Chapter 157 Go to the Fields
Sang Ning flew into a rage upon hearing this and wanted to question Yan Meng on the spot.
Yesterday she saw with her own eyes that he almost followed someone into the toilet!
Although, he later explained that he wanted to go over and help carry the chopped firewood.
Who would believe that!
He also asked Feng'er in a roundabout way what her mother liked.
Mo Cuiyu looks pitiful, could it be that she was straightened?
There's no point in straightening it out, just go wherever it's cooler!
"No, no, that's not what I meant." Huo Changan rubbed his forehead.
Why could Ning'er think of that with just one sentence? Her thoughts are too unconventional.
"He's just not interested in matters of love, otherwise he wouldn't have been married yet, giving Uncle Yan a headache.
Dad had thought about finding one for him before, but he ran faster than a rabbit.
I think, it’s only been a few days, he can’t possibly be interested…”
Huo Changan didn't dare to continue.
Sang Ning is so nice to Mo Cuiyu that sometimes he even gets jealous!
He didn't dare to say that Yan Meng was not blind and would not like a good girl, but would like a divorced woman with children.
He didn't see anything good about Mo Cuiyu, but at the moment, he was quite satisfied with her gratitude.
"I don't like men. You scared me!"
Sang Ning thought about it and laughed again.
"We'll know if he has any ideas or not if we try."
The boy still doesn’t understand, love is like poop, you can’t stop it when it comes!
Yan Meng might have finally gotten the idea.
But this problem is also difficult to solve.
Mo Cuiyu probably has no intention of getting married again now. Yan Meng looks like a fierce man. If he keeps pestering her, it will cause trouble to her!
Huo Changan looked at Sang Ning's cunning eyes like a little fox, and his gossipy heart was also aroused.
"Let's make a bet. I bet Yan Meng has no idea."
"Then I bet he has! What's the bet?"
"Bet...whoever loses gets to tell a story tonight."
It’s okay to tell stories, she likes to listen to them.
"OK!"
Yan Meng walked around the street and finally found Li Ji Tofu Shop and bought the last piece of tofu.
He observed last night that Mo Cuiyu didn't like eating meat very much, but she liked eating this soft and tender tofu very much.
This tofu is really delicious, and tastes just like the water at home.
After buying the tofu, he went to Yue Buyuan's house and took Jintang away.
"Uncle Meng, why are you picking me up today? Where is my mother?"
"I just happened to be here for something, so I picked you up. Let's go to the snack bar and tell your mother so she doesn't miss out."
The two went to the snack bar.
Li Yuzhi and others were also closing the door.
Today was a good day, everything was sold out, including the tofu!
Tofu does not have gluten to satisfy hunger, so the quantity sold before was always small. They would take the leftovers home to make soup, cold dishes, and eat them in various ways. To be honest, they have had enough of it.
I switched to Li Ji’s these past two days and they started to sell more.
Finally, I no longer have to eat leftover tofu at night.
"Mom!" Jintang called out crisply.
"Third aunt, eldest aunt, youngest aunt."
Xie Yurou was wearing loose clothes, so her belly was hardly visible. She would come to the store from time to time when she felt bored at home.
When she came today, Sang Ning stayed at home, saying that he was resting, but in fact he was harvesting another batch of rice in the space.
"Brother Yan, you are here."
Li Yuzhi took Jintang's hand and greeted Yan Meng.
"Well, Madam, give me all the things."
As he spoke, he took the wooden bucket from her hand and "grabbed" a bag of charcoal from Huo Jingya.
Finally, it was natural to take off the backpack filled with jars of seasonings from Mo Cuiyu.
Seeing his attitude, everyone didn't know what to say.
Yan Meng is capable and can't sit still, so just let him be.
When she went back to pack her backpack, Mo Cuiyu discovered a bag of tofu inside.
“…”
Want to eat again?
In the yard, Sang Ning and Huo Changan were whispering.
At first they were talking about Huo Jingya, and then they talked about the first lady and the third lady.
Finally, I heard someone speaking Mo Cui language...
When talking about Mo Cuiyu, her voice became much softer.
They looked solemn, as if they were telling a secret.
Yan Meng pricked up his ears but could hardly hear anything.
So, the wooden stool under his butt began to move.
He was sharpening a wooden stick in his hand, and sawdust was scattered all over the ground.
Until the wooden block finally came behind Huo Changan.
"Sister Mo was buried... At that time, I asked about it, and the county magistrate said to write a letter to inquire..."
"Who bullied her again?" Yan Meng's expression turned stern and he suddenly interrupted.
Sang Ning and Huo Changan looked at him at the same time with complicated expressions.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Is someone bullying her?"
"yes……"
"who!?"
Yan Meng clenched his fists, his eyes were fierce, and his body exuded an undisguised murderous aura.
Anyone could see his concern and anger.
Huo Changan pursed his lips.
Judging from the situation, it's not just about having an idea.
It's more like, I've fallen in love.
So fast?
“I don’t know who it was, but Sister Mo was buried alive in a grave by bad guys when she was three years old. Her current father is not her biological father.
We have analyzed that she may have connections with the palace."
Three years old, buried alive.
Yan Meng really didn't expect this.
Why does God always pile up suffering on one person?
There was a dull throbbing pain in my heart.
No need to look, Sonning won.
Yan Meng's expression said it all.
Heartbreakingly blatant.
Sang Ning was very worried. Yan Meng looked so strong, and Mo Cuiyu could not withstand the secondary injury.
Should she stop Yan Meng?
But unexpectedly, Yan Meng did not reveal his feelings in front of Mo Cuiyu.
Just do things quietly and unnoticeably behind the scenes.
…
Two more days passed.
During this time, there was another light rain, like toad urine.
There are more children selling roasted locusts on the street.
Sang Ning specially bought a bunch to try, and it had a bitter taste and was not tasty at all.
She didn't feel like grilling skewers anymore and wanted to go to the fields.
Xu Wude came again and saw her holding a bunch of grasshoppers in her hand. He turned around and started retching.
"Throw it away! I'm almost vomiting from eating so much these days!"
Sonning threw locusts.
"Why are you thinner again? The fat boy has become the thin boy."
"Nonsense! Aunt Liao loves me so much and feeds me with different kinds of food every day. Why wouldn't I lose weight?"
"What do you mean by feeling sorry for you? It's obviously because I feel sorry for the money. I make locusts for you every day. Tell me, how many locusts did those kids give you?"
How many?
Now Xu Wude is terrified when talking about locusts.
"Thirty or forty kilograms, maybe! Fortunately, we've caught most of them. I see that they're all small in the fields now, so there's nothing to worry about."
That's not something to be afraid of, that's what's scary!
"Take me to your fields."
"What's wrong? Are you still worried about the locust plague? That's impossible!" Xu Wude looked like he was relieved.
"Stop talking nonsense and take me there."
"Okay, okay. Let me eat some skewers first."
"Stop eating!" Sang Ning left first.
Xu Wude smacked his lips greedily, sighed, and could only follow Sang Ning.
However, Huo Jingya still grilled them out as quickly as possible, chased him for fifty meters, and stuffed twenty skewers into his hands. "Add my errand fee, and give me twenty cents!"
Oh my god!
Robbery!
They charged ten cents more for just a few steps, which is the price of twenty pieces of gluten. How ruthless!
But at least I can continue to eat it, so that’s okay.
"I'll give you one ounce of silver! The rest will be put on the account, and I'll enjoy it slowly."
"Okay!"
Huo Jingya ran back with the silver in her hand, grinning.
Next time she will add something new and make sure he spends all the remaining money!
Sanning: "..."
Jingya’s interpretation of robbing the rich to help the poor is quite perfect!
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