Pastoral elegance: the shocking little peasant girl

Chapter 179 The Lying Child

"Your house is running out of firewood, how about chopping some for you in your free time?" Yu Wenshan said, nodding his chin towards the place where the firewood was placed.

"Uh, no need for this, my mother will get it back." Tian Xiaohe shook his head, not wanting to bother him, "How about going to the river to catch fish in the evening?"

"Your mother cut firewood for you when she came back from being tired all day? You are really unfilial. Didn't the old monk teach you how to be filial to your parents when he entrusted you with dreams?"

Yu Wenshan shook his head slightly, feeling a little unaccustomed to a girl like her who knows how to eat satin all day long, besides, why does a monk who can preach Buddhism only tell her about satin in a dream, but not To teach a child about filial piety?

After all, girls from normal families want to learn from female celebrities and obey the guidelines for female husbands, but as for her, she seems to have food in her head, and occasionally hears some strange terms.

Yu Wenshan shook his head slightly in his heart, feeling that there were many truths in her words, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't find any big mistakes, so he didn't expose them.

"How can I be unfilial? I didn't ask her to cut it. She insisted on cutting it. I couldn't stop it. I gave her money to buy it, but she didn't go. What can I do? Besides, the village People from all walks of life will build houses and schools for you, and I can’t find anyone to cut it down.”

Tian Xiaohe pursed her lips, and what she said was very straightforward. As for the matter of the old monk, she didn't want to mention it; after all, it was something she made up to fool Yu Wenshan. Naturally, the less information and the more mysterious, the better.

Tian Xiaohe felt that the lies she wove were perfect, but she didn't know that the other party had already seen through them. After all, she was only a 15-year-old high school student. Even with Qian Xiaohe's ten years of experience, the total was only 25 years. How could she be nearly four years old? Ten's Yu Wenshan's opponent?He is an old demon walking out of the black heart of intrigue.

"You're right, but why don't you answer me when I cut it for you?" Yu Wenshan asked in a gentle and gentle manner, just like a ghost fox that was so insidious that no one could detect it.

"Grandpa Yuwen, I've already called you Grandpa. Tell me, can I ask you to chop firewood unfilially? Did Grandpa Qian in my family ask my dad to chop firewood when he came here, and he never did it himself."

Tian Xiaohe's eyes were fixed on the omelets in the pan, and he spoke with great momentum, but he was very humble in his heart, for fear that he would hear that she was saying that he was old.

"Xiaohe, what do you mean..." Yu Wenshan smiled lightly, put aside half a sentence, and got stuck in the second half. He took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped his mouth and hands, watching her cover it up. With a small face, he paused for a long time before saying, "Grandpa still has something to do, let's go first, so you don't need to see it off."

Tian Xiaohe was stunned, knowing that he might have offended this great god, but seeing the smile he threw back after climbing over the wall, it felt strange.

After such a dazed effort, the omelette in the pot smelled a bit burnt, Tian Xiaohe quickly turned it over, put aside those extra thoughts, and concentrated on spreading the omelette until after spreading the batter, another bowl of supernatural power Watered the two ridges of radishes planted by Aunt Wang, and then went out with a basket.

Unknowingly, Tian Xiaohe came to the new house, looking at the half without doors and windows, his heart was empty, as if someone had taken away the most important things.
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(End of this chapter)