Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 257
Mrs. Zhang didn't expect that when her grandson went out for a trip, he would bring back a noodle bag in a short while.

"Xiao Cong, what did you bring back?"

"It's ten catties of corn noodles, which was given to us by Master Meng Er."

"Master Meng Er gave it to us?" Huang asked, while reaching out to take the bag of noodles.

"Well, I didn't want it just now." Shan Xiaocong glanced at his rice vat, what Zhang and Huang didn't understand.

"Oh, we are poor and short-sighted."

What daddy said made Shan Xiaocong completely think about it.

Their family is too poor, except for Master Meng Er's rich family, the rest of Yingzuiya guard are poor.

Their family may be a little stronger than Grandpa Han's next door. He is a man. In order to make the family live better, he must follow Master Meng's family in the future.

Thinking of living a good life, he especially missed the days when he went to the mountain pass to patrol and stand guard a few days ago.

Although it was hard in those few days, the delicious food every day was something that their family could only eat during the Chinese New Year.

Oh, I can't think about it anymore, otherwise the saliva will flow out a foot long.

Outside the gate of Shan's courtyard, Qi He and Fu Xinci were waiting for Shan Xiaocong to come out, and saw the door of the small courtyard next door slightly opened from the inside, and a small head poked out quietly from behind the door.

The little boy was young, with a thin and thin body, and at first glance he was chronically malnourished.

Especially the patched clothes on his body, although they were washed clean, they made his little face pale without a trace of blood.

When he saw Qi He and Fu Xinci standing beside the donkey cart, he wasn't surprised, but his big eyes were like frightened fawns, after glancing at them, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at them again.

The little boy's every move made Fu Xinci think of Yu'er on the road to exile, and made her feel distressed.

Without thinking too much, she walked over slowly.Hearing footsteps, the little boy raised his head and looked towards the fence gate of his house.I saw the elder sister in the big lavender jacket looking at him and smiling.

He also wanted to smile back at his sister, but just smiled, and the little boy's face was dyed crimson.

It turned out to be a shy little guy,
"Wow, woof, woof." A big yellow dog squeezed out from behind the kid, looked at the stranger at the gate of the yard, and barked "Wow, woof" twice.

Maybe it didn't feel the danger, or it felt that it was too cold outside, so it yelled twice more symbolically, and then went back.

The little boy thought that the big yellow dog would scare people, so a nervous look appeared on his little face, and then he stuttered and apologized for the big yellow dog.

"Sister, Big Yellow Dog, it doesn't bite, so don't be afraid."

"Well, I'm not afraid."

The little boy didn't expect that this beautifully dressed young lady actually responded to his words, and immediately her little face seemed to be smeared with rouge.

Fu Xinci did not expect that a very ordinary sentence of hers would be so different in the little boy's mind.

Fortunately, Shan Xiaocong came out soon. When he saw the little boy, he smiled and asked, "Xiao Zhi, are Grandpa Han and Grandma Han there?"

Before the little boy could answer, an old voice came from the room, "Xiao Cong is here, we are all here." Speaking of which, a gray-haired old woman staggered out of the room.

The old man has a kind face, and the jacket on his body has been worn for many years. The patches are piled on top of each other, and the original style and color cannot be seen at all.

She knew that there were guests at the door of the house, and they were still the son of the chief family and the granddaughter of the second master Meng's family.

It's just that when she saw the little girl standing in front of the fence gate of her house, her eyes were as agile as the spring water on the mountain, she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Just as she was about to greet them, she heard a violent cough coming from the room: "Cough, cough."

"Old man." Hearing the cough, the old lady's eyes were filled with worry.Regardless of his poor legs and feet, he wanted to walk quickly to the house.

Just because he was walking so fast, he staggered and almost fell down.

The little boy standing at the door wanted to reach out to support grandma.The old lady knew how heavy her body was, but she didn't dare to put her body on top of her grandson.

Fortunately, she was able to grab the door frame with her hand, which could be regarded as supporting her body.

Fu Xinci looked at this family, the old ones, the young ones, although they didn't say anything, she could taste it. Their life was very difficult.

She didn't want to say anything unnecessary, so she turned around and carried the bag of rice noodles down.

When Qi He saw her, he moved faster than her, "Sister Fu, let me do it."

Shan Xiaocong followed behind, also picking up a bag.

Fu Xinci didn't like this dull atmosphere, so she glanced at the sky and said, "You guys send them the rice and noodles, and then we should go back, I'm afraid it will snow soon."

"Eh."

Qi He has always followed Sister Fu's lead, and Sister Fu will do whatever she says.Since Sister Fu said she wanted to go back, of course he wouldn't stay longer.

With Shan Xiaocong leading the way, he and Qi He carried the rice noodle bag in.

The little boy was a little puzzled when he saw the bags in their hands.When he heard elder brother Xiao Cong and the son of the chief family say that the food was all for their family, his big eyes were full of gratitude.

"Thank you two brothers." After the little boy finished speaking, he seemed to remember that he seemed to have forgotten someone, so he said a little shyly: "Thank you sister too."

The appearance of the little boy reminded Qi He of Yu'er, so he patted his head habitually, then squatted down and asked him: "Little brother, what's your name?"

"Brother, my name is Han Zhi." Although the little boy was a little shy all the time, he still spoke clearly.

"Okay, goodbye Xiao Zhi, you can come and play with Xiao Cong when you have free time."

"Thank you brother."

"No thanks, no thanks, as long as Xiao Zhi takes care of the puppies, we'll come back in a few days." After Qi He finished speaking, he was about to go out and go back.

The old couple in the back room knew that they were going back, so they rushed out to see them off.

It's just that the coughing person in the room coughed worse.

Hearing that the man was almost out of breath from coughing, Fu Xinci sighed imperceptibly, and then resignedly took out a small oil paper bag from his pocket.

She took a few quick steps, put the oiled paper bag into the little boy's hand, and said, "Xiaozhi, this is a cough medicine given by my sister and master. You take it in and give it to your grandfather. Let him take two pills a day. Three times, if you meet again in three days, you are going to my house, and I am giving you some pills to strengthen."

"Thank you sister." Although Xiaozhi is young, he also knows that this sister is helping them.

(End of this chapter)