"Where?" Aunt Zhao looked curiously in the direction that Le'er was pointing.

Yang Xiaotao also looked over, the sky was already slightly dark, and if she didn't look carefully, she really couldn't see that there was a person lying behind an inconspicuous stone next to the forest on the side of the path.

"Godmother, let's not meddle in our affairs." Yang Xiaotao saw that the person must have gone through a vicious fight, she carefully looked at the clothes on her body that had been torn a lot, she didn't want to cause trouble.

"It's a beautiful sister!" Le'er recognized it with a sharp look.

"Little Peach, what do you say?" Zhuzi didn't know Yuwen Xiu, but Le'er said that she was a beautiful sister, and she seemed to know her.

"Mother, shall we save my beautiful sister?" Le'er tugged at Yang Xiaotao's sleeve and said pitifully.

"Yes, Xiao Tao will be completely dark this day, leaving this person here, it's very dangerous." Aunt Zhao couldn't bear to say either.

"I heard that there are wolves in this neighborhood at night, and many villagers passing by have heard wolf howls!" The pillar added.

Yang Xiaotao looked at Le'er pulling her, with a pleading little look, and bit her lip, it's not that she doesn't want to save it, but they are all ordinary villagers, and this man is a trouble at first glance.

"Mother?" Le'er shook Yang Xiaotao's sleeve again.

"Coachman stop!" Yang Xiaotao still relented, she was not a good person, but she was not a wicked person, it was a big deal to wait for this person to wake up, let him leave quickly.

As soon as the pillar heard Yang Xiaotao say stop, he immediately jumped out of the car and carried the man on his back, and finally got into the ox cart, Yang Xiaotao asked the coachman to drive the ox cart directly to the entrance of the village and stopped, and then gave more money to tell the coachman not to talk about it.

Let the pillar carry the person directly to her new house.

Fortunately, it was dark and no villagers noticed it, so they brought a stranger home.

Yang Xiaotao asked Aunt Zhao to take Le'er back to rest first, and the pillar gave him a hand, helped the man deal with his wounds, and asked the pillar to go back and get a set of clean clothes, and wait for the pillar to change it for him.

Yang Xiaotao stretched her waist and went back to rest with the pillar, because she picked up someone at night, so everyone didn't have much heart to cook, so they took a bite casually.

The next day, when Yuwen Xiu woke up, he saw a little bit poking his face with his little hand.

"My mother said that the beautiful ones are not necessarily my sisters, but they may also be my uncles, are you uncles?" Le'er didn't understand what her uncle meant, but Yang Xiaotao didn't understand it until she explained it after a while.

The milky voice made Yuwen Xiu immediately let down his vigilance.

"What does Uncle mean?" Yuwen Xiu opened his mouth, only to find that his voice was very interfering.

"My mother said that my uncle is like you, and Le'er has to be called uncle!" Le'er immaturely explained what she could understand.

"Where's your mother?" Yu Wenxiu saw clearly the child in front of him, it was the child at the food stall, he just wanted to sit up when he was involved in the wound on his body, and gasped.

"My mother said that my uncle was injured and he couldn't move." Le'er saw Yu Wenxiu's appearance and said like a little adult.

"My mother is cooking, so Le'er can't quarrel with her uncle to rest, is Le'er noisy with her uncle?" Le'er saw that Yuwen Xiu didn't speak, and asked pitifully.

"I didn't make any noise to my uncle, but my uncle was careless." Facing the child, Yuwen Xiu was a little caught off guard.

"Let's wash your hands and eat!" At this time, Yang Xiaotao's voice came from outside.

Doesn't this mean that you can't make him rest, this woman is so loud on purpose, Yuwen Xiu was speechless for a while.

Look at the little one again, he has already run out.

"Mother, the pretty uncle is awake." Le'er ran to the outhouse and saw Yang Xiaotao putting the dishes and chopsticks, originally eating at her aunt's house, Le'er was clamoring to go home to see her beautiful sister, Yang Xiaotao told her godmother that she would take Le'er back to live today, and take care of the person, the person was not lightly injured, and the godmother said how inconvenient it is for you to go back now.

After all, Yang Xiaotao is a widow now, and if she is in the same room with a man, it will ruin her reputation if others know about it.

Yang Xiaotao said that when the person was well, she would let the person go, after all, she didn't worry about an outsider living at home, and no one would know.

Yang Xiaotao said that she may not be able to follow the stall in the past few days, let the pillar follow, anyway, it has been so long, and when the pillar didn't work before, he would also go to the fight, and he was very familiar.

Aunt Zhao was still a little worried, and said that if there was something, she would come to her house to inform her.

After that, Yang Xiaotao took Le'er home, Le'er saw that she liked her new home very much, and she was tired of playing just now, so she ran to her beautiful sister and saw if she woke up.

Yang Xiaotao heard Le'er say that the man was awake, so she pushed the door and walked into the room where the man lived, and saw that the man was trying to sit up straight.

"Your wound is on the left side of your lower abdomen, and if you keep moving like this, the wound will quickly tear open." Yang Xiaotao walked to the side of the bed, pressed the man's shoulders and moved him, and then gently helped him up, finding a comfortable position for the man to lean his back against the head of the bed.

When the man was unconscious, Yang Xiaotao cleaned the wound with disinfectant water, found gauze to bandage the man, and fed medicine for such wounds, all of which she found in the space against the medical book, she didn't know if it worked, at least she wouldn't eat the dead, she carefully looked at the wound was not deep, and it shouldn't hurt the internal organs.

"Thank you." The man sat down and spoke.

"I didn't want to save you, if it weren't for this little thing, I wouldn't care about you!" Yang Xiaotao didn't accept his affection and walked out of the room.

"My mother is a knife-mouthed tofu heart, Aunt Yanniu often says so." Le'er dismantled the stage with a milky voice.

"You're just a ghost!" Yang Xiaotao walked into the house with two bowls again, and saw Le'er winking at the man with big eyes and saying, glaring at Le'er.

"There's nothing good in the country, so you're going to eat it." In fact, Yang Xiaotao's words are really false, there is nothing bad about the things she makes, just the simple corn tortillas in the bowl, but she used the water in the space to burn them, and the millet porridge was also learned to grow books in the space when she had nothing to do.

Growing things in the space can mature in seven days, which Yang Xiaotao is also very surprised, but the number of things grown in that small piece of space is limited, and Yang Xiaotao will only do it when she is with Le'er, Yuwen Xiu is blessed.

Le'er is young, and she only knows that what her mother makes is extraordinarily delicious.

But when Aunt Zhao was at her house, Aunt Zhao basically cooked, and Le'er thought that what her grandmother made was not as delicious as what her mother cooked.

Yang Xiaotao first put the bowl on the table next to her, and then moved a smaller table from outside the house and set it above Yu Wenxiu's body, just right, just like the small table on a modern hospital bed.

Then he brought the bowl to the small table in front of Yuwenxiu, handed Yuwenxiu a pair of chopsticks, and led Le'er out to eat.

Le'er was still a little reluctant to leave, so Yang Xiaotao had no choice but to pick up Le'er and go out.

Yu Wenxiu looked at the steaming millet porridge and two corn tortillas in front of him, and frowned beautifully, although it was fragrant, but Yuwen Xiu was extremely picky about eating.

How good can millet porridge and tortillas be? This is Yu Wenxiu's heart, he doesn't even have the idea of moving chopsticks for such an ordinary thing, but he is injured now, and if he doesn't eat, he will probably starve to death, after all, what can such a farmer have to eat.

Thinking that Yuwen Xiu reluctantly picked up the porridge bowl, took a sip gently, and the faint aroma of rice poured directly into his mouth, Yuwen Xiu's eyes lit up, the full rice grains, and the bite was full of elasticity, Yu Wenxiu picked up a corn tortilla and bit it down, Yuwen Xiu believed it, what Xiao Bu said before, what her mother made was indeed much more delicious than the meat skewers.

Yang Xiaotao knew that what she made was delicious, but if she knew the level of picky food inside, but she could do the night raid on the palace kitchen, and this person was sweeping away the ordinary millet porridge and tortillas she made, how would she feel?

Yang Xiaotao and Le'er were eating breakfast when they heard the sound of chopsticks knocking on the bowl from the back room.

Yang Xiaotao looked puzzled, got up and walked to the door and saw the scene of a very beautiful man, knocking on the empty bowl with chopsticks, Yang Xiaotao instantly thought of the scene of a beggar begging for food.

Yang Xiaotao scolded in her heart: If you want to eat, you can't speak.

But Yang Xiaotao still patiently entered the house, came out with an empty bowl and added another bowl to send in.

When Yang Xiaotao turned around, the man said, "Tortillas too." ”

Yang Xiaotao secretly clenched her small fists, and after taking a deep breath, she turned around and picked up another empty bowl and walked out, and after a while, she put down the bowl and had two more tortillas inside.

Yang Xiaotao went out to sit down and continued to drink porridge, but as soon as she drank half of it, she heard the same voice again, and Yang Xiaotao reluctantly got up and continued to repeat the thing.

After repeating it five times, the same sound appeared again, and Yang Xiaotao was going crazy.

The third time, the tortillas were gone, but the family only drank porridge, and they drank happily.

"The porridge is gone!" Yang Xiaotao picked up this guy's empty bowl very unkindly, turned around and prepared to leave.

"My name is Yuwen Xiu, what's your name?" The man was actually full, but he felt very interesting when he saw the impatient expression of the woman in front of him, and the porridge was really good, so he ate more.

"Yang Xiaotao." Yang Xiaotao dropped three words and turned around and left.

"Peaches?" Yu Wenxiu muttered interestingly, he noticed that there seemed to be only this mother and daughter in the family, so no one else should know his whereabouts, and the fewer people who knew his whereabouts, the better.

"Beautiful uncle, isn't the food made by Le'er's mother particularly delicious?" A small figure ran to Yu Wenxiu's bedside.

"Well, it's delicious!" Yu Wenxiu's mood was obviously better.

"Le'er's mother will cook a lot of delicious food!" The tender little bun showed off.

"Really? So what else will your mother have to eat? Yu Wenxiu found a comfortable position and moved his back to make himself more comfortable.

"Huh?" Le'er thought about it for a long time before saying, "It's too much, Le'er can't remember, but Le'er loves to eat kung pao chicken and pot-wrapped meat made by her mother." ”

Yu Wenxiu had never heard the names of these two dishes, and he was a little curious, but if he could make ordinary millet porridge and corn tortillas so delicious, other things should not be bad, and Yuwen Xiu was a little looking forward to it.

Yu Wenxiu is planning to live until his injuries are healed, but in fact, the most important thing is his own greed.