fox lure

Chapter 64 The Respectable Child

The yard of Cen's family is not too big. Rows of vegetables are planted in the yard, and a few chickens are also raised in the yard.

The chicken coop is made of boards picked up, with one piece of red paint and one piece of blue paint on it, and the nails are nailed evenly.

The Cen family is suffering, but looking at life is full of hope.

Huang Yan took me out of the car, I don't know why I came to Cen's house?
But this Cen's family is really strong. I have seen some poor families in the countryside. The houses are dirty and dilapidated. Of course, people are also a little lazy.

Both my parents were born in rural areas, and my grandma once said something crude and not crude: people are afraid of being lazy, they can’t eat and drink poorly, and if they are lazy and sleep every day, they suffer from great poverty.

Cen's family is different. One can tell at a glance that his family is poor because of two severely disabled people.

Otherwise, this family will definitely live a very rich life.

"Eh? Are you a Taoist priest?" Huang Yan took my hand and stood outside the courtyard of Cen's house. A rural aunt ran over, "Look at what you're wearing, are you wearing Taoist robes?"

Huang Yan didn't answer, but looked towards the Cen's family, and asked lightly, "Is there anyone in the Cen's family?"

"Some people, some people, they are all eating at home at noon," the aunt came towards us, "Are you looking for Cen's family? What's the matter?"

"Can you do something for me?" Xue Chen annoyed the aunt very much, and said with a bad face.

Since the last time Xue Chen and I went down the mountain to work for the old Liu's family, Xue Chen has been a little 'social annoyance'. He gets annoyed when he sees strangers. He always feels that people all over the world are similar to the old Liu's family.

Neither polite nor greedy.

"You child, why are you talking about the Sang people?" The aunt was annoyed, "I was still thinking, let you tell me a fortune teller."

After my aunt made a noise, someone from the Cen family came out, and a man who was about the same age as my father came out, his arms and sleeves were empty, and his face was covered with mottled burn scars, which looked a little scary.

He has no hair, his scalp is covered with burns, and his eyelids are like flesh skin that has melted and not solidified, leaving only two slits, and the eyes are struggling to see people in the slits.

The mouth and nose are also invisible, and the nostrils are two black holes.

"It's pathetic..." I sighed.

"You see everyone is pitiful, who is pitiful to you?" Xue Chen slapped the back of my head.

Can't I say it's poor?It's really pitiful, can't you say it?
"Let's be presumptuous with me again, I'm going to get angry!" I imitated Changjiang with a straight face and glared at him.

"Two tiger stuff."

"San Biao shut up."

"I'm your senior brother, don't tell me my nickname!"

Xue Chen and I were arguing, and now the man with no arms and terrible scars came out, "Who are you???"

His eyeballs in the narrow gap between the flesh suddenly burst out with gratitude, "Could it be the Taoist priest of Baishan Plump View?"

"Yes." Huang Yan took my hand and said in a calm tone, "I'm Huang Yan."

Huang Yan looked at most 30 years old, and the Cen family man looked at Huang Yan in a daze.

"At home, girl, you two come out quickly, and your benefactor is here." After being stunned, the man anxiously turned his head and yelled, turned around, knelt on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed to Huang Yan: "Old fairy, why are you here?" What? Why are you so young? I should have gone to thank you."

Huang Yan asked Cen Chunhong to go to school, and paid to support the Cen family and his wife, providing them with a living, which is a great kindness to them.

In the situation of the Cen family and his wife, there is no way for them to go out and earn money to pay for their living expenses.

"Oh my god, the Elder Huang Dao is here, the Taoist Master Changjiang, two little fairy boys..." Aunt Cen crawled out of the house with two arms, crying, calling Xue Chen and me little fairy boys?
When Xue Chen heard this, he proudly held up his face that was overwhelming.

Aunt Cen crawled out, and Cen Chunhong also came out. She seemed to be eating just now, and her mouth was still full.

"Why are you here? Send a message, let's go there." Aunt Cen cried when she saw us.

Huang Yan stood upright, lowered his head, and looked at them indifferently.

I think he is a little indifferent today, and why did we come to Cen's house?

Didn't Dai Yuemian transfer my Yang Soul to another child at exactly 12:[-] noon?

It's almost 12 o'clock, why don't you go find Dai Yuemian?
At this time, Huang Yan took my hand and squeezed it slightly.

I looked up at him, "Old... no, Master, why did we come here?"

Huang Yan ignored me, Aunt Cen and Uncle Cen kept letting us in, while Cen Chunhong stood aside, twisting the skirt of the old school uniform foolishly.

"One look at her and she has never seen the world," that guy Xue Chen offended wherever he went.

Cen Chunhong didn't provoke him either, look at his bad mouth.

At this moment, Huang Yan really took my hand and walked into Cen's courtyard.

Changjiang and Xue Chen also followed us in.

"Chunhong, hurry up and pick a few persimmons, wash them, and give them a taste for the two little fairies." Seeing her daughter standing aside, Aunt Cen shouted anxiously.

Cen Chunhong went to pick persimmons, while Huang Yan looked at everything in the yard.

"It's the children who take care of the house," Uncle Cen introduced everything in the yard with tears in his eyes. These chickens are also raised by Chunhong, and my family and I are two useless people, and they are a drag on the children."

"My family has four acres of land. My second brother used to plant it and gave us 600 yuan a year. This year Chunhong is 10 years old and can go to the field. Chunhong only grows corn and can earn more than 2000 yuan a year."

"When the spring is slack, I go to pick mushrooms and wild vegetables, and go to Baishan to look for ginseng in winter."

Uncle Cen was very excited, his chest rose and fell when he spoke.

Huang Yan listened to them talking, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't say anything.

I also look around, Cen Chunhong is worthy of admiration.She is two years older than me?
She can support her parents, what about me?Every day, my parents are like tortoises lying on their backs, and I am so worried that I can't sleep and shed tears every day.

People cannot be compared.

Don't say that I make money to support my parents, I can rise from the bottom one to the bottom three, and my mother hugs and kisses me.

"My old girl has improved," she said.

Thinking about it, we were let into the house by Uncle Cen.

This earthen house is rare now, and you can smell an earthy smell when you enter the house.

Newspapers were pasted on the walls of the room, and the worn-out furniture was wiped clean.

On the broken table, there was a plate of stewed potatoes with cabbage, like clear water, with no oily spots on it.

There are also several bowls of rice.

At this moment, Cen Chunhong washed three not-so-big tomatoes, brought them over in an old iron basin with peeling paint, and handed them to Xue Chen and me.

She looked at us like that, scared and shy.

"Just wash three?" Xue Chen looked like a cannonball, turning his eyes away from the small basin, "Who is enough to eat? Broken persimmons are also a rare item. You must have never eaten peaches and bananas, have you?"

On the Baishan side, there are no local fruits such as peaches, apples and bananas. It is cold here, and the fruit trees are hard to live.

But he can't run on Cen Chunhong like this. If we hadn't come, these three persimmons would probably be reluctant to eat them as fruits, and they should be eaten by the family.

Cen Chunhong's eyes turned red, and she wanted to cry.

"What are you doing?" I slapped Xue Chen on the back of the head, "Do you know it's okay? Why are you bullying Sister Chunhong?"

Just because of my admiration for Cen Chunhong, I have to say something for her.

"Just hello!" Xue Chen snorted and rubbed the back of his head.

"Sister Chunhong, thank you, this persimmon looks delicious." I took the small iron basin.

Cen Chunhong looked at me gratefully, and murmured, "Little sister, you can eat, there are still some in the yard, I'm afraid you won't be able to finish eating, and the rest will be ruined, so I washed three, you can eat." .”

"Still ruined? Can you talk? Give us persimmons, is it ruined?" Xue Chen started again!

Uncle Cen and Aunt Cen were also embarrassed.

In fact, I was too embarrassed to eat persimmons, so I picked up a persimmon and said, "Thank you sister."

I looked up at Huangyan, what time is it?Why are you still at Cen's house?

"No hurry." Huang Yan looked down at me with loving eyes.

(End of this chapter)