Wang Ye's foodie farm concubine

Chapter 2563 A Bowl of Wontons

"Tsk, tsk, that woman left simply. The fool is still lying on the ground, probably still waiting for her to go find him."

The weather was changing rapidly, and the originally bright moon was blocked by dark clouds that came from nowhere. How could the weak moon be able to defeat the dark clouds that came out in groups, so the moon was bullied and cried.

Raindrops fell on Cang Muxi's face lying on the ground, one drop, two drops, countless drops, and finally his whole body was soaked by the rain.

He didn't seem to feel anything and just lay there motionless.

The next morning, he was discovered by an old man who had been selling breakfast early in the morning. He quickly found someone to help him to his stall.

Looking at Cang Muxi who was still breathing but his eyes were lifeless, the uncle shook his head and sighed. This was all caused by himself.

"Come and get something to eat to warm yourself up."

Cang Muxi stretched out his hand stiffly and took the porcelain bowl from the uncle's hand. This was something he had never touched before, but after being expelled from the Cang family and squandering the money with Guo Qiong'er, he went out to find work and even had a mouthful of hot rice. Never tasted it.

The temperature of the porcelain bowl warmed him for a while. Maybe it was because his temperature was too low. The temperature of the porcelain bowl was absorbed by him and he cooled down a bit quickly.

I scooped a spoonful of wontons and put it into my mouth. The taste of meat!

Tears dripped into the bowl at some point, and Cang Muxi didn't seem to notice, still eating the wontons with big mouthfuls.

The uncle couldn't bear to see this scene, but he didn't say anything because it was useless and he couldn't help him.

Cang Muxi drank a bowl of wontons and soup completely, because he knew that he would not be able to eat enough in the following days.

"Thank you, sir, I..."

Cang Muxi stood in front of the wonton stall with a bowl in his hands and felt embarrassed. He wanted to pay but he didn't even have a penny on him.

The uncle took the bowl in his hand and asked kindly: "Are you full?"

Cang Muxi nodded quickly, "I'm full, but I don't have any money to give you."

The uncle smiled and waved his hand, "I won't charge you money. There is no obstacle in life, young man, as long as you are alive. You see, it's just like the weather. It's not always sunny, but it won't always rain, no matter what. The weather will pass.”

"Thank you, uncle." Cang Muxi left the wonton stall and walked out of the city. He wanted to change his life and bury everything here in his memory.

"Are you going to leave like this?"

Cang Muxi stopped and looked at the few people blocking his way. He remembered them and they had fought.

"What's up?"

Yuyao nodded to him, "There is indeed something I want to talk to you about. Are you free?"

Cang Muxi smiled and said, "Yes, but I have no money."

It means I can go anywhere, but he won't pay the bill.

Yuyao: "Let's go."

Cang Muxi followed Yuyao and walked for a while to where Yuyao and the others lived now.

Cang Muxi stood outside the gate and turned to look at the empty space on the left.

Yuyao looked at him stunned and said, "Come in."

When Yuyao brought Cang Muxi back, the people in the yard didn't seem surprised at all. Qinglian also made them a pot of tea.

Cang Muxi didn't speak. After this period of training outside, he had learned to talk less and read more.

Yuyao drank a cup of tea and saw that he had no intention of speaking, so she spoke first.

"Give me your hand."

Cang Muxi looked at Yuyao and didn't understand what she wanted to do for a while.

"Let me do it."

(End of this chapter)