Wang Qiaoer's face was shocked.

She cried and confessed: "I was wrong at the beginning, I shouldn't have forced Fugui to recognize someone else as a father." ”

"Old man, at your age, you can't still worry about your grandson, right?"

Deng Fugui clenched his fists, but he didn't say a word.

His eyes were red, and he only felt ashamed and ashamed!

Uncle Deng wanted to speak and stopped, wanting to persuade the old village chief, but he knew his father's temper.

The old village chief looked at Deng Fugui: "This child, follow you, our old Deng family will never want it." ”

"Unless, Fugui himself says that he doesn't recognize you as a mother, then I will take care of him, and if I have a bite to eat, I will not starve him to death."

"But Fugui, do you dare to say it?" The old village chief asked.

At the beginning, he gave Deng Fugui a choice.

But that time, Deng Fugui said that he would accompany Wang Qiaoer back to Ba's house.

Uncle Deng was anxious: "Dad, you're not making it difficult for the child." ”

"Shut up!" The old village chief scolded fiercely.

His eyes were gloomy, full of maturity and complexity.

Deng Fugui followed Wang Qiao'er and was wasted.

He must be ruthless and let the child be separated from Wang Qiaoer.

When Wang Qiaoer heard this, she immediately pushed Deng Fugui next to her forward.

"From now on, I will cut off the mother-son relationship with him, I am not his mother anymore, old man, you don't care about me, and you can take care of the children."

"Fugui is still so young, you can't watch him freeze to death outside." Wang Qiao'er said, wiping her tears.

She stood up: "I'll go." ”

Unexpectedly, Deng Fugui lowered his head, knelt down at the old village chief, and kowtowed a few times.

But he said: "Grandpa, please give me and my mother a few steamed buns, I will leave with my mother, and I will not ask to recognize the Deng family." ”

"Before, my mother and I couldn't live with you, I couldn't live with my father, we will never come again, but let me abandon my mother, it is impossible, filial piety is not allowed!"

Wang Qiaoer was shocked.

She was anxious: "You stupid boy, what a dead brain!" ”

"Follow me, do you want to die?" Wang Qiaoer beat and kicked Deng Fugui, but tears flowed continuously.

She finally cried and said, "The two of us, if you can live, your mother will not be afraid of death, do you understand?" ”

Deng Fugui held Wang Qiaoer's hand tightly, and cried: "Mother, I can't let you die!" ”

saw the mother and son crying together.

The old village chief's expression was complicated, and finally, he shook his head and sighed.

Said to Uncle Deng, "Go and get them two sets of clothes, and then a bag of steamed buns." ”

"You don't want to come back again." With that, the old village chief turned around and left.

The villagers followed and left, and Liu's sister-in-law looked at Deng Fugui hesitantly.

Although there is a conflict between her and Wang Qiaoer, everyone is a person with children.

Sister-in-law Liu couldn't bear it, so she stuffed the scarf and gloves she was wearing to Deng Fugui.

"Take it." After that, she turned around and left, for fear that Deng Fugui would catch up with her and return it to her.

The villagers of Xiangyun Village were given felt hats and cloats.

At the beginning, Shen Ningning asked them to stock up on clothes and food, so every family is now under no pressure.

In the event of a snow disaster, it will not have any effect.

They all pity Deng Fugui and know that he is in a dilemma between his parents.

Deng Fugui felt the kindness of Xiangyun Village, and tears fell like rain.

Wang Qiaoer regretted it even more.

At the beginning, she left haughtily, and she also looked down on these villagers.

She always felt that marrying the Ba family was a master.

Who would have thought that when they were in trouble, it was still this group of people who they once looked down on to help them.

The villagers left one after another, and Deng Fugui kowtowed one by one to thank him.

Until Uncle Deng came with clothes and food.

He saw that Deng Fugui was wearing thin, so he wrapped his big hair around the child's body.

Touching Deng Fugui's frozen little face, Uncle Deng's eyes turned red.

"Son, you've grown taller."

Deng Fugui glanced at Wang Qiao'er and saw her nodding tearfully, so he dared to cry and shouted: "Dad!" ”

Deng Fugui threw himself into Uncle Deng's arms in one fell swoop.

He didn't even live as good as his subordinates in the Ba family.

Bearing the title of young master, everyone said that he was raised by a little mother.

Neither was born to Ba Deshun, but even his mother's child, and treated him like a dog at home.

Wang Qiao'er stood up and patted the snow foam on the child and herself.

"Fugui, we have to go."

Uncle Deng reluctantly took his son's hand.

Deng Fugui said: "When the natural disaster passes, if I am still alive, I will come to see my father again." ”

When Uncle Deng heard this, his heart immediately softened.

watched him and Wang Qiaoer leave in the deep snow.

"Wait!" Uncle Deng chased after him and gave Wang Qiao'er a bunch of keys.

He looked back at the entrance of the village, and no one noticed.

Uncle Deng said in a hurried tone: "I am in Guangyang County, and there is a small firewood courtyard. ”

"I stocked up on food and wood there, which were originally for emergency use, so you can live there and use them first."

Wang Qiao'er raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Really? Give us a stay? That...... What should he do, old man, if he knows? ”

Uncle Deng sighed: "I won't tell my father for the time being, but I'm all for the sake of the child." ”

Wang Qiao'er followed him and said: "I know, for the sake of wealth and wealth, I can give up my life, don't worry." ”

Deng Fugui remembered Uncle Deng's kindness and wanted to kowtow to him.

But he was supported by Uncle Deng, he wiped his tears and said: "You are my own son, I should take care of you, Fugui, you take care of yourself and your mother." ”

Seeing the two of them leave, Uncle Deng returned to the village satisfied.

Liu's sister-in-law had already returned home and saw Uncle Liu making quilts for her son.

She sighed: "It was good to listen to you at the beginning, I sold more than half of my things, and the remaining quilt and jacket, if the weather is colder, it will not be enough." ”

Uncle Liu didn't look up, and said calmly: "Let's sew all the quilts together, a family of three, it's enough." ”

Sister-in-law Liu felt sad for a while.

She sat next to Uncle Liu and tugged at his sleeve.

"You say, can we ask Ning Ning ......?"

"No way!" Before she finished speaking, Uncle Liu had already scolded her.

He glared at the tiger: "You didn't listen to Ning Ning at the beginning, you had to sell things." ”

"Now that I regret it, I can't beg Ning Ning to pity you, we will suffer the suffering you have done!"

Sister-in-law Liu's eyes were red, and she scolded in a hurry.

"Didn't I also prescribe medicine for our baby in exchange for some silver? You're going to blame me now! ”

"The whole village has a good life, just we are cold, I watch you and your children suffer with me, don't I blame myself in my heart!"

She wiped her tears: "Ask Ning Ning, and you won't lose a piece of meat!" ”

Uncle Liu threw the quilt on the kang.

He said in a strong tone: "Anyway, I just don't agree. ”

Watching Uncle Liu go to the kitchen to light the fire, Sister-in-law Liu's heart ached.

At this time, in the imperial dining room of the palace.

All the imperial chefs and cooks stood at the door, watching Shen Ningning step on the stool and stand by the stove to work.

The little guy boiled the water, and the cold water touched the hot pot, making a loud noise, and the white smoke was bubbling slowly.

She skillfully dropped a few herbs and ginseng whiskers and stirred them gently.

Then he opened the purse he was carrying, and there were some spices in it.

The imperial chef's eyes widened, wanting to steal from the master to learn the arts, but he found that what Shen Ningning put was the most ordinary thing.

Salt, sugar, pepper, and two handfuls of grass like shallots.

Finally, the little one cuts the white radish into pieces, serves it with two fried eggs, and makes a pot of soup.

When she was ready, the cook girls hurriedly stepped forward, loosened the apron for the little one, and gently pinched her little arm to relax for her.

The imperial chef shouted: "The soup is up, send it to His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

The eunuch and the palace maid rushed in, first tested the poison, and then asked the imperial doctor to see it, confirmed that it was correct, and sent it to Zichen Palace.

The Great Imperial Chef quietly stopped Shen Ningning.

He rubbed his hands, exhaled a mouthful of white mist, and asked flatteringly: "County Lord, you make soup, just put something like that?" ”

"yes, it's as simple as that." Shen Ningning nodded.

The Grand Chef was surprised.

Just such a simple soup can make the prince's cold get better in two days?

They had concocted the same method before, but the prince drank it, and it didn't work at all.

(End of chapter)