Upon seeing the contents of the basket, her voice rose two inches: "Oh dear, you're here already, why bring anything? Why are you being so formal?"
Laughing again makes you feel much closer to nature.
The old village chief had three sons and two daughters, all of whom had established their own households. The old couple lived with their eldest son.
The eldest son and daughter-in-law were not talkative people; they greeted each other with simple smiles and nods.
Fried dough sticks, spicy soup, cold mountain vegetables, stir-fried wild mushrooms with meat, a large plate of cucumbers, red and white radishes, lettuce and green onions that can be eaten with dipping sauce, and a dish of meat of unknown origin.
The family invited Zuo Ling to sit down for dinner.
Zuo Ling didn't stand on ceremony. Although the food in the space was good, it lacked the warmth of home cooking and was like a soulless dish, losing some of its flavor.
A bite of fried dough, a sip of spicy soup—it was delicious.
Pointing to the unidentified meat on the table, the old village chief said:
"Pickled pork, young lady, have a taste. My eldest son and a few other boys from the village caught it in the spring. You can't find it in the city."
Robe meat? I have to try it. After taking a bite, everyone stared at Zuo Ling.
Zuo Ling praised as she ate:
"Mmm, it's delicious. Auntie's cooking is really good. It's as good as what you get in a restaurant. Even restaurants can't make it taste like this."
It tasted good, but she couldn't tell the difference between it and other meats.
Just praise them! It doesn't cost any money, so why not say it?
The city guests praised the family's food, which warmed up the atmosphere at the dinner table, and the old village chief and his family were genuinely happy.
The old village chief's grandson chewed on a fried dough stick, looking puzzled. "Even restaurants can't make my grandma's food taste like that? Is it really that good?"
He also picked up a piece with his chopsticks and chewed it vigorously.
Before the meal was finished, people gradually entered the courtyard, carrying and lifting stones in.
The old village chief was used to it and didn't even get up: "Eat slowly, don't rush, let them wait."
Zuo Ling ate slowly, as farm-style food is good for the stomach. She only stopped eating when she was almost full and started burping.
Seeing the courtyard full of energy crystals of all sizes again, Zuo Ling was already quite calm.
The first one we saw was the little boy who had taken the two companion stones last time.
He waved to the little boy:
"You're here! What treasure did you bring this time? Let Auntie see it!"
The little boy blushed and took two boxes out of his large bag.
Fearing he might bring another companion stone, she didn't dare accept it, and pointed to the stone table in the courtyard: "Put it there and open it."
The little boy obediently placed the box on the stone table and opened it.
After taking a quick look, Zuo Ling tilted her head. Though it was only a glance, she saw it clearly.
A Go board made of black and white energy crystals, wow!
Who were the little boy's ancestors?
She's harming other people's descendants like this. What if they come back and take her life?
The little boy grumbled and brought out a chessboard and placed it on the table, then laid out the two boxes of chess pieces on the board.
Zuo Ling's heart was pounding, and she was so focused on the chess pieces that she didn't notice the chessboard or the box containing the pieces.
Those two items are made of the same material as the strange stone she wears close to her body.
Wow, I'm rich! I'm rich! I'm rich!
Trying to calm herself down, she said calmly, "20,000, I'll take this set."
With a whoosh, none of the villagers expected that the opening act would be so unexpected.
20,000!
The ancient village is located in the mountains, and there is not much arable land.
The villagers planted small plots of land here and there, like a bald-headed patient.
They toil in the fields all year round, barely making ten thousand yuan. If it weren't for the income from selling mountain products, their family would starve.
The little boy's face turned bright red, and his little fists were clenched tightly.
20,000 is a lot of money. It seems like a lot. Could it cover his schooling?
"Silly child, hurry up and agree."
The old village chief's voice was urgent.
The little boy's father was paralyzed at home, and his mother ran away because she thought the family was poor.
If it weren't for the old village chief's help, we wouldn't have been able to survive long ago.
The little boy, with tears in his eyes, didn't say anything, but pushed the things in front of Zuo Ling.
The villagers stared wide-eyed as Zuo Ling handed 20,000 yuan to the little boy.
"Count them carefully. If any are missing after leaving the house, the auntie won't take responsibility."
Zuo Ling teases the little boy.
The little boy's fingers trembled so badly that it took him a long time to finish counting.
He looked at Zuo Ling and nodded vigorously, indicating that the money was correct.
The old village chief patted the little boy and reminded him:
"Go back and hide the money well, spend it sparingly, it'll last a long time."
The little boy, his eyes red, gave a muffled "hmm."
Zuo Ling felt a pang of sadness. Now they were grateful to her, but if they knew the truth, they would probably hate her.
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