A beautiful widow who has no relatives and no reason to own the good land and homestead in the eyes of others is often destined to be the beginning of a tragedy, she does not have so many golden fingers, no peerless martial arts protection, the only thing that can make her worthy of talking to others is that the original owner learned the skills of serving people when she was a girl.

She is best at female celebrity and cooking, and once studied under the master chef in the palace, not to mention the craftsmanship, it is also by no means an ordinary person.

But there is no one to protect herself, and these skills will become her life-saving talismans.

Ran Jia is a very realistic person, she is also an ordinary little daughter mentality, she has a lot of expectations for love and marriage, and wants to have a psychological support in this strange world. I don't know if it's because of her temperament, or if she has stepped into many planes and gained a lot of experience, but she doesn't have the pride and ambition to roll up her sleeves and do a great job.

On the contrary, she is the same as the original owner's idea, savoring the fun of life in the plain, it doesn't have to be vigorous, and the water is beautiful and tight.

Meng Qigu has a saying that is very right, looking for a person to accompany you for a lifetime is indeed to choose well, who knows how many years it will take to have a suitable partner?

Ran Jia caught a glimpse of two pieces of cotton cloth at the end of the bed, one pure black for pants, and one for white flowers on a blue background to make a gown, so she asked Meng Qigu in a whisper what requirements she had for clothes.

"Although your uncle is the village head, the family conditions are reasonable, but he only prepares these, and you are clever enough to watch it for your aunt. Whatever you want, just be simple and generous. Meng Qigu said with a smile.

Ran Jia nodded, she said so, but who doesn't know how to make clothes with needles and threads? Meng Qigu is a fastidious person, the clothes on her body are densely sewn, where is she really trying to be a simple and generous body?

Before she could speak, she heard the voices of two men outside.

"Brother Xuning is back?" The voice of the hearty young man accompanied by the crispness of the firewood being split and falling to the ground, it was Meng Xinli!

Ran Jia looked at Meng Qigu in surprise.

"The old man is afraid that our mother and daughter will be bullied again, so he has been guarding outside the yard, and by the way, he will give you a piece of water and chopping wood." Meng Qigu had a proud look on her face, she loved her the most about her old man, not only did he look strong and knew a few words, but he also had a lot of strength, and he ran several darts with his uncle and got back a handful of silver.

With such a promising son, where can she treat him badly, and she wants to find a better daughter-in-law.

"Hmm," the man's voice was deep and powerful, and could penetrate the ears clearly through such a distance, stirring up a layer of tingling.

Ran Jia sighed lightly, sure enough, he was the one who was the male protagonist, and before he saw him, he had already made up a lot of powerful and upright appearances in his brain. She squeezed her hand tightly, took a slight breath and spit it out slowly, ignoring the boredom and dull pain in her heart, since they have no fate, they are bound to be strangers, so it is good for everyone.

"Alas, Ann Orion just looks at that physique, that ability and temperament, he does look like a person who can be entrusted with life, who knows, he is not stingy in men's and women's affairs, missed you, and there are times when he regrets it." Meng Qigu snorted angrily as if something had happened to her: "I don't know what's wrong with that Meihe, her personality has changed greatly, and she is usually an obedient little girl who is bored and obedient." Now it is a small quarrel with the family every day, and a big quarrel every three days, and it has become a meal for the villagers, and it is not ashamed.

However, the people in Meihe's family are also ruthless, and if they take the girl and look at it inappropriately, the girl who is only fourteen or fifteen years old will be sent to the house of the old rich man who is about to enter the earth. When I went back to my parents' house, I was asked about it, do you think silver can be more important than my own flesh and blood? ”

Ran Jia pursed her lips and listened, nodding approvingly, "If parents are as sensible and enthusiastic as their aunts, then there will be no regrets in the world." ”

"Haha, you girl is from a big place, and you make people happy when you speak. If you don't dislike it, your aunt will be your godmother, and you will also have a mother's family in the future, not to mention our village, even if it is a radius of a hundred miles, no one will dare to bully you again! Meng Qigu really pity Ran Jia, others say that she is the reincarnation of a fox spirit, covering her face all day long and revealing a pair of seductive eyes, her figure is slender and angry, but she doesn't think so.

Her father is a showman and still holds the position of Lizheng, and he enlightens the babies when he has nothing to do on weekdays, not to mention that he has to be restrained, and the baby's family will send some food and fruits if they don't want to, which is enough for their family's rations. Because her father doesn't care, their village is a famous children's village, and all children can recite the three-character scripture and the rules of the hundred family surnames, and they don't have to worry about the brisk work without high monthly money when they can go out to work.

Dad is a talented, knowledgeable, polite and sensible warm-hearted, she has completely inherited this admirable virtue, since she was a child, she is also literate and read, and has her own set of attitudes towards the world. She prefers to believe what she has seen and heard than what the villagers say has noses and eyes.

Yun Ranjia in her eyes is a beautiful little daughter-in-law, but she is low-key and polite, ingenious, and extremely distressing.

Ran Jia's eyes were a little warm when she heard this, and her heart warmed, "I'm afraid that my aunt will dislike it." ”

"What's the matter, I gave birth to a lot of stinky boys, and the two daughters are still far away, and I don't go home for two or three months, and I panic. If you are my daughter, my aunt will bother you when she sees the sky. ”

"Godmother!" Ran Jia lifted the quilt and bowed on the bed in a regular manner, enduring the pain of Mu Mu and shouting.

Meng Qigu hurriedly helped her up, sighed happily several times, and re-folded the quilt for Ran Jia, the joy in her eyes was about to overflow, and she grabbed her with her hands, not knowing what to say.

The fate of people is particularly delicate, and with a few words, Ran Jia has a small backer, and she also feels novel and funny. But looking at Meng Qigu, who was eating for herself, and despite her dissuasion, she went out to wash clothes with her clothes and bedding, and the mark on Ran Jia's forehead had a comfortable temperature, like the original owner's faint and satisfied smile across the world.

After eating porridge and drinking medicine, Ran Jia's head was still uncomfortable, so she wrapped herself in the quilt and slept peacefully, and when she woke up, she was drowsy outside. Meng Qigu was sewing and mending clothes with a bean-sized oil lamp, occasionally holding a needle and habitually rubbing it on her head, and the dim light reflected her ravinely face, with a hint of amazement and warmth of the years.

"Godmother," Ran Jia shouted without jerkiness, but her voice was slightly hoarse.

"Hey," Meng Qigu hurriedly put aside her clothes and needlework, and as soon as she stepped out, Meng Xinli, who heard the movement outside the house, had already poured warm water and was waiting at the door.

Meng Qigu glanced at her son several times, and muttered in her heart, it is true that her son has the ability, but he is also the first one to be lazy at home. He has brothers, sisters and sisters-in-law above, and nieces and nephews who can work below.

Of course, my own children are not bad-hearted and like to help others, but they are not stupid enough to serve tea and pour water. Unless it is profitable, thinking about Yun Ranjia's appearance, she felt amused and melancholy in her heart, and her son couldn't help but be a mother when he was older.

It's just that she just recognized someone as her goddaughter, and if she asks a word or two for her son, then what kind of person has she become.

She explained a few words to her son and drove him home, so as not to be seen and ruin her goddaughter's reputation.

However, Meng Qigu looked at Yun Ranjia, who was waiting for a beautiful fairy after taking a sip of water, and her heart was thinking wildly, she was a mother, and she was reluctant to marry her son to a widow, but Yun Ranjia really couldn't find someone from Peugeot when she walked ten miles with a lantern.

Moreover, the little sixth son was born with a cripple, I'm afraid that Yun Ranjia is still a yellow flower girl, right?

Ran Jia, who was stared at by her, raised her head, chuckled and asked, "Godmother, what's wrong?" ”

"No, it's just that I got a beautiful girl for nothing, and my godmother is so rare that I can't see enough," Meng Qigu said with a smile, "The godmother is here to accompany you at night, and I'll talk about it when you get better and can get out of bed." Don't shirk it, let's kiss each other, I can't just afford the title of your godmother, I don't care about anything, right? In the future, you will be honored, and your heart will be uneasy. ”

Ran Jia nodded gratefully, leaned inside, patted the bed and invited her to come up.

Meng Qigu waved her hand embarrassedly, first went to the kitchen to wash her face, hands and feet, and took off her pants and gown before going to bed. Putting her clothes on the pillow, she lay down comfortably.

Knowing that Ran Jia had slept for a long time and was not sleepy, Meng Qigu began to talk to her about her family affairs.

The detailed matter of buying clothes and sending melons and fruits, Ran Jia's heart was faintly warm, this is the life that the original owner hopes to live.

is not alone, not the boredom of being excluded by the world, and no longer an outsider who longs for happiness.

She closed her eyes and followed Meng Qigu to feel the flowers and grasses in the countryside, one person and one house, green mountains and green waters, and people's contacts.

"Girl, my godmother really wants to treat you as a girl, it's not a child's play!" She sighed and said, "Xiao Liuzi's father and mother used to be kind to our family. Xiao Liuzi took you to kowtow to me and the old man before his death, and from then on, I should protect you, otherwise I wouldn't let you suffer such a crime.

At that time, I looked at you as beautiful and delicate, like the daughter of an official family, but I ignored the hardships of your life. Later, Xiao Liuzi was gone, and An Orion was very attentive to you, and I watched your life from afar.

Alas, now I recognize you as a daughter, but I have taken advantage of you.

Do you blame me? ”

"How come, the people in the village treat me sincerely, often send fresh melons and fruits, and the crops in the field are also managed by you and a few brothers for me, and you don't charge a penny. I don't want to go, I just became your daughter, and I can honor you in the open. Ran Jia said seriously, the evil original owner of the world remembers, and even remembers the kindness that is rarely obtained. In the cupboard, the embroidery pieces prepared by the original owner for everyone in the village chief's family were placed, and before they could be sent, this kind of thing happened.

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