Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

Chapter 82
Yin Xiuzhen took Liu Qingcao to the kitchen, opened the cupboard, and there were sheets of white flour pancakes inside. Looking at these pancakes, Liu Qingcao felt that they were very fragrant for no reason.

"Green grass, come here, take it and eat it, I just baked it today, it's very fragrant."

Yin Xiuzhen brought out the bowl, put it on the table, and gave Liu Qingcao a pair of chopsticks.

Liu Qingcao didn't take the old man's kindness into consideration, picked up a piece of pancake, and put it in his mouth. This is the original taste of the food, with a little cat cat salt added, the saltiness is moderate, and the taste is strong.

"Grandma Yin, this cake is delicious." Liu Qingcao smiled and raised her head, expressing her liking to Yin Xiuzhen who was standing beside her vaguely.

Yin Xiuzhen lovingly touched her head.

"Eat more if it tastes good, and take the rest home to eat if you can't finish it. Grandma likes you very much, sunny and lively and smart." It's very similar to myself when I was young.

Yin Xiuzhen smiled and looked back at herself more than 20 years ago. At that time, she was a little girl, her parents loved her, her brothers and friends respected her, and the family was harmonious. Man-made disasters disrupted the original beauty of their home.

Thinking about it, Yin Xiuzhen shed tears unknowingly. The tears blurred her eyes, making her unable to see clearly. Just like back then, no matter how they walked, they couldn't see the road ahead, and they were hurt all over...

In those few years, it was miserable, not only them, but the people of the entire Dayu Dynasty, it was miserable!
She survived by risking her life, but her relatives were not as lucky as her, and all died in the summer of that year.

Ugh!
Yin Xiuzhen sighed, and gently closed her eyes. Liu Qingcao felt the change in the breath of the people behind her, turned her head, and saw Yin Xiuzhen's face was full of tears, her expression was sad, and the corners of her mouth were trembling.

Seeing Yin Xiuzhen like this, Liu Qingcao felt distressed. She didn't know why the old man was so sad suddenly, but she could feel her boundless sadness and grief from her current state.

In Qianfeng Town, there are mostly people who fled. In Liu Qingcao's mind, the words that the old man Niu said suddenly appeared...

It has been more than ten years since this incident, and they still can't get out, which is enough to prove the tragedy of the year.

No wonder Grandma Yin thought that she was still so calm after returning to the light. It turned out that she thought that death was a kind of relief, which could remove the shackles deep in her heart.

"Grandma Yin, what's gone is gone after all. You have to carry their expectations and live well. Don't be too sad. Maybe they are looking at you. They laugh when you laugh, and they cry when you cry."

Liu Qingcao clumsily comforted the old man in front of her. This old man must have lived in pain all these years. Presumably, she was the only one who survived that year, but she has been living in the abyss.

"Qingcao, you know?" Yin Xiuzhen took out a plum blossom handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

"Grandma Yin, I don't know, but seeing you so sad must be because of your relatives."

Liu Qingcao pulled out a comforting smile and expressed her guess.

Yin Xiuzhen sat down next to Liu Qingcao, with a kind and kind look on her face.

"Grandma, I have no relatives."

"Grandma Yin is confused again. Isn't the master your son? How can you have no relatives?"

"Brother Yi was picked up by me after I fled. At that time, he was such a small child, curled up in the corner of the temple, not crying or making trouble. It made people feel pity."

"If it wasn't for him these years, I'm afraid I would have gone long ago. This world is too lonely..." Yin Xiuzhen said, her eyes looking into the distance, sadness hit her, but her face was neither sad nor happy, as if she had been drawn away. soul.

Liu Qingcao pursed her lips tightly, not knowing how to comfort her for a moment, she just waited quietly, waiting for Yin Xiuzhen to speak again.

After a while, Yin Xiuzhen looked away, curled her lips reluctantly, and continued:
"I just heard you say that they will watch me cry and watch me laugh, is that true?"

Yin Xiuzhen's eyes were filled with anticipation. She didn't know why she would suddenly believe such an unfounded statement, but she just wanted to know the answer.

"Grandma Yin, it's true, if they didn't look at you, how could I come here by such a coincidence, it's uncomfortable to meet you at this time.

How come you wake up from a deep sleep and suddenly feel sharp, this is not a flashback, Grandma Yin, it is your relatives who are protecting you. "

Liu Qingcao nodded with a firm tone, so that she could bring hope to the person who wanted to die, and make her believe in her own words, so that she could choose to live better.

"Father and mother, elder brother and second elder brother, are you really watching me by my side all the time? Are you also so sad that you can't eat well, sleep well, and worry about me every day?"

"It was my fault, I made you worry..."

As Yin Xiuzhen was talking, she lay down on the table and began to cry, like a child who had made a mistake, begging for forgiveness from her parents.

Liu Qingcao looked at the grey-haired old man in front of him, who was crying hard, and felt a little less heavy in his heart.

It's good to believe it, cry out, and the emotions that have been suppressed for so many years are released. She believes that in the days to come, she will no longer feel that living is a pain.

After a long time, the sobbing sound gradually died down, and Yin Xiuzhen's shoulders trembling due to excitement, slowly stopped.

Yin Xiuzhen lying on the table, after crying for a while, her body gradually relaxed, and her body was sleepy, so she fell asleep like this, with the corners of her lips curled up, and a smile on her face, like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old Sleep soundly, little girl.

Liu Qingcao didn't want to disturb her, so she found a coat and put it on her body.

"grass?"

Yan Yi entered the door just in time to see this scene, stepped forward a little nervously, and called out in a low voice.

Afraid that Yin Xiuzhen would be disturbed, Liu Qingcao made a gesture of hissing, stepped lightly, and walked aside.

"Master Yan, are you down?"

"Well, come back and have a look. My mother's health is not good recently, so I'm a little worried." Master Yan didn't look at Liu Qingcao, but looked worriedly at the person lying on the table.

Liu Qingcao smiled, this Yan Yi is still a filial son, it seems that Liu Jiangbei did not worship the wrong teacher.

"Master Yan, Grandma Yin is asleep now, don't move, let Grandma Yin sleep well and wake up."

"Well, Qingcao came to Jiangbei?"

Master Yan hummed softly, his voice softened a little, and he was no longer so nervous.

"Oh, I came to the town to look for Uncle Liu. The house has produced fresh vegetables for the past two days. I wanted to bring some for you. Grandma Yin just happened to be unwell, so she was helped into the house. When she woke up, she would take care of her. Let me eat pancakes, this pancake is delicious, I have eaten several of them."

Liu Qingcao explained the matter lightly, she didn't care if she believed it or not, anyway, there was no one around at that time, so she could say whatever she wanted.

"Then I would like to thank Qingcao on behalf of my mother. If you like this pancake, you can eat it at home. My mother must think so."

Yan Yi raised his hands and bowed to her, Liu Qingcao didn't want to, and moved his footsteps to the side to avoid it.

"Master Yan is serious, it's just a small effort, there is no need to perform this big gift, Grandma Yin is asleep and needs someone to watch, Master Yan is back, then I will leave first, and I will come back when I am free."

Liu Qingcao still had something to do and couldn't delay any longer, so she bid farewell.

Yan Yi knew that she had something to do, so he didn't stay any longer, he just wrapped up the pancakes on the table and put them in Liu Qingcao's basket.

Liu Qingcao smiled, did not refuse, and carried the basket into the bullock cart.

Yan Yi looked at the far away back, a slight smile appeared on his resolute face, and the coldness soon returned.

(End of this chapter)