Xianzun, your sweet wife is fierce and sweet

Chapter 162 Broke Ahua's Table

"Girl, if someone comes later, you must stay inside and don't come out, you understand?" The old woman is also a kind person, and this Ah Hua said that there is a visitor.

But now there is no one there, so it means that this guest may come to visit again, as for who she does not know, but, to plan ahead, it is better to explain some things first.

"Okay." Qian Gungun can think of something, but she is also a guest now, so she can't give pointers to things here, and other people are doing it for her own good.

"Well, the girl sit down first, Ah Hua, and pour tea." The old man was carrying the load in front of the house to get the food inside, and the old woman was going to make lunch.

The remaining Ah Hua is responsible for entertaining the guests. Judging from the way they get along, Ah Hua and this girl should look pretty good.

"Big sister drinks tea." A'hua poured a cup of hot tea for Qian Gungun, Qian Gungun took it, smelled it, but there was no smell.

After taking a sip, this tea didn't have any tea fragrance, and it tasted just so-so. Compared with the tea she had drunk before, it couldn't be compared at all.

Qian Gungun took two sips before putting it down, "Ah Hua, do you mean the bad guys who captured the village?"

"Big sister, how do you know?" A'hua opened her eyes wide, looking at Qian Gungun in disbelief, and was amazed at Qian Gungun's magical skill.

"Guess." Looking at the way the old woman was facing a formidable enemy just now, it was not difficult to guess how cautious she was when she said these words to herself.

"Well, those people asked grandpa to pay for the food." When Ah Hua talked about this, her mood became a little depressed. The food in the family was not very abundant, and it was just enough to make ends meet.

But those people still have to force their own families to pay food, not only that, but every household in the village must hand in, otherwise, they will not let them go.

The people in the village have nothing to do. If natural disasters and man-made disasters happen and the harvest of crops is not good, the people in the village will be hungry.

"Pay food? What kind of food to pay?" Isn't this the case that all the young men have been taken away?Why are those people so ignorant of restraint, going too far.

This also prevents others from having a way to survive. Qian Gungun looked at the mud house with bare walls, which had gradually fallen off due to the wind and rain.

In this house, there is not even a single thing of value. Even the table and chairs are crumbling and about to break down.

"It is to hand over the food to those people, otherwise, A'hua will be sold." A'hua is still a child of three or four years old, and when she heard that she was going to be sold to the Yihong Courtyard, she felt overwhelmed. I cried in panic.

Moreover, how could Ah Hua's grandparents allow Ah Hua to suffer this kind of suffering? Of course, they would try their best to get it together every month. If they couldn't get it together, they would take out their own rations first.

Fortunately, in addition to growing some food in this family, Ah Hua’s grandfather can also do some handicrafts, weaving bamboo mats, water coasters, door curtains, bamboo baskets, bamboo stools, bamboo tables and other handicrafts with bamboo.

However, when Ah Hua's grandfather sold these things in the town, most of them would be snatched by the landlord's subordinates.

The rest, either they didn't like it, or they had damaged it during the robbing process, and they had no choice but to take it back in lament.

Hearing this, Qian Gungun imagined such an image in his mind: an old man staggering, carrying piles of unsold things, helpless and indignant after being robbed of handicrafts, Under the cold wind of the setting sun, I went home dejectedly.

In fact, in reality, it is even more tragic than the thoughts in Qian Gungun's mind. Sometimes, Ah Hua's grandfather would stop those people, and in order to protect the fruits of his labor, he was beaten up by them.

"It's unreasonable! Ah Hua, I'm going to make the decision for you." Qian Gungun heard this, and the anger in her heart soared. She stood up, slammed the table, and said aggressively.

However, how could this table withstand the angry palm of the money, just like that, with a "slap", the table fell to pieces.

It ended its decades-long job, let it go from now on, and could never come back again, and Ah Hua was stunned seeing Qian Gun Gun's sturdy aura.

The grandfather outside heard the voice inside, thought that something happened, so he hurried over to check, but found that the table was rotten...

Qian Gungun looked at the old man who just came in with some embarrassment. She just vented her inner thoughts, but who knew...

This table is so untouched, just one slap, and then it's gone.

"Grandpa, I'm really sorry. I broke your table. I'll pay you for a new one." The apology on Qian Gungun's face was also visible to the grandfather.

Fortunately, there was nothing on the table, only the broken teacup, so Ah Hua was not hurt.

"It's okay, it's okay, this table is about to rot, and we plan to replace it." The old man didn't blame Qian Gungun, he said very generously.

"You wait, I'll come as soon as I go." Qian Gungun hurriedly ran out of the house of Ahua's family, and headed for the bamboo forest that he saw before.

When there was no one around, she Qiao Qiao used her mana, and her speed became faster. This Ah Hua just wanted to chase her out, but she didn't see Qian Gun Gun anymore.

Qian Gungun came to the bamboo forest. Fortunately, when she was in the bamboo house, she had studied how the bamboo table and bamboo chairs were hooked together.

Qian Gungun wielded his own spells and controlled the bamboo with mana. Qian Gungun had already turned the familiar bronze that was controlled by spiritual power into flames.

When sketching the structure of the bamboo table, Qian Gungun was thinking about it and working on it. After a while, she had already finished a bamboo table and four bamboo chairs.

The money turned into a rope, tied the bamboo table and bamboo chair, and then carried it with his hand, and walked to Ahua's house.

That's right, even if you carry it by hand, people will stop and stare at wherever people pass by in the village. This seemingly weak girl has such great strength.

Qian Gungun returned to Ahua's house and put the bamboo table and bamboo chair in front of the house. At this time, Ahua and her grandfather were standing in front of the house and looking at her.

"Sister, where did you get it?" A'hua was very surprised, how did you get these things in a short time after going out, and the strength is so strong.

"Little girl, you, could it be..." Ah Hua's grandfather spoke slowly and tentatively, thinking that Qian Gun Gun got this thing from somewhere.

To put it bluntly, he thought that Gun Gun Gun had stolen the money from somewhere.

(End of this chapter)