Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 1058 The Sad Old Man
Nian Shutong clearly caught a faint cry of help.

She turned her head to look at her feet, and the little finger of one hand bounced nimbly in front of her eyes twice.

"Sorry, I didn't see anyone here."

She took a step back immediately, and saw clearly the person lying on the ground, to be precise, it was an old man.

Dressed in simple bunting, slightly gray hair, a few grass leaves stuck to the head in a mess, and there are many scratches on the face, it seems that he fell down.

Nian Shutong squatted down and asked friendlyly, "Are you okay?"

"You said I'm fine!"

"I'm not you, how would I know."

Nian Shutong didn't help the old man with good intentions, because she couldn't understand the old man's level, he seemed to be better than herself, but also seemed to be not as good as herself, no matter what, a practitioner who stumbled didn't need help.

"Help me up!"

The old man lying flat on the ground looked at the woman who appeared out of nowhere, showing no love at all.

If he hadn't been unlucky and fell off when he was flying over the boundless cliff, he fell really hard, so he didn't need other people's support.

Nian Shutong stretched out his hand, helped the old man up with one arm, made him sit on the ground, and turned to leave.

"Stop, I'm going to leave if you step on it, how can there be such a good thing."

Nian Shutong stopped, turned around and looked at the old man on the ground, and said in an embarrassed tone: "Master, don't give me any money, I don't leave my name for my good deeds."

The old man sitting on the ground was a little confused when he saw someone like Nian Shutong for the first time.

"You——you are amazing."

The old man took a few breaths, glanced back, moved his buttocks back, and leaned against a stone.

"I haven't seen anyone go up from the bottom of the Infinity Cliff."

The bottom of the boundless cliff?

Nian Shutong looked at the surrounding environment, did he actually reach the bottom of the boundless cliff?Don't you mean it's endlessly deep?

No matter what, Nian Shutong still chose to walk around first and then talk about it. Can I talk about it later.

After about half a day, Nian Shutong came back, not on purpose, but after walking around.

"came back."

The old man's words obviously had foreseen this situation. Nian Shutong walked over without embarrassment at all, sat next to the old man, took out a big white and fat bun from his space ring, One bite, the kind that still has a little soup.

The old man turned his head slowly, looking at Nian Shutong who was eating buns.

"Cultivators, the desire to speak is too heavy, and they can't bear the big responsibility."

"Hold it for a lifetime, dare not eat or drink, dare not play or laugh, what do you want to eat?"

The old man snorted coldly at Nian Shutong's question, and ignored her.

But in his heart, he was also thinking about this matter. What is the purpose of his cultivation?

Supreme power, he has.

He has incomparably powerful strength.

But what happened?In the end, there was no one trustworthy around him, and he didn't even know who poisoned him and made his body start to weaken.

The other people who pretended to be filial sons and grandchildren by their side now all hoped that he would die soon. What they liked was the position under his buttocks.

No one really cares about him.

The old man laughed at himself, and said with some emotion: "I'm old, but I care about these things when I'm old."

Nian Shutong looked at the old man next to him, took out another bun, and handed it over.

"It's never too late to start."

The old man looked at the steamed stuffed bun in front of him, and took it over with a sense of presumptuousness to break the shackles.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, I still have some, eat whatever you want."

Two people, sitting at the bottom of Wubian Cliff, ate meat buns without talking, one was more delicious than the other.

After eating the buns, Nian Shutong began to improve the accommodation conditions again. A super-large tent was set up, with one bedroom and one living room, beds, bedding, pillows, and even a carpet on the ground inside.

"Aren't you always here?"

"You take all of these with you?"

The old man looked at Nian Shutong in puzzlement, and Nian Shutong asked in puzzlement, "Don't you take it with you? Aren't these all necessities of life?"

"That's right, I thought it was too short."

The old man seemed to be planning to change his way of life, at least at the bottom of the Infinity Cliff. It was nice to be with a complete stranger.

"Girl, give me a tent, and I'll exchange it with Xuanling Liquid."

The old man took out a tube of Xuanling Liquid and handed it to Nian Shutong.

Nian Shutong didn't refuse, and took it over and said, "I don't know how long it will take at the bottom of the Wubian Cliff, but I'll take care of the food, drink, housing and transportation here."

"Hahahahaha! Okay, old man, I will enjoy life with you."

Nian Shutong helped the old man set up a similar tent, which was very comfortable.

The old man went in and looked around, and came out very satisfied, and saw Nian Shutong digging a hole on the ground.

"What is this doing?"

"Set up a stove and eat hot."

"You sit there, I'll show you a TV show to pass the time."

The old man obediently sat on a very comfortable chair, leaning against the soft pillow, in front of him was a large clear screen with a TV show on it.

Could it be a person from the mechanical race?But it doesn't look like it.

The old man made a simple guess in his heart, and then he didn't care anymore. No matter who it was, he was simply enjoying this period of time.

The two were busy with each other. The old man, who had no interest in TV dramas, was so fascinated by the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that he was watching that he couldn't bear to let it go.

"time to eat."

"Wait a minute, this episode will be over soon."

The old man's obsession made Nian Shutong want to laugh a little, but he didn't continue to urge him, but just fixed the flame, and the steaming pot lid was lifted.

The rich aroma made the old man a little tangled up. His eyes stayed on the screen, but his nose kept poking towards the source of the smell.

"Okay, okay, it's over, give me a pause!"

Nian Shutong immediately manipulated it, and the TV series on the screen paused. The old man moved his chair, stepped forward a little, looked at the things on the table and asked, "What is this?"

"hot pot."

"Want to eat pot?"

Nian Shutong was stunned by the question, but he responded immediately: "No, no, let's put this cut food in, cook it for a while, take it out, then dip it in some sauce, and then it's ready to eat."

"Did I say that?"

The old man and scholar Nian Shutong started to eat hot pot.

Shabu mutton, wagyu beef, shrimp, refreshing vegetables, fresh seafood, in short, everything, the elderly like it very much.

"Not bad, really good, I haven't been this happy for a long time."

"Want to be happier?"

Nian Shutong's question made the old man nod and say, "I think, how can I be happier?"

"so."

Nian Shutong pressed something, and a TV series began to play on the big screen in front of him.

"Watching while eating, super enjoyable."

(End of this chapter)