Chapter 87: The Age of Knowledgeable Youths is Delicate and Soft (10)
Feng Zhi had already dropped his luggage and came out, walked past Fu Shi without squinting, and followed the old lady into the stove room.
There are two rats in the stove room, and there are two sea bowls on a blackened wooden table, and a small plate of pickle gnocchi that I don't know how long I have eaten.
Mrs. Li beckoned Fengzhi to sit down and placed one of the bowls in front of her.
There was only rice soup in the bowl, and her bowl was the only one where she could see rice grains, but there were not many of them, and they needed to be stirred and stirred to float.
Mrs. Li's bowl is completely water, no wonder she looks black and thin.
As soon as she sat down, Mrs. Li whispered to Fengzhi: "Ya'er, just now the girl in the city in the grain field said that this kid is rich, and you cooperate with me for a while, let's blackmail him!" ”
Fengzhi was silent, and Mrs. Li agreed to it.
She chattered: "There is no food at home, and your little work will not be able to exchange much food after this autumn harvest, and it is estimated that you will not survive this winter." ”
"Grandma showed you a mother-in-law in the town, and when you get the money, Grandma will take you to the town to buy good clothes, you go to meet the man, if you look at the right eye, you can live a better life after marrying in the town."
No matter how bad her image is outside, she is just an old lady who loves her granddaughter at home.
Fengzhi lowered his head and drank the rice soup, not knowing what he was thinking.
"You did it on purpose?" She asked Margher in her heart.
Engage in this kind of character to make her realize that there is true love in the world.
She felt that she was already very good, and that the world had never thought of killing people.
The old god Maggie is saying: "I don't know what the host is talking about. This old lady is so pitiful, she is about to starve to death, and she gives her granddaughter a thick bowl of porridge, probably because she realizes that she can't survive this winter, and she has thought about the future for her granddaughter, which is really moving. 】
"I can kill her early and help her get free." Fengzhi said.
[......] Maggie: [Can you fucking be a person!] I'll fuck you uncle, it's your tits! You're dear! You're fucking crazy, you can say that! 】
The wind branch is comfortable.
One day if I didn't listen to Maggie jump to her feet and scold, I felt uncomfortable.
Maggie was still scolding, and Fengzhi listened to its scolding, although it polluted her ears, but it had a unique flavor.
I really couldn't drink a few sips of this rice soup, and I didn't even eat a meal in five minutes.
Mrs. Li put away the dishes to wash, and boiled a large pot of water for Fengzhi to bathe.
Fengzhi sat in front of the stove and lit the fire.
Fu Shi, who had been hesitating outside for a long time, walked in slowly, looked at the situation in the stove room and was slightly stunned, and said vaguely: "I'll get some water and clean up." ”
I thought they were eating, and when they saw him, they could invite him, but he sat in the car for a day without a drop of water, and he was so hungry.
I didn't expect them to eat so quickly!
Sure enough, it was fake to call him over enthusiastically at the beginning, I'm afraid that I didn't like something about him, so I called him over?
Fu was in a complicated mood, and came in with a basin to fetch water from the water tank.
The old lady who was washing the dishes rolled her eyes and said in a strange yin and yang aura without raising her head: "Ouch, this water is hard to beat~"
"There is no well at home, and my maids have to go to the village well to pick it up, and they have to do these jobs when they are still so young......"
She looked at Fu Shi's increasingly ugly face with her eyes, and was very satisfied, "The firewood in the stove house can be sold for a lot of money if you sell it in the village, and it is also the ...... that my family worked hard to pick up in the mountains."
"I'll give the money!" Fu thought that the old lady wanted him to help carry water and firewood.
He couldn't do this kind of work, so he took out a large unity from his pocket and slapped it on the table, and said expressionlessly: "Is it enough?" ”
The little young master, who had never suffered hardship, didn't know the prices in the countryside, so after thinking about it, he took out a big unity and put it on the table, and said arrogantly: "After the farming is over, the village chief should find someone to build a new Zhiqing point, and I will move away when the time comes, and the money should be enough to buy water and firewood during this time." ”
Mrs. Li's cloudy eyes lit up, "Enough is enough, you gay man is really outside!" Since you live in my house, of course you can use it casually! ”
Mrs. Li said this, but she was not slow at all, rubbed clean water on her body, and put the money in her pocket.
I praised this injustice in my heart.
This money can be saved, and their mother-in-law and grandson can spend two or three months.
Fu Shi snorted coldly and left the stove room with a basin of water.