Wang Laohan's wife explained in a low voice, "Didn't I see this child alone outside, sleeping in the open and sleeping in the open, and thinking that there is no food at home?" ”

As she spoke, the woman grabbed the yellow cloth draped over Wang Jiang's body, "You see you don't even have a piece of clothing on you that you can wear, it just so happened that I came back from cutting some fabric from the town a few days ago, and I will measure it for you and make a fitting garment later!" ”

For some reason, the more the woman looked at Wang Jiang, the more she loved it, and in her heart, she decided that it was a man given by God to her daughter.

The woman on the side kept tugging at Wang Laohan's wife, signaling her not to help this strange young child at will.

Wang Laohan's wife patted and pulled her hand again, her eyes told the woman that she had her own measure, and slowly said to Wang Jiang, "What, don't you want to?" ”

Wang Jiang didn't understand why the woman in front of him had to stop him and let him be a guest? Is this what the book says about hospitality?

Stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling man, Wang Jiang also just needs a place to recuperate, and now he also needs to eat a little now, and he can't use spiritual power to maintain the operation of his body as before.

Wang Jiang nodded and agreed, "Then thank you, aunt..."

I originally wanted to call the woman in front of me a girl, but I suddenly realized that if I only counted according to age, I am afraid that the woman is enough to be her mother! You can't use the set of the cultivation world to define the generations in the current community.

Wang Jiang's words stopped the woman from misunderstanding, and hurriedly said, "Wang Jiang, you can call me aunt, if you think it's convenient, you can also call me Wang Ma!" ”

"Okay, Auntie!" Obviously, Wang Jiang is a little resistant to the word mother, he has been a street child since he was a child, he has not experienced the love of his parents, when he was a child, he saw that other children of the same age as him had fathers, and he longed in his heart that he could also have his parents by his side.

But now, he has no feeling for these, no expectations and desires, and no envy for others to have a complete home.

Wang Ma smiled, took Wang Jiang's arm and walked in the direction of her house.

"Well, you wait for me," said the other woman, helplessly, and set out to chase after the idol before placing the basket full of wild fruits in her hand.

Wang Jiang's pace was very fast, but Wang Jiang's mother couldn't keep up with the pace because of her age, so Wang Jiang subconsciously noticed it and slowed down.

Wang Ma smiled at Wang Jiang, pointed to the house in front of her and said, "Look, it's our house!" ”

Wang Jiang looked at it, not knowing how to answer, so he could only smile and nodded.

Squeak--

Walking into the yard, Wang Laohan was still farming in the field at this time, there was a heavy rain last night, today I have to take care of the field I planted, so that I can have a good harvest when I harvest in the autumn.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Wang Jiang saw Xiaohui sitting on the stone slab at the door, scraping the soil under his feet with a piece of wood, and it seemed that he had just come back from the field.

Seeing a strange man brought back by her mother, Xiaohui asked suspiciously, "Mother, who is he?" ”

Wang's mother looked happy, trotted to her daughter's side, put it in her ear and whispered, "This is the pillow person that my mother asked for you from the Lingguan Temple, what do you think?" ”

Before the girl could speak, Wang Ma held her head with both hands and whispered, "Although she is not handsome, and she doesn't seem to be very smart, but the thick willow dustpan and the thin willow bucket, who in the world thinks men are ugly!" ”

"You're not young anymore, a baby the same size as you can walk on the ground in the village, when will you be able to hold your grandson if you don't hold on to your mother?"

The girl wanted to say something, but looked at Wang Jiang who was standing in place with a wrong look, "Mother, I'm only sixteen years old, I'm really not in a hurry!" ”

Wang's mother had a look of hatred that iron could not be made of steel, and poked her daughter's head, "Your father and I were already old when we gave birth to you, if you don't pay attention to it, will you have to wait until me and your father are buried before you give birth to a baby!" ”

"Mother! What are you talking about? Xiaohui frowned and stomped her foot.

Wang's mother didn't care whether her daughter agreed or not, and smiled kindly at Wang Jiang, "That, you wait, I'll go and give you a hot porridge!" You sit down first. ”

"Quick, go talk to him, go!" Wang Ma smiled and reached out to push her daughter.

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Wang Jiang didn't care about this, just sat on the stone bench and closed his eyes to recuperate, this woman who called herself Wang Ma was very good to herself, although these things were a bit insignificant to him, but they could be regarded as a relief in the snow.

The grace of dripping water is reciprocated by a spring! Wang Jiang naturally understands this truth, but he doesn't know what this family needs, whether it is a beauty elixir or a method to step on the path of cultivation, or the glory and wealth of the world!

As long as he was within his reach, Wang Jiang was still happy to repay this woman. No \./Wrong \./More\./New '.w'.a'.p'.'.'.c'.o'.m

Xiaohui stood on tiptoe and quietly walked to Wang Jiang and sat down, looking at Wang Jiang who was silent with her eyes closed, she was a little overwhelmed and wanted to speak but was a little embarrassed.

"That, you.."

Wang Jiang opened his eyes and looked at the woman's daughter in front of him, and said softly, "Don't be nervous, if there is anything you want to ask, just say it!" ”

Xiaohui was a little shy after hearing Wang Jiang's voice, her little face turned red, her hands kept rubbing each other, and her ears moved involuntarily.

He looked so quiet, just like the young men in the town who were studying, and there was no sign of calluses on his hands, and it seemed that he had never done heavy work! Could it be the son of a rich family? How did my mother know the rich man?

Xiaohui pondered for a long time, and suddenly woke up! It turned out that Wang Jiang shouted to her next to her, "What did you want to say just now?" ”

Xiaohui scratched the back of her head a little embarrassed and said, "My name is Wang Xiaohui, what's your name?" ”

Grabbing the yellow cloth he was wearing, Wang Jiang smiled: "My name is Wang Jiang!" ”

"Oh yes, your surname is Wang, too?"

Wang Jiang was a little surprised: "What's wrong?" ”

Xiaohui shook her head, "It's nothing, but you know what our village is called, our village is called Wangjia Village, and everyone here is surnamed Wang!" ”

Wang Jiang was a little confused about what she wanted to say, "Oh, yes! ”

The two looked at each other awkwardly, and Xiaohui suddenly felt like she was on pins and needles, and she didn't know what to say next. Mother is really, how slow to make a hot porridge!

Wang Jiang didn't continue to close his eyes and recuperate, he also saw that this Wang Xinhui was a little uncomfortable sitting here facing a stranger like him, and he was slightly embarrassed!

In order to alleviate her embarrassment, Wang Jiang found a topic that she might know, and asked something she was more curious about, "Do you know who is enshrined in the temple over there?" ”

The mention of this Xiaohui instantly came to her senses, although this is not something she likes to talk about, but it is better than sitting here all the time and not talking to each other!

"I know, it's the Lingguan Temple, which enshrines the Taiyi Thunder God Yinghua Tianzun, I heard the old people say that the village has always been able to adjust the wind and rain, relying on this one!"

Taiyi Thunder God should turn into Tianzun, the same as he saw on that yellow paper, what kind of sacredness is this?

With just a talisman with his name written on it, I was able to restore my body, what an incredible existence!

Wang Jiang's fingers lightly tapped on the stone table, and Wang Xiaohui saw that he was silent and continued, "Wang Jiang, are you very interested in this? ”

Wang Jiang came back to his senses and said with a smile, "No, I'm just a little curious!" ”

I don't know if Wang's mother is heating porridge in the kitchen or deliberately hiding in it to create opportunities for Wang Jiang and her daughter, a full hour has passed, the two sit there and don't know what they were talking about, Xiaohui only feels that time flies so slowly.

Wang Jiang was not in a hurry, just waited quietly, and then chatted with Xiaohui next to him about some ordinary things.

Finally, Wang Ma walked out with two hot porridges, grabbed her ears with both hands after putting them on the slate table, and said to Wang Jiang with a smile, "Come and taste it, two sweet potatoes are specially added to it, and they are very sweet!" ”

Xiaohui looked at the sweet potato porridge that she didn't usually eat, muttered to her mother in her heart, and looked at her mother with a little disdain!

Wang Ma didn't care about Xiaohui, "Wang Jiang, even if you eat it, there is still it in the pot!" ”

"You keep talking, I'll go in and keep watch for the fire, don't burn it later!" Before leaving, Wang Ma didn't forget to pat Xiaohui's back, and her eyes signaled her to work harder, that's all my mother can help you!

Wang Xiaohui laughed twice without smiling, and lowered her head to drink porridge!

At this time, Wang Ma suddenly shouted to Wang Jiang in the kitchen. (More exciting on the next page!) )

"By the way, Wang Jiang, I'll finish eating later, come in and I'll measure your body size, so I can make you a suitable dress!"

Wang Xiaohui, who heard this, was dumbfounded, she hadn't worn new clothes a few times since she was a child, and this time her mother finally bought some fabrics from the town and came back, and she was waiting to make a new dress for her father after she finished making one?

I didn't expect to give this guy a head start.

A little sulking, Wang Xiaohui didn't pay attention to Wang Jiang, and drank the sweet potato porridge in the bowl by herself. w_/a_/p_/\_/.\_/c\_/o\_/m

Just as the two of them lowered their heads to drink porridge, the fence of the courtyard was pushed open, and Wang Laohan stepped on his muddy feet and walked in.

Seeing the young man with his back to him and a yellow cloth on his body, Wang Laohan was a little surprised! He looked at his daughter and asked her what was going on.

Xiaohui walked to her father's side and explained, "This is what my mother brought back from the Lingguan Temple, and she said that she was the pillow person she asked for!" ”

"What!" The old man's voice was a little loud, and Wang Jiang turned to look at Wang Laohan!

The moment Wang Laohan saw Wang Jiang's face, he suddenly froze in place, too familiar! Isn't this the young man he buried with his own hands a few days ago, how could he come back to life and come to his own home!

Wronged souls ask for their lives! Wang Laohan immediately dragged his daughter to the corner of the wall, nervously picked up the hoe at the door, and his eyes were full of hostility!

Wang Jiang squinted his eyes, he felt the old man in front of him who he didn't know, and he seemed to be scared the moment he saw himself, did he know himself!.