Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

It is even more rare to see the little boy's demeanor and thoughtful etiquette, and the old man who likes to be lively.

When the little boy saw the young lady behind Master Meng Er, he rushed over with a look of surprise, grabbed the sleeve of the young lady's clothes and said shyly: "Thank you for the medicine, my grandfather's cough is much better. .”

After hearing what her little grandson said, Grandma Han leaned forward and asked her, "Xiaozhi, is this girl giving you cough medicine?"

The little boy nodded his head like "hmm."

When Grandma Han asked her little grandson, it was the medicine given by the little girl in front of her, her face was full of gratitude.

"The miraculous medicine given by the girl, my old man coughed less at night after taking it, and he didn't cough a lot the next day. Today, he can walk a few steps on the ground."

The more Grandma Han talked, the more excited she became. If Fu Yu hadn't stopped her, Grandma Han would have kowtowed to the kind girl.

Fu Xinci: That's impossible.How old is she? If someone so old kowtows to her, she can't bear it, it will shorten her life, and she still wants to live a long life.

No matter how you think about it, it won't work, wait for the cheap father to stop the old man, Fu Xinci ran faster than a rabbit, and disappeared in a flash.

When Grandma Han came back to her senses, the little girl was gone.

Grandpa Meng's eyes, however, kept lingering on the little boy who kept laughing as he looked at his granddaughter's back.

After he asked, he realized that Han Zhi was one year older than Yu'er, so he had some thoughts in his mind.

Grandpa Meng thought about it again, and felt that it was feasible, so he sat on the armchair beside him and asked the little boy.

"Xiao Zhi, would you like to stay at our house, study and play with a younger brother who is one year younger than you?"

Han Zhi glanced at grandma, and grandma Han was overjoyed when she heard that Master Meng Er was choosing a partner for his grandson.

If this happens, it will be the luck of the grandson.Now the only grandson left in the Han family is the only seedling, and now she can't wait to kowtow to the ancestors of the Han family to accomplish this once-in-a-lifetime good deed.

Seeing that Nai Nai agreed, the little boy nodded solemnly.

Grandma Han was happier than her grandson when it was done.

Since Master Meng wanted his grandson to stay today, Grandma Han didn't want to hold her back.

Besides, Mr. Meng Er's family has a big business, and if the grandson has the protection of Mr. Meng Er in the future, he will not starve or suffer from cold.

It's just the old couple, the grandson also has a place to stay.

Grandma Han held back her tears, called her little grandson aside, and told him a few words: "Xiaozhi, you will stay at Master Meng Er's house to accompany Young Master Yu'er in the future. This is also our Xiaozhi's blessing."

"Grandma, I know." The little boy was just like the little grown-up, speaking what grown-ups said.

"Yes, this is a blessing that many people can't ask for. We Xiaozhi are blessed."

"Ah."

Grandma Han told her little grandson, thanked Mr. Meng Er and his son, and then hardened her heart and went back without looking back.

Standing at the gate, Han Zhi looked at Nai Nai's staggering back gradually leaving, pursed his mouth, but didn't cry.

Regardless of his young age, he understands that as long as he is not at home, grandma can eat half a bowl of porridge.

If grandma eats more, she will feel warmer.

Fu Xinci heard that Grandma Han had gone back, so she took out a few more cough pills, but she didn't dare to go by herself, so she asked Qi He to help chase after her.

When Grandma Han got the cough pills, she went back with gratitude.

In the kitchen, Fang and Zhong were preparing to make dinner when they saw their husband brought over a young boy who was about the same age as Yu'er.

"Master?"

"Lady, this is Xiao Zhi, go and get Yu'er's clothes and find a set for Xiao Zhi to wear."

"En." Seeing Xiao Zhi's flimsy clothes and not being as tall as Yu'er, Fang found a set of jackets that were probably new and wanted to change them for him.

"Too, ma'am..."

Xiao Zhi didn't know how to address Fang Shi, so he decided to call her Mrs. Fang.

After hearing this, Mrs. Fang corrected him, "Your name is Xiao Zhi, right? You are the same as Yu Luo and the others. You can just call me Aunt, instead of my wife."

After hearing this, Xiao Zhi nodded shyly, and Fang took the opportunity to help him take off his old jacket.

Seeing that the child's underwear was also covered with patches, although Fang didn't express anything, she turned around and went to the closet, and found another set of Yu'er's small underwear to change for him.

Looking at the clothes in Fang's hands, they were all good without patches, Han Zhi was a little at a loss, he had never worn such good clothes when he was so old, so he kept looking at Fang in a daze, not knowing what to do. How to do.

After a long time, he murmured and asked, "Auntie, is this dress really for me?"

Looking at the child's flustered eyes, Fang smiled softly, and said to him patiently: "These are worn by Yu'er, Xiao Zhi should be suitable for wearing them, do you like them?"

Knowing that these clothes were really for him, Xiao Zhi nodded shyly.

Taking advantage of the child's nodding, Fang quickly helped him change his clothes.

Still young, he stroked the new jacket on his body with his small hand. It was soft and warm, and his body was warm. His pale face seemed to be stained with rosy. He had long forgotten that he didn't want Fang to change it for him Clothes matter.

Yu'er is the happiest when a friend who is about the same age as him comes to the house.

One is really liking, and the other is sincere friendship. After a while, the two children played together.

Qi He was almost jealous, the little guy who had been following behind him before would not want him if he had a playmate of the same age.

Fortunately, he has sister Fu as his companion, otherwise he might feel even more lost.

...

If there are no outsiders, the Meng family's dinner has always been a standard two dishes and one soup.

The dishes are one meat and one vegetable, and the soup is seafood soup or egg flower vermicelli soup.

Han Zhi looked at the steaming sorghum rice porridge in his bowl, and the small half of the three-in-one steamed bun that Grandpa Meng handed him just now, he couldn't bear to eat it.

Seeing his thoughts, Grandpa Meng explained to him in a low voice: "Although the food in our family is not very good, it is not a problem if we are full. Xiaozhi, eat quickly, we can't waste food."

After listening to Grandpa Meng finished speaking, Han Zhi nodded in understanding, then sat down and began to eat slowly.

Watching the child eat small bites of sweetness, the smile on Grandpa Meng's face stretched out visible to the naked eye.

Grandpa Meng knew that Qi He was a very self-disciplined child, not only did he train with those teenagers in the morning, but even in the afternoon when he had nothing to do, he never left his stick.

After a day like this, I am tired and want to sleep after dinner.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Grandpa Meng looked at the two little ones beside him, one on the left and one on the right, so he didn't let them go to the west room to make trouble for Qi He.