"Can this child speak?"
Grandma Wang held Meng Qidi's hand and walked towards the house. "Xiao Qidi, don't believe his nonsense. Come into the house with your aunt. It's windy outside."
The old lady was so enthusiastic that Meng Qidi felt embarrassed. She turned her head to look at Ling Xiao, but he had already lowered his head to process the fish.
Instead, Ling Cheng came in skipping and jumping.
Being kept by an old man and a young boy, Meng Qidi had no choice but to stay for dinner.
She was somewhat worried about Ling Xiao cooking, so she asked the old lady to come over to help. Sure enough, the man was leaning against the stove, rummaging around, and occasionally jumping over to the stove to light the fire.
She hurried over, "Let me help."
"Light the fire?" Ling Xiao gave her the seat in front of the stove and stood up quickly.
"Are you okay? Can your legs stand for long?" Meng Qidi sat down worriedly.
Ling Xiao glanced at her and said, "Don't you know that men can't say no? My left leg is fine, and now the injury on my right leg has healed. It won't be a problem for me to stand for a while."
As if she was teased, Meng Qidi blushed slightly and quickly lowered her head to light the fire.
Suddenly she found that the atmosphere in the Ling family was quite good. If she had not been afraid that Ling Xiao would despise her after his leg healed, she would not have bothered to divorce.
It's really nice to have a side job in Lingjia Village. Ling Cheng just took her for a tour and she already has a rough plan in her mind.
Of course, the prerequisite is to ensure that the land by the stream belongs to them. Otherwise, she really wants to create a paradise.
One of them was making fire while the other was cooking. Although the kitchen was quiet, it was also cozy.
At the gate, the old lady asked softly, "How are your uncle and aunt getting along?"
Little Chengzi came back crouching, imitating her grandmother and lowering her voice, "One was making the fire and the other was cooking. I saw my uncle laughing several times."
My uncle has seldom smiled since he came back. Although he doesn’t have a stern face, I’ve never seen him smile. He often stares into the distance in a daze.
Grandma said that my uncle was too obsessed with the army to let go, but she didn’t understand. How obsessed could he be? Could he let go of the army?
My uncle said that the army is so big, even bigger than the ones in their village.
The old lady smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. She was glad that Ling Xiao didn't have any objection to Xiao Qi because of the marriage exchange. She was just worried that the two children would not get along.
We had dinner at the Ling family. Ling Xiao is a good cook. Plus, she hadn’t eaten white rice since her rebirth. It was her first time eating white rice, and Meng Qidi almost forgot what it tasted like.
After dinner, Ling Xiao wanted to send Meng Qidi off, but she refused.
"It's better not to send me off. It's not easy for you to cross the bridge in your wheelchair. I can walk very fast on my own."
Ling Xiao tightened his hands on the wheelchair, a faint smile flashed across his face, "Well, be careful on the road."
Meng Qidi realized that there was something wrong with what she said, so she quickly changed the subject and pointed to a pond not far away.
"Ling Xiao, when that pond blooms, your legs may be able to walk again, and you may even be able to jump around and climb mountains and seas."
Ling Xiao chuckled, "Do you think I'm Little Orange?"
Meng Qidi stood on the single-plank bridge and looked at him. An evening breeze blew by, and her hair swept across her white forehead. A smile appeared on her face, which was particularly bright.
"If you were Xiao Chengzi, you would definitely say that what the fairy sister said is true. If the lotus blooms, my uncle's leg will be healed."
Her imitation was so vivid that Ling Xiao was amused by her, and his irritable mood was swept away. Even many years later, he still remembered her words: when the lotus bloomed, his leg would be healed...
After returning from the Ling family, the Meng family was still deserted and it was impossible to invite them to stay for dinner. However, her room became clean and there was no dirt at all.
It is estimated that Meng Daqiang took away all the lotus roots during the day when no one was at home.
"Xiao Qi, the snakes in the house are lighter now, you can sleep peacefully at night."
The problem in his heart was solved, Meng Daqiang was in a good mood, "Have you had dinner?"
Fatherly love is rare, Meng Qidi simply shook her head, "No."
"Come, Dad has saved some delicious food for you." Meng Daqiang hurriedly led Meng Qidi to the kitchen.
The lid of the pot was opened, revealing half a large chicken drumstick. Meng Qidi was surprised, "Dad, whose chicken did you steal?"
Meng Daqiang glared at her angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about! This was bought by your father with his own money. Do you want to eat it? If not, I'll eat it myself!"
Hey, why does this girl deserve a beating? He secretly got some lotus roots to sell today and made some money. He thought that if it weren’t for Xiaoqi, he would have the lotus roots, so he bought a chicken leg.
Meng Qidi coughed lightly, "Eat, I'll take it back to my room to eat."
She saved it for tomorrow's lunch, so she's not hungry today...
"Why go back to your room? Just eat here. I'll see which unlucky guy dares to come and mess with me."
With money to back him up, Meng Daqiang is particularly tough. It turns out that the money he earns himself is more attractive.
"Thank you, Dad."
"Don't be polite, eat it while it's hot. Dad will take you to a restaurant in town later." Meng Daqiang felt a little embarrassed and left the kitchen.
Meng Qidi looked at the chicken legs in the pot and sighed, then took them out silently...
For several days in a row, Meng Daqiang greeted everyone with a smile, and even secretly brought food for Meng Qidi every time he came back.
If Meng Qidi didn't know that he made money from selling lotus roots, she would have suspected that he was plotting against her again.
Meng Yuzhen encountered Meng Daqiang feeding Meng Qidi food several times. Apart from stamping her feet in anger, she could only watch.
"Mom, just one word, can this be done? I'll give you fifty dollars and we'll split the family business."
After dinner, Meng Daqiang pulled the two elders into the room and got straight to the point.
Those lotus roots were of good quality and sold for a lot of money, but he just didn't want to share them with his other brothers because he had earned them through hard work.
Fifty dollars? Old Man Meng didn't know about this and looked at his son in shock. "Where did you get so much money? Daqiang, did you do something bad?"
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