After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 198 Chapter 198
Immediately, the old woman and the old man looked at each other, and their expressions changed.

Soon, a dog outside let out a scream, and the other dogs barked more and more fiercely.

The old man stood up and forced a smile at Zhao Sancheng and Zhao Yuanle who were puzzled.

"I'll go outside to have a look, you guys will eat here, it's okay, don't come out."

The old woman also smiled and said: "Yes, yes, you continue to eat, so that the food will not be cold later."

Zhao Sancheng and Zhao Yuanle also looked at each other.

The two of them are not stupid, just by looking at the reactions of the two old people now, they know that something is wrong.

The old man hurried out with his somewhat numb legs.

There was a vague conversation coming from outside, Zhao Sancheng didn't understand clearly, but Zhao Yuanle listened to it with his ears.

The other person's voice sounded very young, and the conversation with the old man seemed normal, without roaring, and his tone was calm.

and so…

Why did the two old people react like this when they heard the movement?
Zhao Yuanle didn't quite understand.

The old lady continued to serve food for the two of them, and told them to continue eating, but her mind had obviously flown outside, and she seemed a little restless.

Zhao Sancheng couldn't help but asked, "Which one is it?"

The grandma pulled out a smile.

"It's okay, you eat what you have, he will leave soon."

But the man didn't leave, but came in with the old man.

Zhao Yuanle looked up at the man, and saw the mole on the man's chin, which was exactly the same as the old man's position. Looking at the eyebrows and eyes, he also looked like the old woman, and his nose, mouth and face were long like the old man's.

I have to say that this person still looks very good-looking, combining the advantages of the two people, a pair of slightly larger phoenix eyes, naturally thick and black eyebrows, a straight nose bridge, neither thin nor thick lips, and even the face shape is just right. The line is retracted at the chin.

With a full face, I can't find any faults, the only feature is a mole on the chin.

After seeing this man's appearance, Zhao Yuanle felt something strange.

If this person is a descendant of the two old people, he should have grown up in the mountains. The two old people are not particularly white, but this person's complexion is pale.

When Zhao Yuanle looked at this person, this person also looked at her.

His eyes were flat, and he couldn't see any emotion in it. He just looked at it for a while, and then took it back.

But the old woman next to her subconsciously stood in front of Zhao Yuanle.

She didn't want to be too obvious, and quickly retracted after she moved.

The old man walked into the sleeping room next to him and came out quickly.

He held a coarse cloth bag in his hand, and he heard the sound of copper plates inside as he moved.

He gave the bag to the man.

"That's all."

The man accepted the bag, but did not leave.

When he spoke, his tone was as flat as his eyes, and his tone was cold.

"I'm going to sleep at home tonight."

The old man was a little embarrassed: "There is only one guest bed, not enough to sleep."

He didn't care, and even went into the kitchen to get himself bowls and chopsticks, scooped up the remaining crispy rice, made rice soup, and sat at the table.

"I play the floor."

After saying this, he didn't care about the reactions of the two old people, and just picked up vegetables for dinner.

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Sancheng looked at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

The old man hesitated to speak, turned his back and sighed slightly.

"Just say it's not enough, and we'll cook noodles for you."

The man nodded, then ate quietly without speaking.

After the old man finished, he smiled and looked at Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Sancheng.

"Keep eating, keep eating, it's okay, this is my son, he rarely comes back, and we didn't know he was coming."

Zhao Sancheng groaned and smiled.

"This is your son? Only this one, so big?"

The old man smiled, and kept watching the man's reaction from the corner of his eye when answering the question.

"Twenty-three, old man, now I'm looking for a life outside."

After Zhao Sancheng heard this, he couldn't help saying: "Outside? You don't have any land?"

The old man shook his head: "Not anymore."

Zhao Sancheng let out an oh.

No wonder, he said, two old people in his family were at home, and this young man ran out to find a living. It turned out that there was no land at home.

Alas... No wonder I didn't have a family at twenty-three, it's just that I'm poor.

In order to make a living, neither is easy.

A few people began to eat again, but the two old people talked less, and their attitudes always felt a little reserved.

Zhao Yuanle noticed one thing, the old lady kept bringing food to her or Zhao Sancheng, but she didn't bring food to her son.

it's wired…

She always had the feeling that this old grandpa and old woman were not familiar with her son, and even... a little afraid of her son?

But so far, this young man has not shown anything abnormal, he is just eating quietly with a calm expression on his face.

After the meal, the grandfather looked at his son.

"Are you full?"

The man nodded, and was the last to put down the bowls and chopsticks, and then walked into the room.

The old lady started to clean up the dishes, so Zhao Yuanle came over to help.

After entering the kitchen, Zhao Yuanle wanted to wash the dishes, but the old woman refused to let her say anything, but the old woman's resistance was ineffective, and she was carried out by Zhao Yuanle directly.

This scene was better seen by the person who came out of the house holding the quilt.

The old woman was put down by Zhao Yuanle, and she couldn't help saying: "You are a hard worker."

Zhao Yuanle: "My father is also a hard worker."

The old woman smiled: "Then the baby you will have in the future will also have a lot of labor?"

Zhao Yuanle: "That's not necessarily true, it's not certain."

The old woman smiled and tidied her clothes. Seeing the things her son was holding, she began to tidy him on the bench.

Zhao Yuanle quickly finished washing the dishes, and by the way, washed the pot, tidied things up, and cleaned up.

When she came out, two old men were talking to Zhao Sancheng at the table, and the old woman was still rubbing thread with dried hemp skin in her hand.

The man was sitting on the chair next to him, his browbones cast a shadow on his eyes, making it impossible to tell whether his eyes were open or closed.

For some reason, Zhao Yuanle felt that he had a bad premonition.

She walked over and looked at her third uncle.

"Let's go back tonight, otherwise the family members are very worried."

Zhao Sancheng thought about it and thought it was better to go back.

There was no one to speak, and the family members didn't know the news, and they couldn't wait for anyone, so they didn't know how to worry.

Moreover, when someone else's son came back, the two of us occupied his bed and let him sleep on a chair, which was really not good.

Unexpectedly, the two old people did not have any objection to this, not even a symbolic word of retention.

Obviously they also said before that they would sleep here tonight, it would be good to have a rest for the night.

(End of this chapter)