Group pet little lucky girl: Jiaojiao bag brings the whole family rich

Chapter 86
outside the house.

Fat Miao'er carefully looked at the two men in front of him.

They were wearing blue coarse cloth clothes, the sleeves were a bit short, and a few holes were simply mended with thread, as if they were pieced together, and the middle part had been washed and turned white.

They wore worn-out straw sandals, the forefoot was slightly open, and the toes were barely visible.

Among them, the older one was wrinkled and looked very old. His body was so thin that only his bones remained, as if he would fall if a gust of wind blows.

The young one was fine, about 20 years old, with sunken eye sockets and slightly dark skin.

Fat Miao'er searched the memory of the original owner, but couldn't find the shadow of these two people. She swore that neither the original owner nor she had seen these two people.

"I-I am..."

The old man's fingers trembled with excitement and he was speechless.

Seeing this, Zhou Laosan immediately stepped forward and introduced: "Fat Miao'er, this is your grandfather, and this is your uncle."

Grandpa?

Uncle?

Fat Miao'er was stunned, and then remembered that Zhou Laosan once said that he would let the people from the caravan bring them a message, but he didn't expect them to come so quickly.

"Little fat meow, grandpa is here."

The old man couldn't restrain his emotions anymore, the tears in his eyes fell instantly, and he opened his arms to hug Fat Miao'er.

In the end, she just used those haggard hands like bark to touch her black hair repeatedly and repeatedly.

"That's great! You've grown up so much, the last time I saw you, you were still a little kid!"

The old man carefully painted Fat Meow's eyebrows and eyes inch by inch.

last time?

Fat Miao'er blinked, she really didn't remember.

"Grandpa, dad, uncle, let's go into the house!"

Fat Miao'er politely invited the three of them into the main room and poured water to make tea.

After some introductions, Fat Miao'er learned from the two that the older one was called Su Dashan, the younger one was called Su Qingfeng, and her mother was called Su Qingmei.

"Grandpa Su, you haven't eaten yet. There are ready-made ones at home. You should take a bite first."

Liu Ye'er spoke in a soft voice, while instructing Wei Shu to buy vegetables and meat.

"No, no, kid, don't bother, we've already eaten." Su Dashan hurriedly stopped him.

They arrived at Zhou's house early in the morning, had breakfast at Zhou's house, stayed for a while, and after asking about the situation, they hurriedly followed Zhou Laosan here.

At this time, he had already learned from Zhou Laosan that Fat Miao'er and the four little beggars were married to Jinlan.

Not only that, the life of the five children is getting better and better, with a little money in their hands.

In fact, Zhou Laosan didn't need to say it, Su Dashan looked at the courtyard and the bright yellow corn all over the courtyard, and knew that Fat Miao'er must be doing well.

"Your uncle and I came here this time because we received a letter from your father. We originally wanted to take you back..."

Su Dashan licked his dry lips, picked up the cup and drank two sips of water to moisten his mouth.

His original plan was indeed to lead Fat Miao'er back to the mountains. Although the mountains were poor, and sometimes they couldn't even eat and had to chew tree roots, it was better than Fat Miao'er wandering outside as a child.

Now that he saw Fat Miao'er and heard about her situation, he couldn't make up his mind and wanted to ask Fat Miao'er for her opinion.

"What do you think, are you willing to go back with grandpa?"

"It's good, I don't want to go." Fat Miao'er shook her head.

This answer was expected by Su Dashan, he didn't feel lost, but relieved.

"Yes, this place is very good. There are earthen houses and food, which is much better than in Dashan." Su Dashan looked at the room seriously.

It is built with mud, which is durable and cold-proof.

Unlike their mountains, which are full of wooden houses, they are shivering in the cold in winter, and when they are short of food and clothing, it will kill them!
"Grandpa, come here and stay for a few more days!"

Fat Miao'er was sitting at the table, leaning on her chin, with big black eyes, looking at Su Dashan and Su Qingfeng in surprise.

This is her relative.

how many days?
Su Dashan nodded: "Okay, just stay for a few more days this time."

He figured, as long as he can get back before the winter snow blocks the mountains.

"I originally planned to stay for two more days, one is to sell the fur for some food, and the other is to ask my in-laws to help find a marriage."

When the word "marriage" was mentioned, Su Dashan smiled.

"Marriage?" Fat Miao'er looked at Su Qingfeng.

"Uncle is getting married?"

Right!Su Qingfeng is 20 years old this year, and he has reached the age to get married.

"It's not him." Su Dashan shook his head immediately.

With a wry smile, he said, "The children in the mountains dare not look at the girls in the village."

The mountains are poor, there is no land and no food, but those who can get by will never marry their daughters into the mountains.

"I'm talking about your aunt." Su Dashan said.

The Su family has three sons and two daughters, namely Su Qingshu, Su Qingmu, Su Qingmei, Su Qingfeng, and Su Qingxing. Among them, Su Qingxing is the youngest, only 16 years old.

"Xing'er's child is just like your mother. He has a good temper, is steady, and works neatly, but he doesn't have the sign of your mother."

When Su Qingmei was mentioned, Su Dashan couldn't help wiping away his tears.

The mountain road is rugged, and people in the mountain may not be able to come out once in a few years. The last time I went down the mountain was Su Qingmei who remarried to Zhou's family, and he attended as her mother's family.

Who would have thought that this visit was a world apart, and he didn't even see his daughter for the last time.

"I thought your mother was a blessed one. Both Cheng Yi and the third child treated her very well, but it turned out..." Su Dashan's voice choked up.

Seeing this, Fat Miao'er quickly took out the newly bought embroidered handkerchief and handed it over.

"Grandpa, don't cry, just wipe away your tears!"

Fat Miao'er was not the original owner, and she had never met Su Qingmei, so naturally she couldn't talk about feelings.

But looking at Su Dashan's tearful appearance, her heart felt like being grabbed by hands, and she panicked.

"Hey! Don't cry, don't cry, don't talk about this."

Su Dashan shook his head, and reached out to take the embroidered handkerchief, but just as he was about to touch it, he took it back with a "violence".

The handkerchief was too clean, so he didn't dare to use it. He raised his sleeve and wiped away his tears.

"The village has land, food to eat, and a garden to grow vegetables. I think marrying your aunt is better than living in the mountains all my life."

"When the time comes, you will be close, and you will still be able to rely on each other."

Su Dashan thought, Mei Niang is gone, Zhou Laosan will continue, the Zhou family is already unreliable.

Especially Fat Miao'er, who was kicked out by the Zhou family, he really didn't dare to count on the Zhou family to help take care of Fat Miao'er.

At this time, we can only try our best to let the little girl marry to Dashi Village.

Blood relatives are always better than outsiders.

"By the way...we also brought some furs and some mountain goods this time." Su Dashan pulled the burlap bag beside him down in front of him.

This bag has been carried on Su Qingfeng's shoulders before. Fat Miao'er has noticed it a long time ago, and is still curious about what is inside it?
(End of this chapter)