Ling Lie stood there and smiled embarrassedly: "Maybe your wife has read it wrong."

"No!" Grandma shook her hand firmly and said, "My wife was young when she was seven years old, but she had never seen such beautiful men and women, so they were all remembered in her heart. Later, she could not forget her. My wife would not lie to me! Some people in the village said that there were gods living in the bamboo forest. There were several circles of sunflowers planted around the beautiful big house in the bamboo forest, and there were several pomegranate trees taller than me in the yard! My wife had seen them, and he had never lie to me in his life!"

Ling Lie stood in the sunshine and stared at the mountains not far away.

Are there really gods on it?

He doesn't believe it.

However, the legend of the locals is a good writing subject, but unfortunately he is not a writer.

"Come on, I'll give you a big pomegranate, just treat it as a reward for helping me pick the pomegranate."

Grandma smiled and handed the biggest and the reddest one. Ling Lie smiled and smiled. He was helping others without asking for anything in return, but before he could eat it, he knew that this pomegranate must be the sweetest one he had ever eaten in this life.

Ling Lie helped grandma carry the pomegranate basket back into the room.

Grandma pointed to two small vegetable fields not far away, one planted eggplant and the other planted white radish, and asked, "How do you eat dinner? I think you have come to a farmhouse in a big city, but unfortunately you came to the wrong place. The government set up a farmhouse, but not in our village."

"Haha, we just want to live a rural life and stay for two days."

Ling Lie looked around and saw that the farmer was really barely sloppy. There was a TV set, which was very small and colorful, but the resolution was not very high.

Grandma looked at him with a gaze and said, "You young man, I'll ask you how to eat dinner!"

Ling Lie was stunned for a moment, and as he watched his grandmother pointing at the vegetable field, he burst out laughing and said, "Why don't I buy some vegetables from you?"

"Okay, okay!" Grandma immediately took a vegetable basket and went out. While walking towards the vegetable field, she pointed to the well in the yard and said, "That water is for you, the well water will not charge money!"

"good."

"How much do you want?"

"Ahem, it's enough for dinner today and breakfast tomorrow."

Ling Lie walked over and watched grandma pick five purple eggplants and two tender white radishes, handed them to him, and smiled and said, "A total of... five dollars?"

When grandma said this, she might still feel guilty, and her eyes were filled with the brilliance of expectation and anxiety.

Ling Lie has never lived such a poor life. Even in trouble, his mother Ni Xiyue would try every means to send the money to him and let him live in a rich and prosperous life.

He suddenly felt that this trip was worth it, which gave him a deeper thinking about his parents and also gave him an in-depth understanding of the current living conditions in grassroots rural areas.

He also had the change he exchanged at the market for lunch. He wanted to give him one hundred yuan, but he was afraid of being abrupt.

When the old man looked at him like this, he took five pieces in a bit of discomfort and gave them to his grandmother: "Well, thank you for your hard work in this vegetable."

"I have eggs at home! Do you want them? You can pick the scallions in the yard, but I won't charge you for money! Scrambled scallions, my grandson likes to eat them the most!" Grandma likes her praise for her good vegetable planting, so she excitedly ran to the chicken coop and took out four eggs, and stuffed them directly into Linglie's big hand.

The egg was still warm and hot, with a little bit of dried chicken shit on it.

Linglie's hands have never touched such a dirty thing. They are the hands of a pianist, and they are also the hands of a guide to the country and wise soldiers.

But, now, he feels very honored.

He put the eggs in the vegetable basket and held them in his hand. He felt that he had never mentioned such a heavy thing in his life, and this was the basis for the people to survive.

Mu Tianxing was sleeping in the bed. In the evening, he was woken up by a scream in the yard: "Grandma! I'm back! I'm hungry! Grandma!"

She rubbed her eyes and got up, thinking that it must be the landlord's grandson who was back.

The bed was right by the window. I opened the old-fashioned floral curtains and looked at a little boy who happily ran towards the well with his small schoolbag.

Mu Tianxing was shocked!

The child cannot play by the well, what should I do if he falls down!

She quickly put on her shoes and rushed out. When she rushed to the door of the house, she looked outside and saw that the child was very skillful in picking up water and drinking.

She also wanted to say: There are parasites in this water, so you can’t give your children a raw water!

But as soon as she took a step out, her shoulder was pressed down by a pair of big hands.

She turned around and looked at Ling Lie with a expressionless face, and whispered: "Everyone has their lifestyle. They have never received higher education, so naturally they cannot ask them with our eyes. The mother has been vigorously building rural children's education. In recent years, even if the children in rural areas cannot afford the tuition, they can go to school. However, the teaching staff and the scope of teaching are still a bit weak. We saw today that after we go back, we will popularize safety knowledge, hygiene knowledge, etc. for the children. This is the homework we still need to do."

So, don’t disturb others’ normal life at this time. They are just tenants now, and their words are far less effective than the words of teachers in the school.

Mu Tianxing sighed, glanced at the prepared dishes on the small table, and walked forward and said, "Is it an eggplant feast today?"

The wooden table was quite clean, Mu Tianxing walked up and took a stool and sat down.

Steamed whole eggplant, braised chunks of eggplant, fish-flavored shredded eggplant, and a plate of radish roasted pork. Two bowls of rice have been served there.

Mu Tianxing picked up the chopsticks and tasted them: "It's so delicious."

Ling Lie smiled, turned around to the front of the pot, and said as he walked, "There are also fried eggs with scallions."

In his life, he had never eaten fried eggs with scallions.

He wanted to tell the grandma that she could only eat one egg a day, but if she exceeded that the cholesterol in the egg yolk would be harmful to the human body.

But he didn't say it.

Because she must not understand.

He just said to himself in his heart: We must find ways to improve the quality of the whole people and popularize common sense in life. We must!

I fryed two eggs and the remaining two were for breakfast tomorrow morning.

Cut some white radish slices to make soup and sprinkle with some scallions.

He walked out with the eggs and saw that there was no one in the small hall, while Mu Tianxing was sitting in the yard with a smile, with the small dining table, stools, and vegetables all moved out by her.

"Uncle! The scenery here is beautiful! The sunset is bright, let's eat in the yard~!"
Chapter completed!