Farming in Nongmen: After breaking off the marriage, she became the favorite of Lord Hou

Chapter 87 The most important person of Lord Hou
Savior?

Yu Qingqing was dubious, her little expression was very intriguing.

Lanzi turned around and knocked on the door, lowered her head and shouted, "Is anyone home? Someone..."

Not finished.

A woman wearing a headscarf and coarse cloth stood at the door, looking directly at Lanzi with a smile on her face.

With a delicate face and deep dimples, she must have been a rare beauty when she was young.

She murmured in a low voice, "Miss Lanzi, the old woman has been waiting for a long time, it's freezing outside, hurry up and warm up inside."

"Thank you, Aunt Wen." Lan Zi smiled slightly.

Looking at Yu Qingqing again, "Girl, hurry up and get in the house."

Only then did Aunt Wen turn her gaze to Yu Qingqing and take a closer look.

He is really handsome, with a beautiful face, but he is a little young.

Just now Xuan Mu came over and told him that there is a distinguished guest tonight, and he needs to stay in the humble house for one night, so he must be well received.

I thought it was Master Hou, but I didn't expect it to be two young girls.

With a smile on her face, Aunt Wen lowered her head and said, "The woman has seen the girl."

This is a big gift, Yu Qingqing quickly helped her up, and politely said, "Aunt Wen can't do it, just call me Qingqing from now on."

Her little face was flushed red from the cold, and her eyes were slightly squinted like crescent moons.

The candle lights in the house were brightly lit, a pile of firewood was burning in the center, and a few potatoes were simmering beside it.

Aunt Wen moved a bench and placed it next to the fire, "Girl, please sit down."

As he spoke, he wiped the dust on the stool with his cuff.

"My wife, I'm back?" The man's thick voice sounded outside the courtyard, and his walking was a little bumpy.

He also carried a white rabbit in his hand.

His facial features are correct, his sallow face is full of vicissitudes.

Aunt Wen hurriedly stepped out of the room, welcomed the man in, and complained a little, "Why are you coming back now? Hurry up and dust off the mud on your body, there are distinguished guests."

She is quick-tempered, and she gets started as soon as she talks.

When he came back, the man saw the carriage outside the door, approached Aunt Wen, and asked in a low voice, "Is it... Lord Hou?"

"Don't ask too much, he is the most important person of Lord Hou." Aunt Wen whispered, with a smile on her face.

The winter in the north is extremely cold, and ordinary people generally stay at home.

Those who have surplus food at home can generally last until the beginning of spring.

The man is Aunt Wen's husband, Uncle Liu, who is honest and honest.

Five years ago, he was tricked by the town's butcher, Fatty You, and asked him to use his wife to pay off his debts.

He refused, and was almost beaten to death in the street, but fortunately he met Wei Yu who was passing by.

Wei Yu didn't want to meddle in this kind of nosy at first, but Aunt Wen was begging and crying heartbreakingly.

He thought of his mother.

That year, she begged her father in the same way...

Out of compassion, he made an exception to help Uncle Liu, and even threw the butcher into the dungeon.

In this way, Uncle Liu brought Mrs. Wen to live in obscurity in the village.

Every time Lord Hou passed by this place, he stayed there for a while.

Yu Qingqing didn't pay attention to the conversation outside the courtyard at all, her eyes were fixed on the delicious potato beside the fire.

She was so slanderous that she drooled.

Swallowing his saliva forbearance, he took a small stick and pulled it.

Seeing this, Lanzi looked at her suspiciously, thinking that the girl would want to eat these dark potatoes, right?

Don't just think about it.

She will eat.

The potatoes rolled down to Qingqing's feet with white wood ash, she rolled up her sleeves and picked them up.

Startled Lanzi, he quickly said, "Girl, this is very hot, put it down quickly."

A sharp voice ushered in the couple who were outside the door.

Aunt Wen asked worriedly, "What happened?"

Yu Qingqing flipped Lanzi away, the girl was taken aback.

There was an awkward smile on her pink lips, and she responded, "It's okay, auntie, I just want to eat a baked potato?"

As she spoke, she looked at the black ball in her hand, and the fragrance wafted out, and she couldn't help but shrugged her nose.

Yes, this is the taste.

I remember when I was young, I had nothing to eat, so I stole the potatoes and sweet potatoes at home with the children in the village, hid on the hillside, and roasted potatoes with firewood.

Her mouth was full of food, she couldn't help smiling when she thought of this.

But... there is no going back.

Holding a potato in her white and tender hands, for Yu Qingqing, it was a memory.

The scorching temperature touched her skin, and Aunt Wen was afraid of burning her, so she said in a panic, "Girl, be careful of burning, Uncle Liu brought a hare back, this... don't eat the potatoes."

The village is frozen three feet, except for some potatoes, there is nothing to treat sweet potatoes.

Uncle Liu happened to catch this hare after squatting for two or three days.

Yu Qingqing looked at the wrinkled man at the door, she couldn't say that she was a good match for Aunt Wen.

An old man, even if he is old, he can still see some charm.

There should be a long story between them, why are they so sentimental today?

Yu Qingqing lowered her head and smiled slightly, and threw the potato from her left hand to her right. "Aunt Wen, this rabbit is as white as snow. It is very cute. Don't kill it. I like to eat this potato very much."

As he said that, he couldn't wait to peel it off. The fragrant roasted potato smell made the Lanzi next to him greedy.

I usually eat it myself, but why do I feel a different taste when I come to the girl?

Seeing Yu Qingqing's delicious food, Aunt Wen was really happy from the bottom of her heart.

This girl is not only beautiful but also kind.

She winked at Uncle Liu, turned around and went to the simple leaky stove, and took out something from a large jar.

Turning around and coming back, she handed the things in her hand to Yu Qingqing, and said kindly, "Girl, you take these and eat them on the way."

Yu Qingqing opened it and took a look.

It was jerky wrapped in oiled paper, and they were of different sizes. It was obvious that Aunt Wen made it herself.

Maybe... This is the only New Year's goods for others.

Things can be collected, but they can't be taken for nothing, and I am about to take money out of my pocket.

But Lanzi dropped the potatoes in his hand, got up quickly, and protected Yu Qingqing, Aunt Wen...the three behind him.

Looking out of the courtyard with vigilant eyes, he said in a mosquito-like voice, "Shhh...don't make any noise."

Night, surprisingly quiet.

But the wild dogs in the village couldn't bark wildly, and Lanzi with sharp ears could still hear the sound of scattered footsteps.

Yu Qingqing looked out of the courtyard, and leaned into Lanzi's ear, "What happened?"

"Someone is approaching the courtyard." Lan Zi stared at the door without blinking.

But he squatted down slowly, and picked up a stick with a thick wrist beside the fire.

Yu Qingqing frowned, why didn't she hear anything?

In the middle of the night, is it a robber?But... Aunt Wen's house doesn't have any precious things?

Thinking about it, but forgetting about myself.

"Uncle Liu, take the girl and auntie to the back room." Lanzi spun her body and pushed Yu Qingqing.

His eyes were sharp, and when he tilted his head, a long sword stabbed towards him, as fast as lightning.

Yu Qingqing's expression was tense, and a fierce face flashed in front of her.

If Lanzi hadn't pushed her, she might have been hit by the sword.

(End of this chapter)