It was getting dark, and the night was falling.

The cold wind, which had been temporarily resting, disappeared with the daylight, and once again whistled with teeth and claws.

The old lady, who had been away from home for an afternoon, stepped into the house with a faint light.

The old lady wore a hat on her head, her figure was slightly rickety, and her crutches were full of mud spots on the road after the snow melted.

Under the dim light, the old lady took out a neat stack of square scarves, and when she spread it out, it was a neat and flat amount of money that was pressed.

"Mother?" Yu Shuishan was surprised.

In the village, there are still people who can lend a few hundred yuan at a time.

This was a bit of a surprise to him.

The old lady stood by the fire and roasted her hands, and when her hands gradually regained consciousness, she said slowly, "This afternoon, I went to the house of Mrs. Fu in the northernmost part of the village. ”

"Aunt Fu?"

The surprise in Yu Shuishan's heart increased instead of decreasing.

Mrs. Fu is a lonely old man living in the north of the village.

It is said that in the previous famine years, there was no harvest, and the bark and wild vegetables on the mountain were dug up by nearby villagers.

Mrs. Fu worked hard to climb the back mountain to find wild vegetables, cooked a pot of wild vegetable soup, and the whole family died except for her.

It wasn't until that time that Mrs. Fu knew that the wild vegetables she dug up were poisonous.

Mrs. Fu was scolded by the people in the village openly and secretly, and was driven to the northernmost part of the village by many people.

The people in the village thought that Mrs. Fu was unlucky, and Mrs. Fu was also self-loathing, thinking that she had harmed the family, so for many years she only guarded the tattered yard and guarded her own one-third of an acre of land, and did not deal with people.

When did the mother intersect with Mrs. Fu, and she could still borrow so much money from Mrs. Fu.

Thinking so in his heart, Yu Shuishan also asked.

The old lady glanced at Yu Ping and Yu Feiwan, who were eavesdropping with their ears pricked up, "Go aside." ”

"Adults chatter, children don't keep eavesdropping."

Yu Feiwan blinked, shook the old lady's arm, and said brazenly, "Grandma, it is said that it is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow." ”

"See the truth in adversity, pay, pay grandma to borrow so much money from us, although Pingping and I are young, we also have to remember our benefactor, and we will repay the peach in the future."

It should be called Grandma Fu, right?

Yu Ping hurriedly echoed, "Grandma, I'm the same." ”

Yu Feiwan continued, "You just let us hear it, Pingping and I are not too young, and we won't talk nonsense." ”

Yu Ping: "Me too. ”

The weirdness in Yu Shuishan's heart was even better.

Adopted daughter, unfathomable.

At a young age, he spoke clearly and clearly, and he was quite particular about his choice of words and sentences.

It's not easy.

Look at Fei Fei, and then look at Yu Ping, who she also talks about, Yu Shuishan deeply feels the difference between cultured and uncultured.

Inexplicably stressed.

The old lady looked at Yu Feiwan who was blinking, and her heart softened when she thought of the purse and longevity lock left behind.

Immortals, they should listen and see more in order to understand more.

Only with more enlightenment can it be conducive to the cultivation of immortals.

As for Yu Ping, it doesn't hurt to have a relationship with immortals and get the protection of immortals.

The old lady convinced herself instantly.

She's not unprincipled, she's having faith.

"Okay."

"It's good for girls to listen to it, and they can accumulate some experience and suffer less."

There was a shallow melancholy in the old lady's voice.

"It's true that I borrowed it from my mother-in-law." The old lady first concisely told Yu Feiwan what happened to Mrs. Fu.

This is not a secret in the village.

Back then, the old and young people in the village almost forced Fu Pozi to death with a mouthful of spit.

"On weekdays, I do have no contact with Mrs. Fu."

"Mrs. Fu doesn't want to see people, and she always feels that she is a murderer."

"In the past ten years, our family has a special situation, and whoever gets involved is unlucky, so I can't deal with Mrs. Fu."

"To be honest, I really don't know Mrs. Fu well."

Yu Feiwan glanced at the eye-catching hundreds of pieces on the square scarf, and felt that the word unfamiliar was very wet.

Xu saw Yu Feiwan's doubts, and the old lady continued, "Back then, after her family died due to eating poisonous wild vegetables, she also wanted to die with her family. ”

So, she boiled another pot of soup with all the remaining wild vegetables.

"At that time, I had plenty of money in my hands and saved her."

"Basically no one knows about this."

"Over the years, I have also wondered from time to time whether she shouldn't be saved, she has been lonely and helpless all these years, and she has been condemned by her conscience day and night, and her life is really pitiful."

"Maybe it's not a bad thing to go down and be with your family."

"Because of this old friend, I went to find her."

"This money still has to be repaid."

Yu Feiwan pursed her lips, "Condemned by conscience day and night? ”

"Reuniting with family?"

"Grandma, I want to ask why only Mrs. Fu survived back then?"

The old lady blurted out: "That's because Mrs. Fu didn't drink wild vegetable soup." ”

A mocking smile overflowed at the corner of Yu Feiwan's mouth, and she said calmly, "Wild vegetables, Fu Pozi climbed to the back mountain to dig despite the wild wolf, and the wild vegetable soup was cooked by Fu Pozi, so why didn't Fu Pozi drink it?" ”

"Could it be that in a famine year, only Mrs. Fu is not hungry?"

"Whether it is the husband or children of the mother-in-law, no one shares the mother-in-law with a mouthful of wild vegetable soup."

"In other words, they have never treated Mrs. Fu as a family member."

"To put it inappropriately, maybe Mrs. Fu's family drank less wild vegetable soup back then, and they could still survive until they were lucky to be saved."

The room was silent.

The old lady was dumbfounded and hesitant, but she couldn't think of the right words for a while.

"Makes sense."

"But the family members all died because of themselves, and the guilt and pain can be understood."

Yu Shuishan is on the side and thin mud.

Yu Feiwan smiled and didn't argue again.

"Grandma, I'm just saying that Mrs. Fu is pitiful, she has been scolded for so many years, and she is not angry."

Well, maybe her heart isn't soft enough.

"Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, grandma saving Fu mother-in-law is a great achievement, it should be saved!"

The old lady looked at the square scarf, and her expression became more and more complicated.

Mrs. Fu......

was poked in the backbone and spat and scolded for so much money, and never argued.

Whether she really thinks that she killed her family, or the joints in it, Mrs. Fu gradually figured it out.

Yu Ping looked up and said stupidly, "I will definitely not let grandma, parents go hungry in the future." ”

"We don't eat wild vegetables, we eat meat!"

"Eat meat at once!"

"There is rice and wheat flour in Dunton!"

As long as you don't drink wild vegetable soup, your family will be fine.

"What about me?"

Yu Feiwan snorted lightly twice and did not follow the way.

Yu Ping crossed his waist: "You eat baked sweet potatoes!" ”

"You love baked sweet potatoes."

"Grandma, Dad, let me tell you, the sweet potatoes I roasted are delicious and crying every time you eat them at night!"

Yu Feiwan covered his face: ......

always feels that this matter will be often talked about by Yu Ping.