Chapter 7: Harvesting the warmth of home

Suddenly there was silence around the tattered table for a while, and everyone looked at the puppy who seemed to have made a mistake, and no one said anything for a long time.

"Woo woo woo, master, did you hear me, shake what she said?" Lan was the first to speak, with a cry.

"Hey, mother, I'm fine, why are you still crying?" This woman is really made of water, she has been crying non-stop today, Ye Shaoke heard Lan's cry and hurriedly persuaded her, she can't be a crying girl, like a water person.

Ye Yinfeng not only didn't comfort him when he heard Lan's cry, but he asked out loud like a curious baby: "Little sister, are you really okay?" When did you collude with Dr. Meng, you really pretended to be similar, and ah, how did you vomit out your blood? What's it for? Hurry up and tell me, tell me quickly? ”

As soon as Ye Yinfeng's words fell, Ye Jing knocked his head with chopsticks, and pretended to be angry: "Where do you have so many problems, you kid, there are a lot of nonsense." ”

Ye Yinfeng held his head aggrievedly and crumbled his mouth to cry or not to cry and sent a look for help to his mother, which was like a cute puppy being bullied and seeking comfort from his master.

Everyone laughed at his appearance, and even the youngest Ye Yintao laughed so much that he leaned forward and backwards.

In an instant, the house was surrounded by this laughter, although the house was simple, but with the warmth of home, it spread throughout the grass hut in this early autumn night.

At this moment, Ye Shaoke also had tears in her eyes, in her previous life, she was a person, she always was, she didn't know who her parents were, and she didn't know what it was like to be a family together, she was moved by this moment, she thought that it would be good to live like this, at least in the future, there are people around who care about her, they are all her relatives.

The name of the previous life is the same as the name of this life, maybe this is also a kind of fate, a connection with this family.

Ye Shaoke saw that the family got along so warmly and suddenly thought of a question, she said calmly to Ye Jing and the Lan family: "Daddy, I think you will take me to the nearby temple tomorrow, at least I will have to give an explanation to the people in the village if I suddenly recover from this disease in the future."

"Yes, your illness is cured suddenly, and many villagers will definitely be suspicious, and it will waste a piece of Doctor Meng's kindness. But can we go to the temple to dispel the suspicions of the villagers? Ye Jing asked.

Ye Shaoke thought for a while and said: "That's it, tomorrow you will tell others that you plan to take me to the temple to ask for the Bodhisattva, after all, you don't have so much money to buy medicine for me, everyone in the village will understand, there should be a lot of fortune-telling demigods and half-immortals around the temple, right?" At that time, we will say that it is an elixir and spiritual water given by a demigod, and it will be fine to drink it slowly. ”

"Well, this is a good idea, we countrymen believe in this, many people do not seek a doctor or take medicine when they are sick, but go to the temple to ask for a bodhisattva." Lan nodded in agreement.

Lan suddenly said: "Tomorrow is exactly the fifteenth, and on the fifteenth day of the first day of every month, many people go to Hong'an Temple ten miles away to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and some go to seek marriage, seek a house, seek health, and seek peace. ”

"Well, that's just right, when the time comes, we don't go to those fortune tellers to buy things, let's go find a secluded place to walk, and when we come back, we will say that we have encountered the medicine sold by the demigods, so as not to let others think that ours will be effective, and in the future, many people will come to ask us what we bought from the gods, and we will be troubled if we can't answer." Ye Jing added.

"Well, Dad, your method is really good, there is nothing wrong, I really can't see it, Dad, you usually look honest, why is your head so flexible today?" Ye Yinfeng said with a hippie smile.

"Why does this kid want to be beaten again? Why are you still joking with your father, no big or small. The Lan clan patted Ye Yinfeng's head fondly and said with a smile.

Ye Yinfeng smiled and stopped talking.

After discussing it, it was settled, and everyone talked around for a while, and then went to rest with each other.

The old house was already dilapidated, and there were only three rooms, but only two of them had beds, one room was still made of stone, and the other room was put together with a few wooden planks moved from the original house, and it would creak and crunch when you slept and turned over.

Ye Shaoke looked at it and thought badly, if his father and mother lived in this room together, would it be very rhythmic to do that? Haha, it's funny to think about. But she could only hold back her heart and laugh hard. After all, I am a soul of the 21st century, and there is still a trace of evil in my thoughts, and I can't make jokes like my father and mother in this era.

In the end, Ye Jing and Ye Yinfeng slept on this creaking wooden bed together, Ye Shaoke and the Lan family took Ye Yintao to sleep in another room, and there was a so-called hall house between the two rooms, so the family stayed like this tonight.

Before dawn the next day, Ye Shaoke was slowly woken up by the itchy feeling, she just wanted to scold, but when she opened her eyes, she saw a smiling face, and a raised hand slowly fell, and then turned over and pulled Ye Yintao and gently patted her buttocks a few times.

"You little naughty, sister, I haven't woken up yet, so I woke up my sister's sweet dream!" Ye Shaoke said and pinched Ye Yintao's smiling face. Pretending to be vicious, he said.

"Sister, it was my mother who asked me to call you, everyone got up, only you are still sleeping, you are a big lazy worm." Ye Yintao's soft ass and soft little face that Ye Shaoke had pinched said aggrievedly, but in his eyes, he couldn't see the grievances, only contempt.

Ye Shao was speechless, she was completely despised by this five-year-old little brat, she shook her head helplessly, and sighed: "Hey, why are these ancient people so old, and the little kid is so uneasy." ”

The most important thing is that when she sleeps lazily in the future, will this little kid disturb her like this every day, then she won't live, she can't stand the ancient people's rooster crowing and get up, doesn't that want her life? In modern times, she goes to work every day and stays in bed until the last moment, and basically rushes to the company at the last moment to punch in!

Hey, ancient people were hardworking, and they had to find ways to make more money to improve the lives of their families, so that they could sleep lazily, Ye Shaoke muttered quietly.

"Sister, what are you talking about? Talking to himself. Ye Yintao tilted his little head and asked curiously.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing, it's just that my sister is still very sleepy, and I haven't woken up yet, so my sister will get up right away." Ye Shaoke hurriedly denied it.

When Ye Shaoke put on his clothes and walked out of the house, the family was busy with their own work, and the Lan family was approaching the hall with a simple and rough breakfast, and saw the lazy daughter smiling lovingly.

After breakfast, everyone simply cleaned up, leaving Ye Yinfeng at home to watch the house, after all, there is no courtyard gate at home, and even the door of the hall house was temporarily made by Ye Jing and Ye Yintao with reed poles last night, which can only be used as a small wind, and those superb relatives can't stop it.

Ye Jing borrowed an ox cart from Zhou Bo's family in the same village, and took Ye Shaoke to Hong'an Temple with the Lan family and Ye Yintao.