Chapter 239 Suburb

"Master, in my opinion, Fu'er's body is inconvenient and her mood is not easy to fluctuate too much now, otherwise it's not good for the child. Besides, hasn't Miss Lu also promised to marry Kang'er? Now Kang'er is coming back soon. It's better to let Miss Lu move to our house in the suburbs first and let the two of them avoid this barrier first, etc. Fu'er gave birth to a child, let's talk about it from a long time. After Xue Wenpei finished speaking, Lu Mengjian finally took a long breath.

It's just that this result is still a little different from what she expected.

But now it is the king to leave Huo's house first. As for other things, there are still opportunities in the future.

Lu Mengjian looked at Huo Shuangcheng. If Huo Shuangcheng nodded, she would definitely move out overnight, but Huo Shuangcheng shook his head. "Instead of letting the girl move to the suburban house, it's better to let her go to the third brother's house first. She can also be far away from Fuer and not leave Huo's house. It's the best of both world."

"How can that work! General, you have to think about the child in the young grandmother's womb!" Lu Mengzhi looked up weakly at Huo Shuangcheng, and his eyes were full of desire.

"If you think about the child in Fu'er's womb, you can stay in your own place!" Huo Shuangcheng stared at Lu Mengjian fiercely. This girl is really getting more and more worry-free...

Lu Mengji wanted to cry without tears. She sacrificed so much and still couldn't get out of the scope of Huo's house. Have all these days of efforts been in vain?

Just as Lu Mengjie was entangled, Qin Luofu suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted. Caishan ran to the front of the bed, and the room suddenly became a mess.

"Sir, please let Miss San go out, okay? The Taoist priest said, if the young grandmother has been in contact with Miss San for a long time, I'm afraid it will be bad..." Cai Shan burst into tears, and Lu Mengji was overjoyed. These words really helped me!

Lu Mengjian's heart was horizontal, biting hard at the tip of his tongue again, and suddenly felt a bloody breath gushing out of his mouth, and the bright red blood slowly flowed down the corners of his mouth...

"Miss San, what's wrong with you!" Green Huan couldn't care about the seriousness of Huo Shuangcheng, picked up Lu Meng Jian, greeted Ming Yan, and carried Lu Meng Jian out.

Xue Wenpei added fuel to the fire, "Sir, what do you think we should do now? I think it's better to let Miss Lu stay away. At least these two people will not affect each other. Even if Miss Lu is in a suburban house, she will not hinder her marriage with Kang'er!"

Huo Shuangcheng frowned and looked at the two little women who were obviously pinching each other. Finally, he no longer deliberately embarrassed. He sighed faintly, "That's all. In this case, let Lu go to the suburbs. Although the conditions there are not better than Huo's mansion, it is better than the beautiful scenery. Let Lu let Lu stay for a few days and wait for Kang'er to come back. Let's look at Kang'er's meaning.

Lu Mengji heard Huo Shuangcheng's words through a door and almost jumped up happily. Thanks to two people stirring up the water, she got out of the door of Huo's house so easily.

At this moment, the hot autumn tiger was sweeping over the fields on the outskirts of Kyoto.

This day, the sky was shining, and there began to sound chickens from far and near.

"Dog leftovers, wake up," a thin woman lowered her voice and shouted to the dark corner. "It's time to go to the ground."

After a while of silence, there was no movement in the dark corner.

"Well, mother, let the child sleep first. The dog was probably exhausted yesterday. No matter how capable he is, he is only a nine-year-old child." The slightly thick male voice sighed and pulled the woman out.

With the long and short barking of the dog, the footsteps of the two gradually faded away.

The dog opened his eyes and stared straight at the darkness above. In fact, he woke up a long time ago. As soon as his parents got up, he heard it, but he just didn't want to get up today, so he pretended to be asleep until his parents came out without a sound.

The dog still has a scientific name, Wu Yan, which was given by a half- blind fortune-teller.

At that time, the fortune teller touched Xiao Wu Yan's hand and said that the child's life was as hard as a big stone, not afraid of falling and beating. However, his parents were still afraid that he would not be easy to feed, and like the rest of the village, they gave Wu Yan the nickname Dog Left.

And the life left by the dog is indeed hard enough, and the dog has almost never been sick since childhood. The work is also rigid and eye-catching, which reassures parents.

Wu Yan lay quietly, surrounded by the even breathing of his younger brother and little sister, and suddenly quiet and terrible around him.

He suddenly remembered that before going to bed last night, after his father smoked for a while, he suddenly whispered to his mother, "It's too dry this year. I finally collected some bracts, and I have paid all the rent, and now there is still one stone left. If it doesn't rain, I'm afraid the little grain left in the field won't be harvested..."

"In previous years, when there was enough rain, excluding taxes and rent, the harvest in the field was just enough for our rations for a year. If it doesn't rain, we really have to drink the northwest wind," my mother stopped her needlework and frowned.

"If God doesn't give it rain, we can't help it. We have to wait for a day, and I don't know how the big girl is doing over there..." Father Wu frowned, took a deep breath of dry smoke, and the white air floated out of his nostrils.

When my mother heard this sentence, she stopped her work and wiped her eyes: "How good the girl is. Poor God recruited her back early, if she was still..."

When he didn't finish speaking, his eyes turned red.

The eldest girl is Wu Yan's eldest sister. She was born two years earlier than Wu Yan. She is handsome and has a good temper. What's more rare is that she knows how to share the housework for her parents at a young age. As long as she almost doesn't need to worry about everything at home, her parents. Unfortunately, she had a big cold before the New Year and her family had no money to treat the disease, so she had to watch the big girl. Gradually lose breath in the pain.

Whenever a big girl is mentioned, Wu Yan's parents are full of guilt and sadness. If the family can take out a little silver, they can also keep the big girl's life, but such a little silver is a luxury for this generation of farming families.

Wu Yan was wondering why his parents suddenly mentioned the late elder sister. Wu's father spit out a choking white smoke and said, "Today I met the landlord Huang Papi in the field. He was still talking to me about the big girl. Previously, Huang Papi intended to take our big girl as a concubine and was blocked by me. If I promised the big girl and Huang Papi Our big girl won't leave so early because she doesn't have the money to treat the disease!"

"Old man, don't be sad. Even if our big girl really has a good life with Huang Pepi, you may not have a good life. You don't know who Huang Pepi is. He has more concubines than our family. I really don't trust the big girl to follow him!" My mother cut the candle with scissors and said angrily, "The big girl didn't enjoy much happiness with our family. I just hope she will give birth to a better family in her next life..."

"Huang Pi said today, for the girl's face, if we..."

"No matter what, we won't go to this old fox. The weasel gives New Year's greetings to the chicken. Humph, go to sleep!" Mother angrily threw Zhengna's insole into the basket and blew out the oil lamp with a bang.

However, these words were like a stone thrown into Wu Yan's originally calm heart.

The dry weather has lasted for several months, the earth has been roasted and cracked by the scorching sun, and the only little bit of rice left at home has been gnawed clean.

"Dad, mother, I'm thirsty..."

"Dad, mother, I'm so hungry..."

Wu Yan's little sister lay on the bed dying. There was no blood on her thin yellow face, and her cracked black lips squirmed gently.

Wu Yan put his ear up and listened to the little sister's weak whisper. His heart ached. He suddenly turned around, picked up the water ladle that had been dry for a long time, and ran to the river a few miles away.

The hot sun sprinkled on his head, and the white flowers in front of Wu Yan's eyes, and the beads of sweat emanated from Wu Yan's body and were immediately roasted and stuck to his body. However, when Wu Yan finally ran to the river, a feeling of despair suddenly surged into his heart and roared at the opposite side. He sat on the shore.

In front of him was a blue-black dry riverbed, and there were several small fish bones not far away, and there were only fish bones left in the sun.

In the evening, Wu Yan returned home with a ladle of clear water stolen from a family, but found that the little sister had lost her breath at some point. The eldest brother squatted in the corner, holding his cooing stomach without saying a word.

"Brother, drink water, and I'll find you something to eat." Wu Yan wiped the tears and sweat on his face and said firmly to his eldest brother.

"Really?" The eldest brother raised his head, and there was a little gray in the original elf's eyes. "Brother, I'm not thirsty. Drink it."

The eldest brother pushed the ladle to Wu Yan, licked his dry lips, and smiled slightly.

"Good boy, drink," Wu Yan touched his brother's head and walked out of the door.

Because of the drought, countless crops in the land have been killed in the fields before they can bear fruit.

Everyone on the street looks thin and yellow, and their faces seem to be full of the word hunger. Wu Yan swayed aimlessly on the street. His parents said they would go out to beg for food, but there was a famine everywhere and they couldn't get food at all.

Few families in the whole village can eat enough. Wu Yan knows this very well, but the situation of his eldest brother squatting in the corner is like a knife cutting Wu Yan's heart. He vowed to let his eldest brother have a full meal. When he was helpless, Wu Yan suddenly brightened.

In this small village, even if the grain harvest of the whole village is cut off, one family will never be affected, that is, the Huangpi family, the richest family in the village.

Huang Pipi, whose original name is Huang Siyuan, is a famous landlord of this generation. He controls most of this land, and almost every family is his tenant. The rent he collects every year can occupy almost two large granaries, which is enough to squander for three years. It's just that this person is extremely mean and stingy, so the villagers call him yellow skin.

Wu Yan hesitated again and again and finally walked to Huang Siyuan's house.