Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 363
The entire dining room fell silent because of Yu Linglong's silence.

Shopkeeper Zeng took a light look at the noisy disciples, and they all sat up straight, lowered their eyebrows, and ate silently with the best dining etiquette, not even daring to lift their eyelids.

Shu Yingtong was still calm and expressionless, as if he had just said an insignificant and ordinary thing.

Glancing at Yu Linglong whose shoulders were shaking slightly, she got up and sat down at the tea table in the corner, opened a map of Yuchuan Province, and examined it quietly.

The place names above are circled with light and heavy red pens to indicate the severity of the epidemic, and the red circles are all over the map.

The dark red circle was not drawn all at once.

Accentuated again and again, and finally dark red.

Just like the blood dried and solidified.

In some places, there are even no words marked.

These are the places abandoned by the court, and the villages and towns were abandoned by brutal means until no one survived.

After the meal, everyone cleared the tables at a very fast speed, and they were busy with their own business. Only Shu Yingtong, who came from outside, and the shopkeeper Zeng were left in the dining room.

"Yuheng." Shopkeeper Zeng let go of his crossed fingers, and slowly loosened his tangled brows, "This old man should have taken you to the epidemic area in person, but..."

He glanced at Yu Linglong who happened to raise her head with tears on her face, and smiled kindly at her.

"This old man is worthy of heaven and earth in his life. The only thing he owes is the mother and daughter. It's fine when I can't see you, but such a beautiful and clever little person is right in front of you. Alas, this person. Once you have concerns, you will It’s easy to get stuck.”

He always felt that his old bones could be squeezed again, but he was tired.

But the pitiful appearance of his little granddaughter, whose little nose turned red from crying, really made him feel uneasy.

He knew how difficult the road to the southwest was, and it was difficult for a nine-year-old girl to come here on horseback.

Not to mention such a delicate and tender female doll, even a rough-skinned and thick-skinned wild boy like A Sui would have to wear off a layer of thigh skin when he travels day and night.

She didn't cry bitterly, but pouted her mouth and complained softly to the sorghum rice on the dining table.

What an annoying little girl.
Jing Yunyan pinched the map and turned back to him with a forced smile, "What is Uncle Zeng doing with such kind words? It was a coincidence that we met sister Ah Qi. The little girl is considered a great fortune, so I brought it here to make you happy." Happy."

"At your age, don't take any credit from the younger generation, okay? Ah Sui is much more energetic than you, why don't you let him go with us?"

Upon hearing this, shopkeeper Zeng, who was full of shame, immediately exploded like a firecracker, jumping up and slapping his chest fiercely.

"Stinky boy, who do you say is old! Look at my strong body, old! Don't think that you can ignore others because you are handsome. I was no uglier than you back then!"

As he spoke, he picked up Yu Linglong, held her face in both hands and stretched it out in front of Jing Yunyan, "Did you see, the image from another generation is exactly the same as when I was young!"

Shu Yingtong looked up at Yu Linglong whose face was squeezed like a biscuit, and cast a sympathetic look.

"Sister-in-law. Help. Help me." Yu Linglong's depressed mood was instantly squeezed out, her mouth was squeezed into a chicken's mouth, and she couldn't speak clearly.

What kind of grandfather is this.
The hand is too strong
Yu Cunxin looked at Yu Linglong who was constantly struggling, and rushed to the top of her head angrily, "It's unreasonable!"

Just as he was about to kick off the stool and get up, his wrist was grabbed and pulled back, and his back hit a strong shoulder.

"Idiot, what did you do in the past, Uncle Zeng can still hurt his granddaughter?" Zhou Chi's low voice had a helpless smile, and his tone was intimate and natural.

Haven't you seen that people are using the simplest way to shorten the distance between strangers?

"Are you blind? When did Ah Qi suffer this kind of grievance!" Yu Cunxin shook him off vigorously, wanting to rush up to rescue Yu Linglong.

The main reason is that Ah Qi, who she holds in her palm, is now like a puppy whose head is held in its hands, and its hands and feet are struggling crazily, which is embarrassing.

Zhou Chi wrapped his arms around her waist, "Put her here with peace of mind. When they get to know each other well, it's not clear who will bully whom."

With Little Demon Star's deeds being a disservice, it would be more at ease to put her here.

Besides, Uncle Zeng...

When a person gets old, the person who hurt him the most has passed away, and many things have become bearish.

It's time to enjoy the different kind of family happiness brought by this troublesome little magic star
Yu Linglong struggled for a while but no one rescued her, she struggled to find the small silver bean sprouts from her bosom, pressed down a leaf sprout, and poked the back of Shopkeeper Zeng's hand with her backhand.

"Hmph, if you don't save me, I'll do it myself!" She shook her head angrily, "Think my head is like a glutinous rice ball! Rub it back and forth, won't I get dizzy!"

"Yo? The things Ah Fang made are quite exquisite~"

Shopkeeper Zeng grabbed her hand with a smile, and looked at a needle point protruding from the middle of the two leaf buds with great interest. The faint blue light on it looked like it had been poisoned.

Yu Linglong rubbed her face hard, tilted her head and blinked at the old man squatting in front of her, "What's my mother's name?"

This question is somewhat silly when asked by an ordinary girl, and she will be laughed at at least.

Except for Jing Yunyan and Shu Yingtong, everyone else cast their eyes in anticipation of getting an answer.

Shopkeeper Zeng was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes and sighed, and said in a low voice, "Your grandmother named your mother Lan Shexiao."

When the girl was about to get married, her mother tied a scarf on her.

It's good to get married, and it's ninety.

When a woman gets married, her mother will tie a scarf for her, which is called Jiejian.

Named Shefang
That person used this method to remind him how unfeeling he was back then.

"My surname is Lan." Yu Cunxin murmured to himself, her fingers unconsciously scratching the back of Zhou Chi's hand, "I always feel like I've heard this name somewhere before."

"Mother!" Yu Linglong pinched the silver bean sprouts and pointed at the shopkeeper excitedly, "My mother is actually the last saint of Miaojiang, who disappeared for 20 years after she became a woman!"

With a word that awakened the dreamer, Yu Cunxin remembered.Last year, I took Ah Qi to drink tea in a tea house. There was a table of people chatting with each other while drinking, saying that they met Lan Ling, the saint of Miaojiang, in the post house.

Guessing why she came out of Miao Jiang, she didn't forget to praise her appearance at the same time.

At that time, a neighbor leaned over to talk to her, and said with a longing face that if the last Miaojiang saintess, Lan Shexiang, was still alive, she should be three points more beautiful than Lan Ling.

After all, Lan Ling can be a saint just because she looks like Lan Shexiang.

Yu Cunxin thought of the grandparent and grandson couple he had seen before, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't understand.

"But why did they save my master?"

Logically speaking, the saintess of Miaojiang is not only the person with the highest status in Miaojiang, but also the puppet with the most noble status.

Disappearing suddenly is equivalent to betraying Miao Jiang.

After thinking about it, I asked unconsciously.

"They were not willing to save them." Jing Yunyan rolled up the map and put it in a sleeve, "After all, Uncle Zeng is the nightmare of the elders of Miaojiang, if they can make their life worse than death once, they will have a second time. "

After he finished speaking, he patted Yu Linglong's head, "Your poison is useless to your grandfather, stay here obediently, I don't want us to be greeted by the burnt Huichun Hall when we come back."

Shu Yingtong straightened her clothes and got up, and glanced at the shopkeeper Zeng, "I can't understand what you people are doing with a mouth. If you don't need it, you can donate it."

I heard a lot of gossip when I was idle on the boat, and some felt wronged for Ah Qi.

These people who secretly did this and that for her kept secrets while they were alive. If she really died, would they go to the grave and burn paper to tell her?
(End of this chapter)