The sun is slanting to the west, and the sunset is brilliant, and it falls like broken gold in a small mountain village.

Changlin Village is not big, with only a few dozen families. The same family has been prosperous to this day and is under the jurisdiction of Shicheng County. It is far from Guangzhou Prefecture and even further from the capital. It is far from power and prosperity.

The village is surrounded by mountains and water, and the scenery is picturesque. There are no towering telephone poles, no signal towers with severe radiation, no annoying government propaganda slogans, some are the simplicity of fences and thatched huts, and the beauty of green mountains and green waters.

Walking into the village, he felt the beauty of the ancient countryside, very much like the legendary paradise.

He is still unfortunate in this life. His parents passed away three years ago, and he is still an orphan. However, the script has changed slightly because he has a sister.

Through the fence in the front yard, he saw a little girl who looked six or seven years old sitting on the stone steps in front of the door. She was wearing shabby local clothes, with broken shoes everywhere, and her head was wrapped in double-shaped clothes.

Yaki, a big cake face with a small collapsed nose, but her skin is fair and tender, and her lips are pink. At this time, she was sitting on the stone steps in front of the door with her cheeks. Her big black and white eyes lost some of her spirits. She was depressed.

Staring at the ants moving on the ground.

This is his sister, whose name is not clear, and her nickname is Hu Niu. As his name is, this girl is absolutely a tomboy. She is vaguely one of the children in the village. He saw Hu Niu teach a big boy with his own eyes.

It is worth mentioning that she is the only economic pillar in her family and is making money for other families to herd cattle.

squeak……

He pushed open the numb wooden door. The wooden door had no rotation shaft and was composed of two smooth wood sections. After the erosion of time, the sections had long been uneven.

Hu Niu looked up and saw him coming back, but immediately stood up, without raising her eyelids, turned around and returned to the room without saying a word.

This girl...

Although he has been here for three days, Lin Weiran has talked with this girl for less than ten words and has been in a state of "cold war". From the time he was afraid of his identity being exposed at first, to now being secretly angry, this girl is too unfair to treat him as a "

Brother, take it seriously.

However, he had to thank this girl very much. When he was hanging that day, it was because of this girl trying hard to pull him that the hemp rope on the neck was broken, which saved his life.

Walking into the hut, it looks dim and shady.

This is a poor family, very poor and very hard, and a typical family is barely left.

Old beds, tattered tables and chairs, some useful or useless clay pots, iron pots with cracks on one side, a clay pot without a lid, and two pairs of black chopsticks...

These are all the belongings.

Didn't cook?

Lin Qingran originally planned to enjoy a bowl of white porridge on the table as he used to, but found that the Eight Immortals table was empty. He frowned slightly, sighed and walked to the rice jar to prepare for cooking in person.

I have been here for three days and I have been drinking porridge. Today he plans to make some white rice.

After uncovering the wooden lid of the rice jar, Lin Weiran's face changed.

It was as empty as wild, with no grain of rice.

this……

Lin Qingran never expected that his family was so poor that there was no food. At this moment, he wanted to give his middle finger to God, as if he wanted to starve him to death.

But he didn't believe that this naive man could really starve him to death.

Lin Weiran checked the iron pot without hesitation, then walked into the room deflatedly and found Hu Niu lying on the bed, arching her body like a little shrimp, with a faint sound of her stomach roaring, obviously she was too

Very hungry.

"Hu Niu, go and borrow some food and come back!" Lin Weiran took the airs of being a brother and said in a commanding tone.

He was not a fool, and he immediately thought of borrowing, but he wanted Hu Niu to come forward. It was not that he didn't dare to borrow, but he was worried about his identity. If he was discovered, it was not the same as that, who knew that these consequences were

Will the people poisoned by feudalism burn him to death as a monster?

Lin Xuran thought that Hu Niu would act immediately, but found that she was still lying on the bed without a humming voice. She immediately walked to the head of the bed, wanting to see if the girl was sick, but found that she was sobbing.

As soon as he sat down at the head of the bed, Hu Niu choked and said, "I won't go!"

This "not going" is filled with endless grievances.

Even Lin Weiran, who was so heartless, sighed inwardly. Seeing her curling even harder, he guessed that he must have suffered a grievance. He had suffered in his previous life and felt the pain and helplessness of the poor.

Strongness is not an innate quality, it is often just a disguise to protect the soft heart.

This strong girl is probably injured, at least she can't become stronger at this moment!

Lin Weiran gave up the idea of ​​supporting her, stood up from the bedside, and decided to take action himself.

I am hungry and I can't care so much now, especially since he doesn't have the strong self-esteem of the original owner of this body. Even if he performs on stage with that maid, it is not impossible, provided that maid is beautiful enough.

But he was soon disappointed. After walking around the village, he found that most families did not cook and cook, and many children sat at the door in a daze.

This is a poor mountain village, so poor that it is purple. No wonder the mice and cockroaches are so clean that they are probably starved to death.

The moon rises to the bamboo shoots, and the waning moon seems to have become the lamp of the entire village, and few people light up the oil lamp.

Lin Qingran covered her stomach and returned with the faint moonlight. As soon as she entered the house, she heard a trembling creaking sound from the wooden door. An old man pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

Lin Qingran knew this kind-looking old man. He was the supreme ruler of Changlin Village and the patriarch of the Lin clan. He had great prestige in the village. In this feudal society based on clans and gentry, the patriarch actually had extremely high autonomy.

, and can even control the life and death of the villagers.

"Uncle, please come in!" Lin Qingran hurriedly greeted the door and made a gesture of invitation.

The old patriarch glanced at him unexpectedly, stroked his white beard, then walked over the threshold, walked into the dim house, handed him a bag and said, "Where is Hu Niu?"

Lin Xuran had already noticed the cloth bag he was carrying. At this time, he took it and reached out to touch it. He was immediately happy. He turned his head and said to the door of the room, "She is sleeping in the room!"

There was no door in the room, but I still couldn't see my fingers. The old patriarch looked inside, sighed softly, sat down at the table, and then unexpectedly looked at Lin Weiran who was busy.

"Uncle, I will take advantage of this rice first, and I will return it in the future!" Lin Qingran accepted the bag of rice with a smile, poured a bowl of water diligently, and then asked curiously: "Is Hu Niu bullied?"

The old patriarch was stunned when he picked up the bowl, looked at him in surprise, then shook his head, and said in a pretentious manner: "There is no question of bullying!"

Lin Qingran didn't say anything, looking at him and waiting for the following text.

The old patriarch took a sip of water and then continued: "Hu Niu went to Jiangcun to borrow grain today. Butler Zhao from Jiang Mansion said that your family would not repay the loan. He suggested that you sell Hu Niu to them as a maid in Jiang Mansion. At that time, this girl

I ran back in anger!"

Lin Weiran smiled bitterly on his face, this was naked and looked down upon!

But who can blame this?

The original owner of this body did not work, and the land at home had already been sold out. It was very difficult to support Hu Niu by relying on the meager income of herding cattle for others.

But Mr. Zhao was not a thief, so he actually hit Hu Niu. I'm afraid he has done such things in the past. Seeing which family is poor, he thinks about which family's children go to Jiang Mansion to be slaves and maids.

No wonder that strong girl Hu Niu was injured. After all, she might be used to exchange rice and grain, and all her pride and self-esteem would be trampled to nothing.

The old patriarch was undoubtedly a good person. He left after drinking the bowl of water. He did not force Lin Qingran to establish any proof, nor did he have any intention of taking advantage of the situation. He seemed to be here to deliver rice.

Lin Weiran sent him out of the yard and watched the old patriarch's figure disappear in the moonlight. Then he gently covered the wooden door and returned to the slightly bright thatched hut.

It surprised him very much. The rice and grain on the table disappeared, and there was a busy figure in the kitchen.

Hu Niu obviously didn't sleep, maybe it was because she was in a bad mood, maybe it was just because of her stomach, or maybe it was both.

It is unfortunate for the poor people living in this era, and hunger is common. No wonder women in the Tang Dynasty regarded fat as beauty, and they were almost tied to the rich second generation.

Cooking rice, making fire, cooking...

This is not like a little girl of six or seven years old, but like a diligent housewife. Although she is in the dark kitchen, she is doing cooking in an orderly manner and seems to be clear about everything in the kitchen.

The rice porridge in the iron pot is cooked and the aroma of rice is filled with the aroma.

"Why did I only make this a little bit?" Lin Qingran brought two clean bowls, but found that the porridge in the iron pot was pitifully small, and it was not enough for two bowls of porridge.

Hu Niu put the porridge out of the pot, looked at the spoonful of white porridge and said, "It's enough!"

It was a crisp sound with a hint of nasal sound.

Lin Qingran turned his head in surprise and looked at her. This was the warmest sentence in the past three days, filled with a little family affection. Although he didn't know what action had pleased her, this girl obviously didn't treat him so coldly.

Hu Niu carefully brought the two bowls of porridge to the Eight Immortals table in the hall, which was facing the door and was the brightest and most spacious place in the whole house.

A bowl of clear water mixed with rice grains, and a bowl of rice grain mixed with water. This is actually the first time the two of them had a meal at the same table.

"Why are you just drinking porridge?" Lin Weiran found that she chose porridge with only a little rice grains, and couldn't help but frown.

The long bench that Hu Niu sat on looked a little taller, her short legs could not reach the ground, but she had the momentum of her sister. She naturally looked up and said, "You have to use your brain to study!"

"Bad!" Lin Qingran cursed. He didn't like to be taken advantage of by others, but he didn't like to take advantage of children. He immediately distributed half of the porridge full of rice to her.
Chapter completed!