"No, no, old man, there is no need to be so polite," Yang Tian advised.

He knew that a poor family like this would keep an old hen mostly to let the hen lay eggs and supplement the family's insufficient nutrition.

In this case, the value of this old hen to the entire family is very high. It would be too expensive to kill it for meat.

"No, no, no, this is not polite, this is necessary.

You saved my child, she is my real treasure.

What's a chicken compared to her safety?"

The old lady said seriously, and she was about to get up and catch the chicken.

"Grandma, don't move, just sit down," Cynthia came over, gently pressed Grandma's shoulders, and said softly, "Wait for me to change clothes, and I'll go cook.

Grandma, just chat with your benefactor. He doesn’t seem to be familiar with this area. Please introduce it to him."

After saying that, Cynthia smiled shyly at Yang Tian, ​​then turned and went back to the bedroom, closing the creaking wooden door, obviously going to change clothes.

The old lady actually listened to Cynthia and stopped going to the backyard to catch the chickens herself.

She invited Yang Tian to sit down at the wooden table, picked up the old wooden teapot, poured Yang Tian a cup of hot tea, and placed it in front of him.

"Mr. Yang, please have a cup of hot tea.

It's cold, drinking tea will keep you warm," the old lady said kindly.

"Okay," Yang Tian picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

This tea is different from the usual tea on earth.

It is not brewed with special tea leaves.

Rather...it seems to be brewed from some other herbs and a few medicinal materials.

Relatively speaking, there is no real astringency of tea, but it is more like a drink with some herbal ingredients. The taste is quite interesting and very refreshing.

After drinking a cup of hot tea, the remaining chill in my body was completely eliminated.

"Where is Mr. Yang from?

Our village is very close to the edge, and few travelers pass by here," the old lady asked curiously.

"I...to be honest, I don't remember it clearly.

I seem to have encountered some troubles along the way, suffered some head impacts, and have some memory loss." Yang Tian still used the same rhetoric to deal with Cynthia, "Now, I can't remember many things. I can only

Take it one step at a time and see when you can remember the past."

"ah?"

The old lady opened her eyes slightly, "Can't you remember anything?

Is the injury serious?

Is the injury healed?

Where is the wound?

Let me help you take a look?"

Yang Tian smiled bitterly and said: "The wound has completely healed, it's fine, and nothing can be seen.

It’s just that the memory hasn’t been restored yet.”

"This..." There was a hint of regret and distress in the old woman's eyes, "How could such a kind-hearted person like you encounter such a thing... This is really heart-wrenching."

Yang Tian smiled slightly and said: "Actually, it's nothing. It's good if you still have life. Memory and other things will be recovered sooner or later."

"But, you can't find your way home like this..." The old lady frowned slightly, paused, and said, "You can't think of anything like this, and it's too risky to act outside again.

Otherwise... you can stay in our village for a while and wait until your memory recovers to become more powerful.

If you don't mind it, you can stay at our house, and I'll just ask Cynthia to make the bed."

"Eh?"

Yang Tian was slightly startled, "Wouldn't this be too disturbing?"

"how come?

My benefactor, you are too kind!"

The old lady said seriously, "If you don't mind our poor living conditions, please stay here.

This is the only cheap way we can repay you."

"Of course I don't mind. I... really haven't settled down yet," Yang Tian smiled, "Since you have said so, old man, then... I would rather obey your orders than be respectful."

Judging from the sky, it should be already afternoon, almost evening.

After dinner, night will gradually fall.

Yang Tian, ​​who had lost his strength, would definitely not be able to eat, drink dew, and sleep on the ground in the ice and snow.

You have to find a place to stay.

Now that Cynthia's family is willing to take him in, it's a big help.

"Squeak -" Yang Tian and the old lady were chatting when they heard the sound of the door opening from behind - it was the bedroom door.

Yang Tian looked back... slightly surprised.

Due to the effect of the Warm Sun Curse, the temperature in the village is suitable.

Cynthia also took off her plush winter coat and changed into a long cotton skirt similar to autumn clothing.

The skirt was very old, as if it had been worn for a long time. There were many patches on it and it felt a little tattered, but it was very clean and turned slightly white after washing.

Such a shabby skirt cannot be called beautiful, but the person wearing it is an out-and-out beauty.

She has long burgundy curly hair, exuding the elegance of a fairy tale princess. She does not have the luxurious copper odor of reality, but only has the purity and freshness of a fairy tale.

Her petite face is pretty and delicate, with a hint of redness blown out by the cold wind, which makes her look even more delicate and lovely.

The big, watery eyes, the straight and white nose, the bright red and small lips... everything is as exquisite as a work of art, and there is still a bit of childishness of a little girl, making it even more pure and cute.

And that slender, tender, concave and convex figure can be called a clothing rack. Even wearing such tattered clothes, it still highlights the graceful curves, full of girlish charm, and makes people fascinated.

What a beautiful girl - Yang Tian couldn't help but sigh.

No wonder Clark would rather abandon the village chief's daughter and pursue Cynthia.

"Uh..." As soon as Cynthia came out, she felt Yang Tian's direct gaze.

There were many boys staring at her on weekdays, but those gazes were more or less annoying to her, too intense.

And Yang Tian's current gaze, although there is a touch of warmth, is not very aggressive, as if it is just appreciation.

This kind of gaze made her unable to dislike it for a while, and she even felt a touch of joy and excitement in her heart.

And when she discovered the excitement in her heart, she suddenly felt very embarrassed, her face turned even redder, she lowered her head slightly and whispered: "Mr. Yang?

I...Is there something...on my face?"

When Yang Tian heard this, he smiled, retracted his gaze, and said openly: "No, it's just because it looks good, so I couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
Chapter completed!