The era of farming is so sweet

Chapter 24. Chapter 24
Looking at Zhixia's attitude, he knew that he had to bring the shortbread by himself today.

Simply accept it.

"That's fine. I'll treat you to dinner when I have money."

That's it for this time.

Zhixia swallowed the wonton in her mouth.

"Okay, that's it. After you earn money, I have to eat two."

Shen Fangfang patted her chest.

"no problem."

The three happily ate the sumptuous lunch.

Pat your swollen belly.

"It's delicious. I haven't eaten meat for a long time."

Looking at the clean empty bowl.

There was not a drop of soup left in it, only a little soup remained at the bottom of Ah Cheng's bowl.

The little guy wiped his mouth contentedly.

"It's delicious. It would be great if I could eat delicious food every day in the future."

Some reluctantly looked at their own bowl.

Zhixia patted his head, "Yes, Ah Cheng will be able to eat delicious food every day from now on."

Put your hands down, "You two wait a minute, I'll ask for a piece of oil paper, and pack the shortbread back."

Get up and go to the counter.It's still that woman.

Zhixia said "Sister", and happily gave a piece of oil paper.

In the past, if others came to ask for it, they would only give it if they had to talk for a long time.

Under Shen Fangfang's surprised eyes, Zhixia came over with oil paper and wrapped the remaining two shortbread.

"Put it in your schoolbag."

He handed the oiled paper bag in his hand to Shen Fangfang's eyes.

Shen Fangfang hesitated for a moment, "Axia, you should pretend to be back. Give it to Grandma Yang at night."

Hearing that Shen Fangfang didn't want it.

Zhixia stuffed it directly into her arms. "I told you everything, and you take it."

She has other things ready.The pastry will not be brought.

Shen Fangfang looked at the oiled paper bag in her arms, feeling a little helpless.

Look at Zhixia's appearance.Shen Fangfang could only accept the shortbread.

After packing up, the three of them went out.

When passing by the counter, Zhixia sweetly said goodbye to her sister.

Shen Fangfang's mouth twitched.

After going out the door.

Shen Fangfang looked a little far away from the state-run hotel.He moved to Zhixia's ear.

"A-Xia. That's obviously auntie, why do you call me sister?"

Zhixia smiled lightly and blinked twice.

"People like to hear it. Calling elder sister can make people feel happy. Didn't you see that auntie smiled. Didn't she even give us a plate of pickles?"

Shen Fangfang was a little entangled in hearing Zhixia's words.

"But that is obviously an exit that you also call Auntie."

A look of depression.

Seeing that, Zhixia smiled sullenly.

"What's the matter. Everyone likes a sweet mouth. It's convenient for others to be convenient for yourself. You won't suffer if you speak nicely."

Shen Fangfang seemed to understand but half understood, "Oh~"

Zhixia patted her on the shoulder, "Fangfang, you may not understand it now, but you will know it when you are older."

Turning his head and looking at the road ahead, he didn't talk about this topic anymore.

Shen Fangfang is straight-tempered and carefree, even if she speaks too clearly, she won't understand.So only the truth is known in practice.

There is a crossing in front.

As soon as he turned the street, he saw a group of teenagers in green clothes surrounding an old man in front of him.

The old man was holding something in his arms.His face was a little hideous.

Let those children kick and beat on him, just holding on to the things in his arms and not letting go.

His hair was disheveled, the corner of his head was broken, and blood was flowing continuously.

His face was also bruised and swollen.

Those teenagers wanted to snatch the things in his arms, and he twisted his body, with a look of death.

There was still a fire burning at the feet of the group.

A lot of books are burning in the fire.

Tongues of fire reduced the entire book to ashes in an instant.

Seeing this scene made Zhixia's heart ache.

want to pass.

But Shen Fangfang held her hand. "Axia, don't meddle in other people's business, these are things we cannot change."

With a face full of worry, I'm afraid Zhixia ran over on impulse.

This kind of thing happened a lot this year.Meddling will only set you on fire.But can't change anything.

Zhixia clenched her hands tightly, her eyes filled with anger and sadness.

At this time, a person's hand had already touched the painting scroll in the arms of the old man.

The old man struggled desperately, yelling.

"No, don't. This is the only authentic work of Wu Daozi left. If it is destroyed, there will be nothing left. You executioners of Chinese civilization. Ah..."

In exchange for more brutal beatings.

Knowing that Xia was startled, Wu Daozi's painting... She knew about Wu Daozi.

His authentic works have basically been found in later generations.Did not expect to meet at this time.

So she can't do anything.

Even without that painting, she should have found a way to save that poor old man.

Withdrawing his hand from Shen Fangfang's hand, he handed her the thing in his hand.

"Fangfang, take Ah Cheng back first. You can help me bring things home to my grandma. I have important things to do. Don't follow me, and don't call me. Take Ah Cheng and go quickly."

He gave her another two cents.Enough for a ride back home.

Then turned and ran towards the group of people.

Shocked, Shen Fangfang opened her eyes wide, looking at her running away in disbelief.

Is Asha crazy?Why even take the initiative to run over there.

Lift your feet and want to go over.

But Ah Cheng grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"Sister, what did Sister Axia do? Why didn't you take us with you. Do you want us to go back first?"

Shen Fangfang suddenly stopped the foot she was about to raise.

I also brought Ah Cheng with me.He is so small, his fists don't have eyes.

I was very anxious.And looked at Zhixia worriedly.

There was no choice but to take Ah Cheng to the side of the road.

Anxiously waiting.

While Zhixia was running, he contacted Shaka.

"Shaka. Immediately copy a scroll."

There are things that were collected in the recycling bin before.So Shaka immediately copied it for Zhixia.

After running into the crowd.

Zhixia saw the opportunity and grabbed the painting scroll in the old man's arms along the gap.

With a strong force, it was pulled out suddenly.

Between lightning and flint.I exchanged what I held in my hand with a replica of the space.

Throw it into the fire.

The flames were raging, and immediately devoured the scroll.

The old man opened his eyes wide first, and opened his mouth tremblingly.

The eyes were slowly moistened, and a drop of clear tear left along the face full of vicissitudes, and fell on the ground.

His hands were trembling, "Ah... ah..."

He rushed over like crazy, his hands seemed not afraid of the fire.

Frantically reaching into the fire, he pulled out the burning painting scroll.

It's just that the scroll is already incomplete, and very little of the silk cloth has been burned.

His hands were burnt bright red.

As if he didn't care, he hugged the remains of the painting scroll in his arms.

muttering to himself. "Ah..., my life. This is Wu Daozi's 87 Immortal Scroll. Just ruin it like this. You executioners."

Holding that incomplete picture scroll, I cried heart-piercingly.

The group of people surrounding the old man were stunned.Looking at the situation in front of them.

(End of this chapter)