The two of them have no money, and they barely have a place to live, which is good.

What else could they ask for?

"Alas, yes, we don't have anything here, we don't have good hospitality, and I ask the prince and princess to forgive me.

Qing Yunwu's heart couldn't help but feel a little distressed, how could such a house be inhabited?

"Mo Yuan, look at the environment here, it's so bad, it's not a way for the old woman to live here."

Han Moyuan also noticed that this was more garbage than the firewood house in their house, how could this be lived?

He took some money out of his sleeve and put it in the old woman's hand.

"Old woman, I have some money here, you go and find a new house to live in with your little grandson."

You can live any kind of life, but such a day is really bad.

He couldn't bear to look at it. It's really not a way to go on like this, but it can help a little bit.

The thatched huts on the roof were all swaying and fluttering in the wind, and he was really worried that the house would collapse that day.

Children are playing with dirt outside.

It's still that kind of carefree age, and it seems that everything doesn't have to be considered.

It's good to just care about whether you're happy or not.

Qing Yunwu went out and talked to the children.

"What's your name? How old are you? ”

"My name is Yunyi, and I'm five years old this year."

Yunyi, this name is still quite nice.

The young man is very cute, and I don't know when they will have such a cute child.

"What are you drawing?" Qing Yunwu looked at the child and couldn't walk.

Maybe a woman's natural motherhood dictates that she thinks this child is really good.

Yunyi bowed his head, held a branch, and wrote and drew on the ground.

There is nothing else to play with on weekdays, and there are no friends nearby.

All the days are like this, day by day.

"I'm drawing me and my grandmother, you see that little one, it's me, and next to me is my grandmother holding me."

Yunyi took the branches and pointed them to her one by one.

Although the painting is somewhat abstract, it can be seen that the relationship between the grandparents and grandchildren is very good.

Although he doesn't have much money, he still lives a much richer life than others.

She is really a little envious of their relationship!

couldn't help but remind her of her grandmother, as if her impression of her grandmother was only when she was a child.

At that time, Qing Yunwu herself was also more naughty, and she was several times more lively than now.

Although she is a daughter, her grandmother still loves her very much, and every time she sees her jumping up and down, she smiles.

Grandmothers are generally not very strict with her, only when she does not endorse well, she will be a little harsh.

Now that I think about it, it's also for her good.

It's just that the days pass like a running account, too fast. In a flash, she also grew up, but her grandmother had passed away.

"It's good, do you want to know about your grandmother in the future? Can't make her angry. ”

Qing Yunwu advised Yun Yi as a kind of person who had come over.

"Well, I know that I will give all the food to my grandmother in the future."

She smiled, and sure enough, the child was still a child.

The perception of everything is only about whether it is delicious or not.

But with this heart, it is enough.

"It's not too early now, shall we go?" Qing Yunwu said to Han Moyuan.