I'm just a peach

Chapter 441 Can't Say Comforting Words

"I'm back." The old man said loudly, his voice rang in Ronghua's ears. He was startled, but before he could react, he saw the old man walking tremblingly to the table and wiping the bench with his sleeve, "young man ,sit."

The teapot was empty, and the old man had a tanned look on his face: "I'm so sorry, we don't have anything to eat. I'll go and boil some water for you. If you're hungry, there are still a few steamed buns here. You can just eat it." .”

Although Ronghua came to the human world, he is a fairy body after all, so he doesn't feel hungry at all. In addition, the hard steamed buns look unpalatable, but he knows in his heart that this is a small amount of food.

Seeing that Emperor Ronghua would not eat or drink, the old man did not force him. He just dug out a bowl of porridge that could be called rice washing water from a dilapidated big jar, opened the curtain and walked into the inner room, and came out again after a long time.He didn't eat the rice porridge, instead he covered the jar, and he picked up the few drops of water that flowed down the jar, and licked it clean with his fingers.

Sitting beside Ronghua, he stared at the rice vat and said, "Now there are no people in the village, only us old people are lingering, and the food is almost gone. These rice are the last ones left. The old woman is sick. If you don’t need money to see a doctor, you can only feed her some rice.”

Tears flowed from his cloudy eyes, as if he was afraid of being seen by Rong Hua, the old man turned sideways and covered his face with his thick palms: "But I know, she won't survive, we will all die."

Rong Hua opened his mouth, he was not good at words, he couldn't say any comforting words.

But if Taotao was here at this moment, she would definitely smile and comfort the old man, and then ask him to save these poor villagers.

Thinking of Taotao, the heart that was no longer beating in his heart throbbed slightly.He stood up and lifted the curtain under the surprised eyes of the old man. An old woman with her eyes closed felt the light and turned her face.

Her eyes were full of white turbidity, and she obviously couldn't see who it was, but she knew it was not her husband based on years of feeling, so she tugged on the quilt in a panic.

Ronghua walked up to her, looked down at her already ashen face, waved his long sleeves, as if something was covering her body, the old woman's eyes suddenly widened, and she slowly sat up on the bed. Get up!
This scene stunned the old man who had just walked into the room. His feet softened, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop": "Immortal... living immortal!"

The old woman was also stunned, as if she didn't believe she would get better, suddenly trembled all over, raised her feet and got out of bed: "I, I'm alright?"

"It will be cured after a few more days of cultivation." Rong Hua helped the two old people up, "It is taboo not to contact people who are suffering from the plague."

"Living God, you saved our lives, we will definitely repay you like cows and horses! I beg you, save others!" The old man grabbed his arm suddenly and begged,

Rong Hua nodded slightly: "That's natural."

There were tears of joy in the eyes of the old man, and they stared at Ronghua with almost adoring eyes. It was the eyes of people looking at gods. Ronghua had seen it countless times, but only this time, his heart spread into his heart that even he himself was afraid of it. Unbelievable warmth.

He was finally changed, but the person who changed him was no longer there.

Rong Hua smiled wryly, followed the old man and walked outside.This is his mission. As a god, he must do something. After finishing this last thing, he will go to accompany her.

(End of this chapter)