Confiscated and exiled?Phew, I emptied the warehouse first

Chapter 203 Yan Congxin meets Tang Si

After Su Mo took off her feet, Ma Fengya turned over and climbed up, rubbing her sore head.

The feeling of being hungover was so uncomfortable. She now smelled the smell of alcohol in the air around her, making her stomach twitch.

Ma Fengya covered her mouth, feeling like vomiting.

Ugh……

As expected, wine cannot be drunk without restraint.

My stomach is also growling with hunger. It would be so delicious if I had a bowl of noodles at this time.

She looked at Su Mo, who was sleeping soundly.

"Momo, it's such a pleasure to meet you."

"I saw your husband yesterday. He is really a god-like man. He treats you well. I can tell that he cares about you."

"And your family, they all treat you very well. Now, I can leave with peace of mind."

Ma Fengya even rubbed her little head against Su Mo's body, and then got out of bed with a righteous expression.

"You must take good care of yourself from now on. We will never meet again."

After taking another deep look at Su Mo, Ma Fengya strode out.

She has to go home.

Otherwise, those unscrupulous villagers would definitely think she had run away and gather in front of her house to cause trouble.

The auspicious time mentioned by the wizard is not the right time.

(Author’s popular science: [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] pm is the last hour.)
There was still time, and she could still have a good time catching up with her father.

As soon as he went out, he bumped into Zhang Guilan carrying two bowls of noodle soup.

The steam on his face made Ma Fengya swallow his saliva.

Take a deep breath, it smells so good.

She immediately stared at Zhang Guilan with bright eyes.

Zhang Guilan also said with a kind face: "Girl, your feet are not too big or too small. The noodles have just come out of the pot. Come over and eat them while they are hot."

I'm just waiting for your words.

Ma Fengya nodded quickly: "Then I'm welcome."

He sat down on the stool, picked it up with his chopsticks, puffed his mouth and blew twice, then sucked it into his mouth and chewed it.

The noodles were a little lumpy, but as soon as the warm stuff entered my stomach, my stomach felt warm and indescribably warm.

That satisfied look was like a lazy kitten.

Because Su Mo and Ma Fengya were still sleeping, today's breakfast was made by Yan Congling and Zhang Guilan in the next room.

However, Yan Congling didn't say anything nice. She always disliked Zhang Guilan while cooking:
"Grandma, you're far from doing the same thing as my aunt's cooking."

"I want some hotpot."

"No, no, how can you cook it with water?"

"Oh, I need to add some seasoning,"

"Use this, use this."

"Oh, forget it, grandma, why don't you just let me do it."

Anyway, all the condiments from my aunt are here.

Yan Congling held a large spatula in her hand and thought: Can I still cook noodles?
Then, I saw a five-year-old little guy, stepping on a small stool and working on the stove.

Zhang Guilan smiled and watched Yan Congling's tossing.

As for the noodles, Yan Congling was very dissatisfied with them.

Color, fragrance, nothing at all.

She felt that if she had asked her grandmother to cook it just now, it would definitely taste better than what she made.

When Yan Congling came to Su Mo's room, she saw Ma Fengya picking up the bowl, drinking all the noodle soup, then stretching and sighing: "It feels good."

Yan Congling originally felt a little disappointed that her cooking was not ideal, but she was surprised when she met Ma Fengya who was so supportive.

"You...have you eaten all this?"

Ma Fengya pinched Yan Congling's little face, seeing how cute this little guy was, and said of course, "Of course."

She also muttered in her heart: One meal is one less meal.

Yan Conling was very happy: "If you eat my food, you will be my friend, Yan Conling. If you come here often in the future, I will cook it for you."

Her face couldn't hide the excitement, she was afraid that Ma Fengya was her guinea pig.These words... Ma Fengya thought she sounded familiar to me.

"Okay, sure, sure."

She looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late and she had to go back, so she said goodbye to Yan Congling.

"Hey, hey, I don't know your name yet."

Ma Fengya walked forward gracefully, waving to Yan Conling: "Ma Fengya."

……

After Su Mo and Gale Bird laughed and joked, Gale Bird was full of curiosity and asked: "Master, what is going on."

Su Mo is a vengeful person.

Just now, Swift Bird said he wouldn't help her, but now he wants to know?

hum...

"I will not tell you."

Gale Bird scratched his head and ears. This owner is really a dog. He asked him for help and looked like he was begging his master.

It's the other way around!

But the next second, Gale Bird said very spinelessly: "Good master, just tell me."

Who makes it really curious.

"My interest has been piqued, but if you don't say anything anymore, I'll forget about it."

Gale Bird scratched his head and ears.

Su Mo didn't show off any more: "I met a friend yesterday. She encountered something and needs help."

Gale Bird patted its chest and said, "Master's friends are my friends, and I, the old bird, will not hesitate to do anything to you."

Definitely a righteous look.

However, Su Mo was skeptical about the authenticity of this statement.

"It's nothing. I just want to ask you. Before, you said that you were naturally blood-suppressed against low-level creatures like donkeys. What about chickens? Do you also have blood-suppression against chickens?"

Gale Bird rolled his eyes disdainfully:
"Master, you look down on me too much. Let's just talk about this rooster. I want it to crow at the second watch, but it doesn't dare to wait until the third watch."

"The hen, I don't want her to lay eggs. She has laid half of her eggs, so I have to find a way to hold them back."

Su Mo gave a thumbs up.

"That's enough. When I need you, just gather the roosters in the village to crow."

Su Mo thought about it. Regarding the situation in the village, since they were very superstitious and regarded wizards as gods, she could only defeat magic with magic.

Isn't it just a little trick? She, Su Mo, can do it too.

After communicating the details with Gale Bird, Su Mo's consciousness retreated from the space.

……

And when Su Mo was communicating with Gale Bird.

Yan Congxin has been called to a place by Tang Si.

She looked concerned, touched Yan Congxin's face, touched Yan Congxin's hand, and even had tears in her eyes.

"Good boy, you are suffering."

Yan Congxin looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him, feeling particularly uncomfortable in his heart.

Tang Si looked obviously older.

In the past, this person in front of her loved her in every possible way and responded to her requests.

Even on the road to exile, Tang Si did not criticize her too much.

Many times later, Yan Congxin recalled those lawless days.

It seems that no matter what I do wrong, there is always someone to back me up.

But later on, the conditions on the road to exile were difficult, and the Yan family's main house couldn't even take care of themselves, so it was normal to have no spare time to take care of her.

But when she learned that she was not a child of the Yan family, Yan Ce did those beastly things to her, which made Yan Congxin hate Yan Ce from the hair down to the toenails.

But for the woman in front of her, she was Yan Ce's mother and her former grandmother. She didn't do anything to stop it when that happened, but she sincerely felt sorry for Yan Congxin.

Yan Congxin really didn't know how to face it.

(End of this chapter)