Although this matter was temporarily guided by him, now, my heart is even more uncomfortable.

Ning Yan's heart was cold, not only in terms of family affection, but also ......

The person who was so embarrassed turned out to be her family.

Oh, and it won't be family anymore.

Ning Yan looked at Xu, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked a smile: "You said that I am your daughter, and I can't escape, but in fact, this is not the case, there are other ways." The words fell and looked at the big locust tree on the side.

The despair in his eyes was desperate, which made Wen Yan's heart cold.

Ning Yan pretended to the big tree.

I saw that my head was about to hit the tree.

Wen Yan's body flashed, blocking in front of Ning Yan.

Sharp pain in the chest.

But this little pain is no match for the pain in the heart, what is a woman going to do, to use death to dissociate herself from these ignorant and vicious people.

He wouldn't allow it.

"Girl, your head is so hard."

It's not really hard, and my chest hurts.

Hearing Wen Yan's words, Ning Yan couldn't be strong anymore.

The tears in the eyes were like jade beads with broken strings, rolling down to the ground one by one.

"Don't cry, don't cry, the already thin skin and bones are ugly, crying again, can you imagine the skull in tears?"

"......" Ning Yan just rose a little bit of emotion in an instant.

"What's adding five taels, I'll be a witness, just fifteen taels of silver, and sign the deed, which really drove people to death, and I'll send you to the official."

Village Chief Zhao's hair is not completely white now, and his temper is much higher than in the future.

The village chief glared at Xu, and Xu began to tremble.

Big Lee still wanted to speak.

The village chief said, "If you don't listen, go down to the top and recruit a few more ...... from your family."

"......" Da Li didn't dare to speak.

You can't afford to do that.

Fifteen taels of silver, Xu was also very satisfied.

I happily signed the contract.

Then he stared at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan took out 15 taels of silver and handed it to the village chief.

The corners of the village chief's mouth twitched, he is old, and he has a relatively good grasp of people's emotions, this young man is disgusted with the Xu family.

Even the handover is reluctant to do it yourself.

Wen Yan glanced at Ning Yan and said, "The body is not well yet, so hurry up and take care of your body, otherwise how can you have the strength to work." ”

“……”

Although Wen Yan's words are not good.

But Ning Yan was still very moved.

She doesn't care at all about whether she is a maid or not, and she gets along for two simple days, and the feeling in her heart will not deceive.

Following behind Wen Yan, he walked to the foot of the mountain step by step.

Seeing Ning Yan leaving, Ning Wan'er suddenly said, "Shouldn't she leave the clothes and baggage on her body?" Those things were sold to us. ”

Ning Wan'er's voice was very delicate.

Tender.

If it were a different occasion, most people would think that Ning Wan'er was a meticulous person.

But now speak.

The words that came out were so cold and ruthless.

The people in the village felt that the people of the Ning family were terrible, and they were bad from the roots.

Of course, the Ning family, who are now in a state of excitement, only feel that Ning Wan'er's words are very reasonable, and the others have no time to think about it for the time being.

Ning Yan walked back to Wen Yan's house and lay on the familiar small bed.

Closing his eyes, I don't know if it's because my body hasn't finished well, or because of other things, such as something that was angry with the Ning family, and when I woke up from sleep, my head became dizzy again.

When Wen Yan found out.

Ning Yan's face was burned red.

Wen Yan removed the hand that fell on Ning Yan's head: "I'm here, don't burn you into a fool because of the so-called 'butterfly effect'." ”

Ning Yan was in a daze and didn't hear what Wen Yan said clearly.

I just felt that Wen Yan's hands were cold.

It is comfortable to fall on the forehead.

So he threw himself at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan......

Wen Yan felt that he was now tortured to death.

Fortunately, this woman is still sick, otherwise, she will definitely not be able to resist the temptation brought by the woman, and she will tear people down and eat them.

"I'll go and decoct the medicine for you, lie down well, and don't lift the quilt."

Even if it's hot, you have to keep it hot.

Otherwise......

The condition will only get worse.

Wen Yan decocted the medicine for a long time, and walked to the room with the medicine, Ning Yan was already asleep.

With his eyes closed, his eyelashes are long, in stark contrast to his yellow hair, and his lips have an extra layer of white dry skin.

The body is dehydrated and sleeps a little severely.

Wen Yan woke up and handed the medicine in his hand to Ning Yan.

Ning Yan still dried up the medicine in one gulp.

Wen Yan didn't flirt with anyone this time, and took out a bag from his body, which contained sugar cubes.

Very sweet.

Wen Yan knew that the current sugar cubes were not as good as toffee, and they were not as good as those fruit candies.

However, even if he knew how to make toffee, it was difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and without milk, she couldn't make it.

For the time being, you still have to use sugar cubes to suppress the bitter taste.

“…… Sleep, sleep a little longer, and don't kick the quilt. With a word of advice, Wen Yan walked to the stove room.

When a woman wakes up, she has to eat something.

If you don't eat, you won't get better.

The problem is that when you are sick, it is difficult for anyone to have an appetite.

Even Wen Yan doesn't have any appetite when he is sick.

So, you have to make something that the patient likes to eat.

What do women like to eat?

Wen Yan thought about it for a moment and suddenly laughed.

Nowadays, women want to eat meat if they are afraid.

However, you can't eat meat even if you're sick.

Eat more light.

Wen Yan was a little lucky, he was bored in his previous life, and he didn't want to waste his time, so he learned to make a good dish.

Now you don't have to worry about not eating.

Go into the stove room and wash your hands.

The young fingers are very good-looking.

There are no wrinkles like orange peel on the palms and backs of the hands.

At this age, these hands look good no matter what they take.

Wen Yan is ruthless and confident in himself, even vegetarian dishes can be made delicious.

There is no vegetable in the garden.

Wen Yan carried a string of meat and walked to the neighbor's house, and the neighbor was Aunt Huang.

It's the closest here.

Aunt Huang, who is a few years younger, has a very sassy personality.

Seeing Wen Yan holding the meat, he couldn't stop smiling: "What does the talented boy do with the meat, they are all neighbors, so you don't have to be so polite." ”

"Let's get some food."

"What do you want to change?"

Aunt Huang asked.

didn't take the meat in Wen Yan's hand.

If this meat is taken over, it must be done according to others.

You can't deceive people.

"Change some cabbage, radish and capers, pickled cucumbers......"

"These things are worthless, you can eat them if you want to eat them, they are all grown in their own fields, what are you doing so politely."

When Aunt Huang heard Wen Yan's words, her eyes were full of surprise, and she thought there was something difficult to do.

Right now......

It's just a little bit of a vegetarian dish.

Do you need to bring so much meat? It's really too polite.

"There is nothing else at home, the first day I came to the door, I naturally had to be polite, and I would not be bored with Aunt Huang in the future."

"No, no, no."

Speaking of which.

Aunt Huang took the meat in Wen Yan's hand.

The cabbage is not very fresh now.

Spring is here, and it's time to sprout.

Aunt Huang found a few good-looking ones and put them in the basket, and pulled out a few radishes from the mound, and pickled Huangguang and beans were found out of the kimchi jar and put in the bowl with a gap.

But......

It's good to be able to clean the house.

What more do you want than a bicycle?

Wen Yan came to Gouziwan with the identity of a scholar.

Of course, he is a real talent, but ......

If he participated in the scientific examination with Lu Hanzhang last year, I am afraid that it will be a good idea.

The identity of Xiucai is fine, and in this village, there is no Xiucai.

If you come to Gouziwan with the identity of a jinshi, I am afraid that you will not be at peace.

Xiucai is just right.

No one is bothering at the moment.

Leaving Aunt Huang's house, Wen Yan had a little more mortal smell on his body.

For example, the right shoulder carries a basket, and the basket is not clean, and when the bottom of the basket carries dirt on the body, the dirt rubs against the clothes.

In his left hand, he holds a bowl.

Pickled cucumbers and beans are placed in the bowl.

When pickling, there seems to be a lack of salt, and the cucumbers and beans are hairy.

But......

These hairs are also edible.

Now these days, those methods of refining salt have not yet come out, and ordinary farmers, who are willing to put so much salt when pickling vegetables.

Unless it's a place where salt is produced.

There is no doubt that there is no place to make salt within a radius of ten miles from Gouzi Bay.

So......

Only pickled vegetables with white hairs can be eaten.

Wen Yan returned home, did not change his clothes, simply washed his hands, and walked to the kitchen with these dishes.

The cabbage is stir-fried, and there is not much oil and salt......

It's not much relative to Wen Yan himself, if other people in Gouziwan see it, they will definitely say that Wen Yan won't live.

After all, if you put it in someone else's house, stir-fry a vegetable and cook a meal, that is, use a brush dipped in a little oil to wipe it on the bottom of the pot.

The oil poured out by Wen Yan was enough for these people to eat as a family for a week.

Pickled cucumbers and beans are more appetizing.

Wash off the white hair, mix it with oil and salt and mix it again, the oil is lard heated and cooled, and the green onion and garlic cloves and small peppercorns are cooked in it, and the fragrance wafts out.

Fortunately, the sides were empty, and there was no one.

Otherwise......

I'm afraid that the child next door will cry for hunger.

The last sour radish Wen Yan didn't deal with it, put a little salt, cut it into pieces and put it on a plate.

Night is getting dark.

Wen Yan walked to Ning Yan's room and lit the candle.

Ning Yan was still asleep, Wen Yan reached out and touched Ning Yan's forehead, although it was still a little hot, but it was not so hot that it was frightening.

"I got up and ate, took the medicine and went back to sleep."

Ning Yan opened his eyes and glanced at Wen Yan, and slowly sat up from the bed.

"Why is your head dizzy......" just woke up, his throat was dry, and Ning Yan's voice was a little hoarse.