Your majesty, Empress Xianyu doesn't want to leave the cold palace

Chapter 742 Looks Like a Stubborn Donkey
Relying on a woman's intuition, she felt that Grandma didn't have that much affection for this fairy teacher.

The old woman quietly lowered her voice,

"Other wives dare not say,

But there is one thing, my wife, I feel that something is wrong. "

Qi Ranran pricked up her ears,

"what?"

The old woman: "This immortal master often accepts female disciples,

Many girls in our village were chosen by the immortal master,
After I left, I never came back,

No one knows what's going on right now.

No matter how much I think about it, old lady, I can't understand, who accepts disciples but not men, why is this exception. "

Qi Ranran gave Yu Wenchen a look when he heard the words.

Use your eyes to signal—what did I say, it must be a pervert, he still wanted to accept me at first.

Yu Wenchen frowned,
"Is there no objection?"

The old woman smiled wryly,

"What's the objection? The people who were chosen by the immortal teacher are all eager to have the fairy water and fairy medicine. It's too late for everyone to be happy, so how can they object."

But when things happen, there are always people who are happy and others who are sad.

The old woman: "People in this area are all counting on the immortal master to live their lives.
Since the fairy master came, my son and daughter-in-law haven't been home for a long time, and I haven't written a letter, and I don't know what's going on now. "

While speaking, the longing on the old woman's face could not be suppressed, she patted her legs and stood up tremblingly,

"After talking so much, my mouth is dry, let me pour some water for you."

Before leaving, the old woman asked,
"Girl, if you feel itchy on your body, bear it first, don't scratch it, you will lose your appearance if you scratch it."

"Thank you grandma."

Not long after the old woman went out, a voice came in from the courtyard, it was a man's voice.

The timbre sounds calm and vicissitudes, and it sounds like an elderly person.

The old man threw the chopped firewood on the ground, gulped down a bowl of water, and said in a rough voice,
"Let's not talk about people here now, wild vegetables can hardly be dug,

These days are getting harder and harder. "

As he spoke, he put the picked wild vegetables on the table.

The old woman glanced,

"It's not a lot, you should be able to eat it."

The old man saw the clothes in the basin in the yard, the material was not from his family, and asked,

"Is there someone at home?"

"A young couple passing by, the boat capsized last night, and they stopped here with us.

By the way, while the weather is fine, go pick some herbs, which are specially formulated for eczema. "

The old man nodded, got up and went out again.

After a while, I brought the things back.

At this time, the old woman was busy in the kitchen, and the old man poured water into the water tank. When he came in, he saw her standing aside in a daze, and asked casually,

"What are you doing standing there, old woman!"

The old woman looked at the clear soup in the pot with little water, and covered the pot, why,

"Our family only has these rations,

I heard that the big families in the city all serve high-quality rice noodles, and I don’t know if our family can make it into their mouths. "

There is only a layer of bran left at the bottom of the tank, and the wild vegetables can barely make two vegetable dumplings.

The old man filled the water tank calmly,
"That's all, give it to them,

If you don't eat, let's talk,

Anyway, I'm used to eating wild vegetables, so it doesn't matter if I eat more or less. "

When Qi Ranran and Yu Wenchen were called to eat, what they saw was a pot of wild vegetables stewed on the table, which were completely boiled with water without any oil.

Qi Ranran tasted the soup, but it was completely tasteless.

It is really boiled in water.

In the lives of ordinary people, salt is precious.

Fatty meat is more valuable than lean meat.

Because fat meat can be refined into oil, poor people count on eating a few mouthfuls of fat meat full of oil all year round.

The old man didn't make a sound, just kept his head down and ate.

When it comes to eating, it's just a bowl of wild vegetable leaves, and two bowls of soup are added.

After eating, he immediately bent and stretched to do his work.

The old lady pushed the only dish on the table, which can be called the staple food, to Qi Ranran Yu Wenchen, and said,

"He's like that, doesn't talk much, looks like a stubborn ass,

Ignore him, eat quickly. "

Qi Ranran looked at the dumpling made of wild vegetables in front of him, but didn't eat it.

What she ate was the rations that others could not afford.

Looking at the grandfather who was busy repairing the roof in the distance, Qi Ranran felt mixed feelings in his heart.

I have to do physical work every day, and there is no staple food, so how can I rely on some wild vegetables.

She pushed the vegetable dumpling back again, and showed the old woman the light bowl of wild vegetables that she had eaten,

"Grandma, I'm already full, you should leave this dumpling to Grandpa."

The old woman was taken aback,
"Eat it, you get used to it, you can fool the two no matter what."

Qi Ranran felt very uncomfortable listening.

Grandpa and Grandpa are so kind, but life is so difficult.

Seeing the desolation around him, Yu Wenchen asked,

"Grandma, have you always lived like this?"

"It's not all, the good times have passed for a while,"

As soon as I mentioned it, a smile appeared on the old lady's face, and the wrinkles from the smile deepened a lot.

"During that time, I could eat white rice every day, as much as I wanted,

Not anymore,
There is no one in the village, the land is desolate, and there is nothing left, let alone rice noodles. It is not easy for those who stutter. "

Qi Ranran heard the overtones of the old woman's pause.

All of this today is due to the arrival of the immortal master,

The worship of the immortal masters one by one, can't live a serious life, and even the people in the whole village have lost their popularity.

Referring to the old woman sighed,

"In the past, people in the village could still be expected to write letters to me,

Now everyone is gone, I can't recognize a few words with the child's father, I don't have any other relatives, and I don't have a place to go.

Others can walk, how can we walk, born here, grew up here, rooted here,
If you really leave, what will happen if the child comes back one day and can't find a home?
Just stay here,
As long as we are an old couple, we can do whatever we want. "

While talking, the open space suddenly became cloudy, and when he looked up, he saw a dark cloud pressing down on his head.

The old woman said, "If you don't mind, you can stay here for one night. Our place is a bit old, but we can still shelter from the wind and rain.
If you're on the road now, you'll probably have to get drenched all over your head again. "

"it is good."

After the meal, as the rain was coming, Yu Wenchen helped the old man fix the patch.

Qi Ranran washed the changed clothes while the old lady was busy.

It's not easy for grandpa and grandma to take them in. She can't do things like let others do laundry.

Anyway, I wear it on myself, so it can be washed almost as well.

When everything was tidied up, the rain fell again.

In the room, Qi Ranran originally wanted to endure it.

After Ketu applied the herbal juice, his body not only itched, but also burned a little.

When it was too uncomfortable, she couldn't help scratching quietly.

Yu Wenchen saw her movement, grabbed her hand,

"feeling bad?"

(End of this chapter)