Chapter 136 Poverty and Difficulty with a Kind Heart
The sky was getting darker, Ye Qianming stood in front of the stone monument in the village, and said with a fascinating way: "Niujiao Village ..."
Yang Wei and Ye Xun came from behind. Now one month has passed since the three people traveling.
Cross -Strait.
On the way, Yang Wei and Ye Xun were familiar with each other. One like a child, one was a child, and the two played all the way all the way. Ye Xun finally remembered Yang Wei's name.
It is often called "Uncle Yang", even more than "Dad", making Ye Qianming a little bit blue.
After all, Ye Xun is the same as the children of the ordinary people's home six or seven years old. They are always playing. In her eyes, Uncle Yang Wei is a person who can find fun at any time.
I like it.
Yang Wei and Ye Xun played for a while, came to Ye Qianming, and saw the three words "Niujiao Village" engraved on the stele, slightly stunned, and said to Ye Qianming.
"Red San Niang just wants to come here?"
"Um."
Ye Qianming nodded, and then looked at the distant distant villages. The refugees were a village with a refugee, murmured: "It's just this scene in front of her, but not as she wants."
"father?"
Ye Xun hugged the bear cloth puppet that Yang Wei made her, her handsome face facing Ye Qianming, Ye Qianming smiled and touched the cute daughter's head: "Nothing, let's go in."
So Ye Qianming and Yang Weichang opened the gods to block the cognition of the refugees, and walked into Niujiao Village all the way, and finally found a room with light in the center of the village. As soon as I walked into the courtyard, I heard it inside the inside.
A woman came with a dialect but a full roar.
"Sun Xile, I told you that don't bring the doll back, can our family raise it?!"
The voice of a man also came out, and said with some grievances: "Don't scare the child. Her father and mother were killed by the bandits of the small bully.
"I don't know if she is a poor baby? Who is you pity, who is pity for us? Just for the name of your village chief, how much bitter we have suffered here? The boss finally married a daughter -in -law.
Nothing ran away with a fortune teller. The second child and the older daughter -in -law did not even have a daughter -in -law. It was not enough for this family of five.
"Okay, don't be angry, come, child, call grandma ..."
"Don't let her call her!"
"Don't be afraid, grandma is actually good, come, call grandma."
"grandmother……"
After the immature child's voice spoke, the woman was silent for a moment, and then she cried and said, "I can't stand you anymore.
Crying, an old woman wiped out with tears and walked out of the door. This was a thick woman. She left countless scars, wrinkles and dark skin on her body.
It is soft, but it reveals another very persistent woman image.
As soon as the old woman wiped tears outside, she suddenly saw the three people standing in the yard. The three people who were a little embarrassed, and quickly wiped the tears and said.
"Sun Xile comes out, and outsiders are here!"
"ah?"
An old man revealed his head from the door. This old man with ordinary looks, dark skin and white hair was also surprised to see Ye Qianming. He said, "How long have you seen the guests, and how many talented talents came from where the talents came from.
ah?"
Ye Qianming laughed gentlely: "Old man, his junior is a scholar from the north. He planned to go south to the emperor to participate in the imperial examinations. On the way, he came to this Nijiao Village. When he saw that there were households here, he planned to stay for one night."
"Readers?
Sun Xile quickly walked out of a clumsy gift, and then instructed his wife: "The wife is going to prepare some pasta hot water.
Come on the house. "
The old woman did not oppose it. She just called out two sons from the house to go to another room to clean up, while the three Ye Qianming followed the old man into the door of the room, and then shocked.
There is only one big and one stove in the room that is not too big, but next to the stove, six or seven children are eating batter together. Among them, the famous girl seems to be new, sitting in the corner timidly and quietly.
Eat batter, unlike other children a few words of words.
When Ye Qianming came in, these children also looked at Ye Qianming together, and Sun Xile laughed: "This is a guest, kid, good son, good lady."
So the children spoke, and even the little girl opened her mouth quietly, saying like a model: "Good son, good lady."
"Hello!"
Yang Wei laughed, and took Ye Xun to play with the children in the past. Sun Xile was a little surprised to see this scene, but it was no response to see Ye Qianming.
The woman also came here, poured a cup of hot water, and gave the three of them a bowl of batter.
Ye Qianming and Yang Wei took the courtesy, and when they were given to Ye Xun, although the latter wanted to try it, it was still sent back by Yang Wei: "This child has eaten it.
Children eat. "
The old woman nodded with a smile, and on the other side, Ye Qianming took out a bag and gave it to Sun Xile and laughed.
"We can't borrow your land in vain, these silvers should be expenses."
"No need, we can have a scholar to live in a house, which is the blessing of the sky. Maybe we have the blessing of Wenqu Xing, and we can make a show in the future!"
Sun Xile smiled sincerely, but Ye Qianming still stuffed the bag to his hands and said, "I see the elderly are not generous. These are the intentions and make children eat more."
Listening to this, Sun Xile stunned, and then received a money bag with a smile: "Thank you so much, these factors ... so much?!"
The old man shouted, attracted the old woman, and was shocked after looking at the money bag: "So many?! How can this make?!"
To put it bluntly, the old woman grabbed the money bag to return Ye Qianming: "The son is poor, we are our blessing, it is enough to give a dozen texts, how can you make such silver ingots?"
Ye Qianming smiled. The money used by these mortals was exchanged with spiritual stone. The status of the cultivator was extremely high. There was a big gap between the exchanges between the spirit stone and the monetary of the world.
Life.
Ye Qianming has about 12 silver, which is enough for Sun Xile's family to be rich for many years.
Seeing that the two elderly people did not accept life, Ye Qianming did not collect it directly, but said: "In this case, the two elderly people are better to answer a few questions of juniors, and juniors are also a person who is keen on local local customs.
Twelve silver is nothing. "
After listening to this, Sun Xile glanced at his wife. After looking at the eyes of the silver, it was a little reluctant, but he asked carefully: "We answered some questions, so we really have to have so much money?"
"Of course, the rules in the reader's circle have always been like this."
Ye Qianming lied without blush, and by the way, he joked in his heart.
However, after listening to Ye Qianming's words, the two old people looked at the twelve silver, and they also took the initiative to think that the reader's circle was such a rule, so he nodded.
"Okay, what do you want to ask, just ask us."
Ye Qianming nodded, and then said, "I heard that this Niujiao Village was also a place like a paradise long ago. Why is this look now?"