Rebirth: Peasant Girl is Good at Farming

Chapter 280

Ning finished the dinner and paid for it.

The employee also sent two pieces of milk candy and said, "come again next time!" after seeing Ning banquet, Ning'an was in a better mood.

I don't know whether it's because the sugar in my mouth is too sweet, or because the smile of the employees is too beautiful.

Back in the yard.

Doudou is still digging with a small shovel.

Ning Yan sat in the yard, watching Doudou digging.

After a while, I went back to the yard.

Granny Huo did as she imagined, weeding in the backyard.

"Granny Huo, Yang Taifu said you can go back, and Doudou will stay here."

Granny Huo has children and daughters. When she first came here, she could guess with her nose what she said to Wu youniang. Only when she was an orphan could she arouse sympathy from others.

She didn't stay in the capital very long. She saw Tai Fu live for a few more days. When she left, she took Doudou away.

It's not a problem for Granny Huo to continue to stay.

And When you are old, you should enjoy the happiness of your children and grandchildren.

"Can go back, go back well, go back well, that big lady is to accept beans?"

With a sigh of relief, Granny Huo bent over the arch and looked at Doudou.

Eyes, with a reluctant.

After all, people are human because they have feelings and get along with each other for such a long time. Doudou has long been regarded as a parent and grandson.

"What do you think of Yang Taifu's presence?"

"Hey, hey..." Granny Huo smiles.

Mr. Tai Fu has never failed in anything.

"Well, I won't wait. I'll go back today!" Although granny Huo is reluctant to give up, she still has to go. Her home is not here after all.

When I am old, I will be my ancestor at home. I will not come out again.

I went back to my room and cleaned up my package. I said a few words to Doudou as I walked through the yard.

Doudou nods with a smile.

After granny Huo left, Doudou continued to dig.

Ning Yan looked for a while, and finally found that the beans are not strong.

If you can't contact him, you can't see the spirit of Doudou.

This is a good kid.

I don't know if Mr. Xue has studied the spirit.

There should be, so old, the main attack is the doctor, mental problems are also sick.

"Doudou, what would you like to eat at night?"

Doudou put the spade in his hand on the ground and gave a clever smile to Ning Yan: "eat cake."

"Cake can't be eaten as a meal. How about steamed buns?"

"Oh, yes." Little head point, found that the ground did not know where floating from a dry leaf.

Take a broom and dustpan and clean the ground.

"Clean..." He said a word to Ning banquet, and poured the things in the dustpan into the garbage outside.

Garbage dump. It's a garbage dump.

On the garbage heap, there are several children lying on the ground, holding the garbage pile with dark hands, and putting the leftovers into their mouths when they see the leftovers.

It's not dirty.

Ning Yan shakes his head, and there is almost no such situation in later generations.

Back in the yard, he took out one of the white steamed buns on the grate, broke it off and put it in Doudou's hands: "go ahead and give the steamed bread to some brothers outside."

"He nodded.

Ningyan, however, was filled with hot water in a cowhide bag, picked up some steamed bread, and followed Doudou.

If there is no adult behind the children holding steamed bread, they will be bullied by those beggars.

There's a dinner party to follow.

When Doudou goes to the garbage heap, the saliva of those abandoned children looks at the steamed bread in Doudou's hands.

Doudou steps back

the eyes of these brothers are terrible.

Looking back at Ning Yan, he took a look at the steamed bread in his hand, and went to the beggar step by step.

In front of these people.

Looking for a thin and small person, he said, "here you are, eat!"

"Give it to me?" The beggar's eyes widened, and the surprise on his face could not be concealed.

How about steamed bread

So white.

So soft.

"Here you are!" Doudou's hand reached forward.

As soon as the beggar reached out to take the steamed bread, a black mark fell on the steamed bread

the black fingerprint of the white steamed bread was very sharp, and there was a trace of embarrassment in his eyes.

Holding the steamed bread, he ran to the corner of the alley and untied an old cotton padded clothes.

Inside was a baby under a year old.

The beggar broke the steamed bread, put it in a bowl with a gap, mixed some water, stirred it with dirty fingers, and put the steamed bread in his mouth.

Feed it into the baby's mouth.Feed the baby, and there is not much steamed bread in hand.

The other beggars on the side of the garbage team swallowed hard and went to the corner.

A fight is about to start.

I'd rather have a meal to clear my throat.

"Stop fighting. There are steamed bread here." He opened the paper bag in his hand.

There are seven or eight steamed buns in it, enough for these beggars to share.

"Give it to us?" The tall and thin beggar had doubts in his eyes.

"Well, just answer one question first." Ning Yan was curious. Why did these people wait for the little beggars with steamed bread to feed their babies.

You know, babies can't eat much.

But

That's food, too.

"You ask." The tall and thin man looked at the steamed bread in Ning Yan's hand with guard in his eyes.

"Why do you start now? I just watched."

"There are so many reasons. It's just a little bit of food, and it doesn't make a difference."

"Is it?" Babies eat a lot.

Ning Yan thought that the answer might be a tall and thin man who would like to deal with her.

But

It doesn't matter.

"Here you are, one for each." Ning Yan hands the paper bag to the tall thin.

He hugged the steamed bread and swallowed his spit. This is when steamed bread is distributed.

Ning Yan thought that if she didn't stare here, the tall and thin man might run away with the steamed bread.

Seeing that all these people are given steamed bread, one person is less than half, and it is estimated that they can not eat enough.

nowadays, there are not many people who can eat enough!

Gouziwan is now living a good life. Even if there is money and food at home, they still eat 60% of their food at most. Ning Yan knows how much obsessive people are about eating.

In later generations, the older generation often talked about weeding at noon.

Ning Yan takes Doudou's hand and walks to the baby.

The cloth wrapped on the baby's body could not be seen to be of any material, and the black top was still covered with mud.

There was a wooden pendant around the neck.

The little face is also dark.

This environment

Even survived.

Less than one year old, no one can take care of it.

Ning Yan sighed and picked up the baby.

"What are you doing? Put the doll down." The beggar who fed the steamed bread to the baby glared.

"Can you support him?"

"I..."

"I'll take him back and eat and drink at least." Ning banquet finished with beans to the yard.

As for the beggars in the garbage.

Ning Yan's heart was agitated.

What are the emperors doing these days? Can't you see these beggars fighting for food.

He scolded the emperor in his heart.

She has many ways to help those beggars, but she was just educated by Yang Taifu in the morning.

Ning banquet really dare not blind good intentions.

Take a look at the baby, on a pair of bright eyes, gently smile, a little better mood, put the baby on the bed in the room.

Heat the hot water, put it in the wooden basin, and wash the dirty baby.

After washing, the baby is still ugly.

It's not easy to be so skinny and alive.

The millet was crushed, some porridge was boiled and fed to the baby a little bit.

When the baby had enough to eat and drink, the baby went to sleep.

Rather a sigh of relief.

Looking back, I found that Doudou had been quietly following her.

After a long time, I didn't say a word.

"Doudou, this will be your brother from now on!" Help the baby find relatives. Forgive Ning Yan for not having this idea.

Anyway, those adults who lose their children have to bear the consequences.

She picked it up, and she kept it.

Or, when the baby grows up, he wants to find his family, and the dinner won't stop him.

Yang Taifu's words, the impact is estimated that even Yang Taifu himself does not know.

I have to see the national teacher.

What kind of person is a national teacher?

Will you find her soul wrong and treat her as a monster.

Maybe it's just an old liar?

I don't know what to eat.

But you probably know when you see someone.

"You don't like to talk?"

"No, like talking!" Doudou mouth, the voice is still milk.

It's much more comfortable to listen to.

"Well, talk to me."

"Oh." Doudou nods.

Her eyes turned and said, "will granny Huo come back?""No, but later you can see other grandmothers, ducks, geese, dogs They will play with you. "

"Geese..." Doudou's eyebrows are tangled.

Ning Yan smiles.

Little boys are afraid of geese.

"Sleepy? Would you like to sleep

"Don't be sleepy. Sleep at night." Dou Dou finished and yawned.

It's all like this. I don't sleep.

Sure enough, it was too exciting before.

How did the princess kill Doudou's mother? Ning Yan thinks about it.

"Well, if you don't want to sleep, go digging."

"Well!" Doudou nodded, took the shovel to the tree, found a pit, and continued to dig.

Children like to play with soil, but, like beans so like, it seems that there are not many.

Ning Yan's sight falls on Doudou.

Doudou has a smile on her face, always smiling There are several kinds of laughter, but the smile on Doudou's face is the same as that of freeze frame.

……

I want to pack up and go back now.

Doudou's mental state is very wrong.

Take a look at the baby, no way, Ning Yan went to the flower hall, poured out the preserved cakes and fruits in the eight treasure box, and knocked on the door of the neighbor's house opposite.

The family opposite is a bean curd mill. There are eight people in the family, whose surname is Du.

Ning banquet knocks a few times, the door opens from inside.

The one who opened the door was a 13-4-year-old girl with a coarse cloth skirt and a bamboo bandage for embroidery in her hand.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"I'm opposite." Ning Yan smiles and points to the courtyard where she lives.