Exile at the beginning: farming with power space

Chapter 61 Passing by Qingshui Town (7)

Fu Xinci couldn't care less, and said, "Brother Qi, I'm going to the grocery store, you wait here for me." Then she plunged into the nearby grocery store.

"..." Qi He really wanted to ask: What does Sister Fu do at the grocery store?But Sister Fu didn't say anything, and asked him to wait here, so he didn't say a word. He couldn't be an underdog that Sister Fu didn't like.

Fu Xinci didn't expect Qi He to be so sincere, and asked him to wait there, just standing there without moving.

Fortunately, after a while, Fu Xinci came out of the grocery store with half a catty of coarse salt wrapped in oil paper.

"Sister Fu, did you buy salt?"

"Well, I bought some other things." Fu Xinci said vaguely, so that when they returned, she would take out some things so that they could get away with it.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that he had laid the groundwork in place, so he pulled Qi He to go after the cheap dad.

"Wait, sister Fu, wait."

"What's wrong?"

"Sister Fu, the noodle bag was carried away by Uncle Fu, so you can carry the basket for me." Qi He always felt that he was empty-handed for a young man, but let Sister Fu, a little girl, carry the basket.

"Huh? I forgot about it. These melons are really heavy."

Fu Xinci only focused on Xianggua Shen, and didn't mention anything else.

Qi He hurriedly supported the pannier on Fu Xinci's back, and neatly took out five melons to hold them in his arms.

Hey, it seems to be wrong with his original intention, but Fu Xinci didn't give him a chance to nag, and walked forward with brisk steps.

"Sister Fu, wait for me."

Qi He: Originally he bought muskmelon to quench Sister Fu's thirst, but they all walked back, and Sister Fu hadn't eaten yet, so he was anxious.

"Brother Qi, follow up." With five melons missing from the basket, Fu Xinci walked much faster.

Qi He still wanted to say something, but he thought it was right to take the melon back and eat it together, so he jumped over and followed Sister Fu in a few steps.

Yu'er sat in the shadow of a tree by the roadside, kept looking in the direction of the market, waiting for his sister and brother Qi to come back and bring him delicious food.

The tall and thin figure of my father caught my eye first, I don't know what he was carrying.Then he seemed to see his sister and Brother Qi.Brother Qi seemed to be holding a green-skinned melon in his arms, and Yu'er suddenly smiled, and was about to pounce on it with his short legs.

"Brother Qi, sister, sister."

"Hey. Yu'er don't run, just wait there." Qi He liked Yu'er's enthusiasm, but he was also afraid that Yu'er would fall, so he hurriedly stopped him from running forward.

"Okay, I'll just stand here and wait for my sister and brother Qi." The little guy said the most cute words, but his eyes were fixed on the melon in Qi He's arms, without moving.

Looking at his grandson's small appearance, Meng Qingping felt bitter in his heart. It was he, the grandfather, who brought the whole family down.Especially the two children, who have experienced hardships that they should not have experienced at a young age.

"Father." Fu Yu walked up to Meng Qingping and put the noodle bag he was carrying on a clean boulder.

"What did you buy?"

"It looks like corn noodles."

"Corn noodles are good, we can eat a few more meals." Meng Qingping doesn't have too many requirements for food now, as long as he can eat enough.

But from a distance, he saw Qi boy hugging several melons, and his granddaughter even carried a small basket on her back.

What made him even more unbelievable was that his granddaughter smiled at them as she walked.From his granddaughter's mischievous smile, he seems to have glimpsed some unknown secrets.

"Brother Qi, sister." Seeing that her sister and Qi had finally walked in front of him, Yu'er immediately opened her small hands to greet him.

"Sister." He didn't forget that his sister said to buy him delicious food.

"Here, all the delicious food is in my back basket." Fu Xinci liked to see Yu'er's surprised expression the most, so she turned around and knelt down to show Yu'er what was in the back basket.

"Ah, slot cakes, a lot of slot cakes." Yu'er hadn't eaten this kind of dessert for many days, seeing her sister bought so many slot cakes at once, she immediately waved her little hand happily.

"Yuer eats, and my sister will buy it for Yuer in the future."

"Yeah." Yu'er agreed, grabbed a piece of trough cake and handed it to his grandfather first: "Grandfather eat."

"Hey, good boy, grandpa eat."

Seeing that his grandfather took the trough cake, Yu'er grabbed another piece and handed it to Qi He, "Brother Qi, eat it."

Looking at the trough cake Yu'er sent to him, Qi He felt warmer than the weather in June.

"Thank you Yu'er."

"Hee hee, Brother Qi, you don't have to thank me, my parents will eat too." Yu'er grabbed a piece with one hand and handed it to her parents respectively.

Then I grabbed two more pieces, gave one to my sister, and sent the other to my own mouth.

The whole family watched Yu'er's actions. Although they didn't say much, they all agreed with Yu'er's actions.

"Ah, this trough cake is delicious, better than the trough cake from the Hanji pastry shop in our county." Yu'er only took one bite and could tell the difference in taste.

Qi He was holding the trough cake in his hand and hadn't figured out when Sister Fu bought the trough cake.

I was attracted by Yu'er's words that the trough cake was delicious.

How could he miss the delicious food? He didn't even think about when Sister Fu bought it, and only two words remained in his mind: delicious.

"Well, Grandpa Meng, this trough cake is really delicious. Well... it's just a bit choking."

"Hahaha, slow down, kid Qi, drink your saliva and eat." After Meng Qingping finished speaking, he handed over the water bag on his back.

"Well, thank you, Grandpa Meng." Qi He took over the water bag, drank a big mouthful of water, and then stroked his small chest comfortably.

"Grandfather, Yu'er also needs to drink water."

"Okay, let Yu'er drink water too." Meng Qingping picked up the water bag as a habit, and prepared to feed Yu'er water.

"Father, it's better to come here, son. You can also try this trough cake. It tastes really good."

"Well, good." Seeing that his son wanted to feed his grandson water, Meng Qingping happily gave it to him. His son and his wife came, and his greatest joy was watching his son and grandson Chenghuan's knees.

Looking down at the trough cake I was holding in my hand, I remembered what my son said just now, so I would try it, "Not to mention, the taste of this trough cake is different from Han Ji's, our Yu'er's little mouth , it’s quite easy to use, and it comes out in one bite.”

Alas, when I get older, I like to eat soft ones, and Meng Qingping is no exception, not to mention his stomach and intestines are not good, this trough cake, I used to always keep it at home, in case he feels empty in his stomach, he can take it at any time Cushion your tummy.

Thinking of his old wife who passed away, Meng Qingping's face darkened again.It's just that he didn't want his children and grandchildren to worry about him, so he forced himself to look at his little grandson.

Yu'er was praised by his grandfather, his eyes were shining, and he looked up at his grandfather with a small face, thinking that he was asking his sister if she had any good things. If he wanted to give it to his grandfather, his grandfather would like it very much.

(End of this chapter)