rooms, in addition to loneliness, she is actually quite healthy and has a good life. There's no need to be bored with life, and no one will be angry with her or anything like that.

Unlike many old people in the village, to put it nicely, these old people have many sons and daughters, and they have descendants. It's a pity that the descendants are not angry, some are not filial, and these old people are almost not angry to death. Or there are some even if the son is filial, but the daughter-in-law is a shrew, and the family is not at peace at night, in fact, it is difficult to live like this, and she is angry every day.

Grandma Hua touched Zhou Ziya's head and teased, "You little girl, you are still in charge of the master at a young age." The master is fine, but it looks like the weather is not right this year. I saw that the harvest in the field was not good. I'm afraid that life in the village will not be easy. When the time comes, some people will go hungry, or even die, and it is possible to sell their children and daughters. Hey........."

Grandma Hua also has a field, but she can't grow it herself, so she rents it to the village to plant, and every year she collects some grain, which is enough for her own food, and more. And she has savings, which she herself is not too worried about.

However, when she was a child, she experienced two disasters, which made her remember deeply, so she sighed.

Grandma Hua used to be a little girl in the village, but at that time, Grandma Hua's family conditions were good, and she was considered a wealthy family, and her embroidery was inherited from the family. There are also things that I learned by chance. At that time, she saw the scene of those people starving to death, which was really very profound. Watching those people cry, those people were helpless, and even when she was a child, when she saw people starving to death, those big eyes. She knew how terrible the disaster was, so she was worried about the villagers. After all, she has lived here for so long, and she still has feelings for the village.