Chapter 693 This is your son (please give me a monthly vote)

Chen Nian looked at the old man.

"Old man, why do you trust me so much? You have to know that I was still a beggar yesterday." Chen Nian said.

Unexpectedly, Xu Erni smiled and said, "What's wrong with beggars? I've lived so old that I can tell whether a person's heart is good or bad. Some people are poor, but when you look at him, your eyes are messy.

If you turn around, this kind of person has more minds and minds.

But some people have light in their eyes. Since I first met you, I knew that this child is kind-hearted. You can stay with us for a few days even though you are shameless, but you still went out to have sex in the morning.

A few buckets of water.

You can obviously be a servant in a wealthy family. No matter what, you live at least better than now, but you would rather have to work hard to eat and drink yourself and stay with us to repay your kindness. We have no children, so it's better to have more than one person around you. That's the one

The old man always thinks how powerful his skills are, but at our age, no one knows when he will die. What is the use of guarding these things to the King of Hell?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that I, an old woman, is actually selfish. Although you are a beggar, I hear you speak differently from those people. It should be because something happened to your family, so I fell here.

If you can use the old man's skills to keep you, you don't expect you to hold your shit and urinate when we can't move. As long as you can stutter and get some water."

Chen Nian was a little moved. He knew that whether it was ancient or modern, there was a saying that it was necessary to be guarded against others. He also knew that in most cases, he would not be as willing as the masters he met.

Give all your money to yourself.

But this is indeed what happened to him.

Whether it is his own personal charm or his own systematic recipe, the people he meets always make people feel very warm.

If Song San leaked a few pieces of meat in when he was scooping them up soup, he would make a lot of money!

"Later? Later, I also wanted Ernier to live a good life. In less than two years, I went to be a cook for Mr. Wang's house in the county town. I would definitely be fine if I ate meat every few days. That is, Mr. Wang came out later.

The matter was gone, and I was sick again, which made Ernier suffer.”

He sighed again as he said that.

Just then, Song San came back.

"Oh, Sister Xu was really blind at the beginning, why did she fall in love with you?" the guest said with a smile.

There is another type of bowl that costs three cents a bowl, which is a little more expensive, and there are also chocks inside, but in fact there are not much.

Song San waved his arm and said, "I'm just making a fool of myself, how can this be my son? I'm over 60 years old, can I still have a son in my teens?"

Song Sanyi was displeased when he heard this: "What nonsense is that my Song Lao San was so sad, but my wife was a first-class beauty when she was young! How many young men in the village were taking gifts to say goodbye,

Didn’t I succeed in the end?”

Even in such cold weather, there is a torn cotton jacket that can be worn to keep the cold.

But at this point, the guests at the dinner looked at Chen Nian curiously: "After talking for a long time, is this your son?"

The other party's hands were rougher than the old man. Although even the joints looked deformed, the old man could still see that the other party's hands had a slender bone and should have been very delicate.

"I told him that if you want to stay here, you have to work hard. If you don't work, you won't have food to eat!" Xu Erni said.

There are two prices for mixed soup sold by Song San. One is a bowl of one penny, and he occasionally leaks one or two pieces of lungs or intestines into it.

Seeing the old and young man whispering something, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you talking about?"

No matter what, this is a hot broth, otherwise you can only buy a dry, hard cake to eat when you go outside for a penny.

Xu Erni listened to this and said gently: "What kind of suffering can I suffer? I can eat and dress now. What kind of suffering can I suffer?"

It was only because of life that it became what it is now.

Xu Erni smiled and grabbed Chen Nian's hand.

"What's the point of running? You're still young, we're all so old, how can we stop you if you want to leave? But if you really want to leave one day, just tell us, after all, you can go anywhere now

If you are far away, you will always have some money and dry food. The old man hides the money tightly. If you run away secretly and don’t take anything out of your body, you will have to be a beggar in a few days."

Song San nodded without doubt, and then began to teach Chen Nian how to sell.

But as soon as he said this, another old guy continued, "How could this be the son of Song Laosan? This guy is not bad-looking. Can he be born with a dirty thing like Song Laosan?"

Ordinary people usually choose to have three cents, while poor people can only drink one cent.

Song San's face turned red when he said this, and he was extremely proud. His voice was so loud that he could hear it on the street next door.

And when I talk about this, Song San didn't think he was scolding himself at all. Instead, he felt very proud: "They got cloth and food when they went to propose marriage, but when I went there, I took it.

After two jars of wine, the dishes I ate that day were all from my father-in-law.

After all, rich people don’t want to drink this.

"What happened later?" the guest asked again.

"Then grandma, don't you worry about being an ungrateful wolf after I learn things?"

Just as the old customers were drinking the soup in small sips, one of them couldn't help but smile.

The people who come to drink are basically ordinary people and poor people.

"Is that your grandson?" the guest asked again.

Listening to this, Chen Nian burst into tears on the spot!

And I swear in my heart that no matter whether I follow these two old people or not, as long as I stay in this dream world for a day, I will definitely make their lives better.

"Song Laosan, when did you have a son?"

They have known Song San for decades, so there are no taboos in speaking.

But I personally cooked a few dishes, and my father-in-law was so happy that he finally started to call me brothers."

Not long after, people visited one after another.

But it is said to be a hawking sale, but it is actually to sing the three words "Miscellaneous Soup" and lengthen the final note.

"My fucking grandson doesn't even come from my son. You deliberately argue with me, right? This is the beggar I picked up from the street yesterday. Look at his clothes all wearing my torn cotton jacket..."

"You are so lucky, Song Laosan."

"I'm lucky to pick up such a big boy, I don't have to start raising him since I was a child, and I can still help you with work!"

Song San looked at Chen Nian at this time: "What's the blessing? I'm so worried about having a lot of food at home."
Chapter completed!