✔Farming through the portable space

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Chapter Twenty-Five

Xiang Yu became bloodshot the moment he saw the pepper. He thought about it for a long time. This is a good thing, not just for viewing. He didn't care that he had just offended someone before, so he ran over quickly, holding the pot of peppers and didn't want to let go, which made Xiao Yinzi jump, and wanted to take it away, but Xiang Yu hugged him tightly, he was afraid that if he was not careful It fell, but he spent a tael of silver to buy it, a tael, a lot, it will take a long time to save!

Xin Zimo watched Xiang Yu nervously rushing over to hold the flower pot and refused to let go. Before he could speak, Xiang Yu spoke first, "Give me one or two fruits, not too many. You definitely won't be willing to part with one pot, but just one." Two red fruits are enough, okay?" Xin Zimo and the others were taken aback by Xiang Yu's crackling bombardment, this person is not crazy, he doesn't know him, he doesn't know him well, he seems to have just scolded him Is it someone else's?

Leisurely is also full of black lines, what's wrong with Brother Xiang, why do you want a potted flower, it can't be eaten, and it's so expensive, you want to be a magic horse? Seeing Xin Zimo's face getting darker and darker, he walked forward leisurely, and said to Xin Zimo, "Shopkeeper Xin, I'm sorry, Brother Xiang is just too excited, please forgive me!" After all, You Ran also went to school Yes, a student of a scholar, he still knows some simple etiquette. Xin Zimo is too embarrassed to really care about him if he bows to him. What's more, You Ran is also modest. A little calm, although still very immature, but also a sincere apology.

Only in front of Xiang Yu will Youran show his childish side. He was forced to grow up when his parents passed away. Facing the end of his parents' death at the age of twelve, he already knew how to be a child. Using his immature shoulders to pick up a family, although the village head and neighbors are helping with the funeral, there are still many things that he has to deal with by himself.

Changing clothes for the parents' corpses, putting them in the coffin, kneeling in the coffin, thanking relatives and friends for their condolences, touching the coffin, delivering the coffin, and buying all kinds of odds and ends, he would ask him once, even if he didn't ask the village chief, he would know. All steps require his participation. Not only did he have to endure the great grief of both his parents' death, but he also had to deal with all kinds of trivial matters. In just a few days, his body, which was still slightly fleshy, lost weight rapidly. After finishing the funeral affairs, he was exhausted physically and mentally, but he still had to cheer up to take care of Xiaoxiao. He has always supported a family on his own shoulders, until Xiang Yu's arrival, I don't know why he trusts him inexplicably, and he doesn't have any valuable things at home, so he doesn't worry that Xiang Yu will have bad intentions.

Sure enough, since Xiang Yu came, the family has become more lively. At first, I was smiling, and I didn't know how to burn the food. Later, I gradually got to know it, and the burning was not good. The two depended on each other, smiling. He can't speak, and he was the only one talking to himself in the first period of time, and then he looked at every place in the house and recalled the voices and smiles of his parents, and couldn't fall asleep quickly every night. Fortunately, Xiaoxiao is still young and doesn't understand anything, otherwise he wouldn't dare to hold Xiaoxiao and cry every night to vent the pain, fear and anxiety in his heart. It wasn't until later that he gradually got better. He wanted to support the family and raise Xiaoxiao, so he started to go to the field by himself, and then put Xiaoxiao on the ground. Fortunately, it was just a simple job like weeding. And even if he saves money at home, there will be no money left. They have no choice but to eat vegetables every day, and Xiaoxiao can only drink thin batter. They thought that as long as they lasted until the wheat harvest, the food at home was enough for them to eat, and they could sell it for a little money, but when they were in the most difficult time, Xiang Yu came, and the quiet hut, which was originally deserted and desolate, finally felt like a home. Every day, there are hot meals to eat, hot water to drink, and smoke to rise from the roof. There is the smell of fireworks and the taste of home!