"That's right, I'm awake and I'm worried about you!"

Zhang Mouren said with a smile.

That's right, he woke up!

After living for three lifetimes, he has done nothing, and the scenery has been majestic, maybe he is tired of the kind of thing that keeps killing and cultivating, and in this life, he suddenly just wants to live a dull life.

Looking at the excited appearance of the two little girls, Zhang Mouren smiled, from now on, he is no longer the admired Douwu Emperor, but an ordinary crop man, Niu Dali

Well, the name is ordinary!

He likes it, though!

Ordinary with elegance, elegance with vulgarity, and vulgarity with high character.

"Brother Dali, don't move, I'll call you a doctor now!" Li Xianglan cried with joy, hurriedly stood up, and was about to go out to ask for a doctor.

"No, I'm already fine!" Niu Dali took her hand, Li Xianglan's hand was very rough due to the perennial rough work.

He knew that Li Xianglan didn't have any money to hire a doctor, even if she really invited a doctor, she would be kicked out by Mrs. Qian on the grounds that she had no money, and even Li Xianglan would have to face Mrs. Qian's humiliation.

And Mrs. Qian is his vicious stepmother.

Looking at Li Xianglan's withered and haggard face, and the pretty face in her memory, it has gradually merged, in the past few years, Li Xianglan has really not been easy, she was originally less than thirty years old, and she is also the most beautiful and mature age for a woman, but she looks like a forty or fifty-year-old woman.

Looking at the two thin little girls again, the eldest girl was obviously eight years old, but she didn't look as good as six years old, he couldn't help but clench his fists.

Although the original owner Niu Dali also loves his wife and daughter, because he is too stupid and filial, he listens to whatever his stepmother says, obviously he is only a six or seven-year-old child, but he has to get up early every day and do a lot of housework.

On the contrary to their family, his stepbrother, a half-disciple, raised their children like the children of large families.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of them!"

When this sentence was silently recited in his heart, the consciousness that the original owner Niu vigorously hid in the depths of his heart completely dissipated.

Before the soul was completely fused, Niu Dali only felt a little sleepy, and after comforting Li Xianglan and the two girls for a few words, he fell asleep.

Li Xianglan thought that he was just getting well and really wanted to rest, so she didn't bother him, and cautiously took the two girls out of the house.

I don't know how long it took, Niu Dali came to his senses, and at this moment there was a faint candlelight in the room.

He sat up and looked around.

This is a thatched hut made of thatched bamboo, which used to be used by the old cow's family to keep chickens and cows, and later he got married, so he changed this cowshed into a thatched house.

This is the gap, other people's parents will build a decent loess house for their married son even if they are poor, but Niu Dali's parents found a cowshed at random and changed it into a thatched hut that can live in people.

The thatched hut was not large, it looked very dilapidated, and there was nothing in it, except for an old table and three chairs, which looked very undurable and seemed to collapse at any moment.

Raising his eyes, looking at the roof where he could faintly see the moonlight, he was afraid that when it rained, it would leak everywhere, and it was such a pitiful thatched hut, but his family of four would live.

At this moment, Li Xianglan and her two daughters are sleeping in front of the table.

Li Xianglan slowly raised her head as if she heard something, and when she saw Niu Dali sitting on the bed, she suddenly looked surprised, and said, "Brother Dali, you are awake!"

In fact, Li Xianglan was nervous on this day, she was worried that her husband's waking up at noon was just a temporary return, and now when she saw him wake up, she suddenly became happy.

"Brother Dali, you haven't eaten for a few days, you must be hungry, right?" Li Xianglan hurriedly walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, stretched out her hand to her chest, and suddenly two white steamed buns appeared in front of her.

Niu Dali was stunned, and before he could react, Li Xianglan directly stuffed two steamed buns into his hands.

"Eat it! I secretly left two steamed buns for you at noon. Li Xianglan looked at him with expectant eyes.

Niu Dali looked down at the two steamed buns, which were hot, but the point was that these were steamed buns during the day, and they were still hot.

"Ahem, don't worry, I won't move!!"

Niu vigorously coughed a few times.

Li Xianglan blushed even more.

Looking at the two steamed buns in his hand, remembering that these two steamed buns were secretly left to him by Li Xianglan, Niu Dali was puzzled: "You didn't tell my father and mother that my illness has been cured, so they didn't leave me food?"

"I said it, but as soon as my father and mother entered the house, I saw you lying motionless on the bed, and I thought... I lied to them. The more Li Xianglan said, the lower her head drooped.

Niu Dali suddenly understood what Li Xianglan meant, his father and mother thought that Li Xianglan said that he was fine, and he was planning to trick them into asking for a doctor, but he didn't even check it, so he concluded that he was not saved?

He sneered in his heart, and felt pathetic, this is his parents in this life, it is better to be an orphan in the previous two lives.

Thinking about it, Li Xianglan must have been scolded by Mrs. Qian.

"Brother Dali, don't think about it, you have been sick for so long, you must be hungry, eat it while it's hot and take care of your body!" Li Xianglan comforted.

Hot?

Well, the steamed bun at noon is still hot, and it can indeed be called while it is hot, but he just can't eat it?!

Niu Dali's face was embarrassed, looking at the two steamed buns in his hands, and he didn't know where to start.

"This... I don't seem to be hungry!"

He smiled, but at this moment, in the silent and dim room, there was a sudden strange sound of "gurgling".

Niu Dali was dumbfounded.

The urge to dig a pit and bury myself.

That's too much of a slap in the face, isn't it?

Just now I said that I was not hungry, but now my stomach directly makes a protesting "gurgling" sound.