sbdcsierra Chapter 257 The visitor is a guest
Chapter 257 The visitor is a guest
morning.
It was drizzling, and the flying raindrops in the sky brought cool breezes.
A group of children came to the river excitedly, carrying baskets and homemade fishing rods.
The riverside was empty, and there was no one they were looking for.
Several piles of ashes had been extinguished by the drizzle, and there were messy footprints around them.
"Little brother, little brother!"
"Brother, brother, we are here for a fishing competition."
"Swish..."
The only response to the children was the sound of rushing water.
Some impatient children cried loudly because they couldn't find anyone.
"Don't cry, little brother is home."
Grandma Feng, who came late on crutches, wiped her grandson's tears with heartache.
The children's little thoughts were clearly written on their faces.
Many adults think the same way.
According to her, she just didn't take advantage of him enough, and no one could bear it for a long time.
Even your own family members can sometimes be unbearable.
"Grandma, we are going to have a fishing competition with little brother!
We want fish soup!"
Feng Xiaobao grabbed his grandmother's clothes, raised his head and cried until he hiccuped.
"Be good, little darling, your brother's parents will miss him.
If he had something good to share with his family, he would definitely send some fish home for them.
As long as you behave yourself, the little brother will come back to see you."
Old Mrs. Feng lied to her own grandson without blinking an eye. This was not the first time.
As long as it works, the rest will come later.
The group of children went home obediently after being deliberately deceived by Old Lady Feng.
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Qingwei Peak, Qingwei Town.
The town is named after Qingwei Peak, and a wide river flows outside the town.
On one side is the steep Qingwei Peak, and on the other side is a turbulent river.
Crossing Qingwei Peak by land has become the only way.
In Qingwei Town, which was severely affected by the late spring cold, all the crops in the fields have withered.
The people had no choice but to remove the work they had put in for more than two months with great reluctance.
How many people shed tears of pain when they saw the crops they had worked so hard to grow being destroyed by their own hands.
To them, crops are like their own children.
Only they themselves know the pain of being torn apart.
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The wet land was sticky due to long-term rain, and there was obvious moisture accumulated in the soil.
There is a small puddle where you step down. Such land is not suitable for sowing at all.
The only result of throwing the seeds down is that they will be soaked and ultimately fail to take root and sprout.
The seeds that were pieced together from here and there were not willing to be wasted, so they became a rare commodity in every household.
There is an old farmer who is obsessed with crops. He keeps the few seeds he has at home in his arms.
No one was willing to waste a single seed, so they could only go back and forth between the field and home.
They hope that God will open his eyes so that they can plant the next late crop.
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"How can we live like this!
The only seed dare not be moved, but the living people will suffer. "
"Take it easy, and you will eventually get ahead."
"Which bastard is on duty? He drank horse urine and made the blockage impossible to stop!"
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There were waves of complaints and accusations, but the only response they received was a drizzle of rain.
The spring rain that everyone had been looking forward to became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
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On the clean bluestone road, two ox carts were moving slowly with the rumbling sound.
Finally we stopped at the door of the only inn in the town.
The visitor is a guest from the inn.
The shabby awning was dripping with rain, and the words "You are a guest" had become a little blurred due to wind and sun.
This is an inn with a very gangster feel. I wonder what the rules are.
The house is half stone and half wood, and the wood outside has obvious signs of being cut by knives and axes.
Lin Shu's eyes lit up slightly. Could this be the second 'Dragon Gate Inn'?
My god, what luck she has.
This can happen in any strange world.
This is so lucky!
Quack quack! ! !
With the corners of her lips raised high, Lin Shu almost laughed like a pig.
She hurriedly pretended to tidy up her clothes and threw the reins to the waiter.
He put his hands behind his back and walked towards the inn in square steps.
The two guardians followed one on the left and one on the right, not understanding the anxiety in the heart of the young master at all.
Lin Hongyi stared blankly at the person walking into the inn, then he looked away.
Driving the ox cart to the stable with the waiter, he said.
"Little Brother, my cow has a bad temper and likes to kick its hooves.
I'll pay extra for a separate stable for them."
A handful of copper coins fell into the second brother's pocket, and he was so happy that he smiled from ear to ear.
He pinched a handful of the extra copper coins in his pocket, about twenty in number.
It is equivalent to his one-day salary.
The inn's business is slow. If there are five guests checking in a day, it is considered good business.
Sometimes you can get a reward of one or two cents, and sometimes you get nothing at all.
The waiter was very happy as he received a huge reward today.
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"Don't worry, sir, I will make sure everything is arranged properly for you.
I will take care of them myself and will never let them go hungry." The second brother patted his chest and promised.
Even though their inn doesn't look very good, safety is absolutely guaranteed.
Guests staying at the inn have never lost any property in the inn.
After settling the ox cart, Lin Hongyi finally felt relieved.
Every time I move into the inn, the biggest headache is the placement of the cattle.
Sometimes, I have to stay in the stable by myself.
He was really afraid of being intercepted halfway, because the size of the four bison was far beyond the reach of oxen.
A pair of wild buffaloes give birth to a pair of calves every year, and a family can support a large family by selling cattle as their main business.
It's relaxing and comfortable without having to suffer any hardship.
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Lin Shu sat at the eight-immortal table in the middle, with the two guardians sitting beside her.
The two have gorgeous fur that moves like waves when they shake.
Judging from the shiny dark wood grain, the wood of the Eight Immortals Table is fifty years old.
The entire wooden table top has a great appeal to Wu Chuntao.
She stood in front of the round table and took a deep breath.
I held the table with both hands and pulled hard, but nothing worked.
"Cousin, this table is so heavy. I like the surface of the table." Wu Chuntao said enviously.
The whole piece of wood has beautiful patterns, and it will definitely be beautiful if it is painted red.
"Hehe, Chuntao is thinking about love.
When you get married, I will give you a set of furniture like this.
When eating, let your husband's family always remember that this is the furniture given by your mother's family.
If they dare to treat you badly, I will just flip the table and stop them from eating." Lin Shu said in a blatantly seductive way.
Wu Chuntao half understood what was said and nodded repeatedly, as if that was the case.
[If you use my things and don't obey me, you will be punished. ]
These are the words that Chuntao remembers most deeply, and they will have a great influence on her future marriage life.
After experiencing famine and hardship, Chuntao grew from an ordinary mountain girl to a girl with a strong heart.
Maybe it's because I spend a long time with someone, I can always learn something from her.
This is what they call, you become what you follow.
"Hey, cousin, I'll take note of your words."
Wu Chuntao held her red little face and said shyly.
Her parents are missing, and her uncle and aunt have their own children, so no one can pay attention to her.
Only by holding on to my little cousin's thighs can I live a good life.
Along the way, although the little cousin didn't pay much attention to them, she always protected them.
When Qian Duoduo and Xiao Chengzi went to the north, their little cousin gave them travel expenses in front of them.
This is what touched her the most.