Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

When Lao Ma Tou saw An Moxue coming back, he looked at her carefully. A smile slowly appeared on his face, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He asked, "You're not hurt, are you?"

"No?" An Moxue wanted to ask Lao Ma Tou several times, but she didn't know how to ask or where to start. Moreover, Lao Ma Tou was just a servant back then, so he might know very little.

In the cave, she could obviously drug them, stun them, and then interrogate them.

But she couldn't arbitrarily judge that it was related to her just based on that surname. Even if it was related, after the interrogation, whether to kill or hand over to the army was still a question.

Killing is a bottom line issue in life.

If you hand it over to the military and wait for interrogation by the military, you will reveal many things about yourself that cannot be known to others, especially about medicine, without even a trace.

An Moxue thinks that she is not a smart person. There are too many people in this world who can see the whole picture of things with just a few traces. This is a risk that An Moxue does not want to take and does not dare to take.

And once someone is suspicious, many cases related to him will be suspected.

Once you cannot keep your secrets, you may be monitored or even put under house arrest by certain forces, forced to make medicine, and interrogated using various torture methods.

Even if she escapes, the country will not reuse her, and will restrict her freedom and only allow her to make medicine. Otherwise, she will be trapped in endless pursuit and interception. She will have no time or energy to develop and strengthen herself silently, and she will always be there. Being in a state of exhaustion.

An Moxue thought about it now and felt that she had been exposed to too many medicines, such as itching powder, pain pills, bone-eroding and muscle-breaking powder, and mantra pills. If someone carefully collected these details, they would inevitably not guess the others. Lenovo to others.

She told herself that she should be more cautious when using medicine in the future. Some medicines can only be known by yourself. Even if you use them, you should think about the consequences afterwards.

The most important thing is that since I am so weak now, the less people know about my identity, the better.

Lao Ma Tou looked at An Moxue and saw that he was hesitant to speak and fell into deep thought. He couldn't help but asked with some worry: "Moxue, did you encounter any difficulties when you went out this time?"

An Moxue came back to her senses, looked at the old horse head and smiled, and said: "Uncle Ma, this trip went very smoothly. It's just that I thought of some questions and couldn't figure them out for the moment. I want to ask you, but I don't know where to ask. rise."

"It's okay. If you still can't figure it out, just think about it. If you still can't figure it out, let it go for the time being. Don't keep thinking about it. Sometimes people will enter a dead end and trap themselves. You might as well do something else. When your mind opens up, some things will come naturally. I've figured it out and stopped being attached. What do you think? Is this the truth? As for asking me about things, it's not about things. When you want to ask, you can just ask again."

"Well, Uncle Ma, I'm going back first. A little sister is here and wants to stay with me for a few days to celebrate the New Year together."

"The relationship is good. Two people celebrating the New Year are more interesting than one. Go back quickly! Take some of the buns made by your aunt." As he said this, Lao Ma Tou went to get a basket to fill An Moxue with buns.

An Moxue looked at the basket and asked, "Uncle Ma, is this your new one?"

"Well, do you like it?"

"I like it! It's so delicate and beautiful! Can you knit a few more?" An Moxue held the basket and looked at it carefully.

"This is not all made up for you. Your aunt and I don't need it to be so exquisite and beautiful, just practical."

"Oh! Uncle Ma, why are you so nice! Don't sleep at night, wait for me to deliver something! I'll leave first." After An Moxue finished speaking, she held the basket in one hand and waved to the old horse's head with the other. house.

Lao Ma Tou saw that An Moxue's mood changed from low to happy. It shouldn't be a big deal, so he didn't ask again and again. Seeing the person leave his home, the stone in his heart also fell.

Chu Dongmei rushed to An Moxue's house after a long journey. She was so envious when she saw that An Moxue had such an independent house. As soon as An Moxue went out, she scooped up water to wash her face, hair and feet. .

When An Moxue came back, she had just finished washing and had just made a cup of malted milk but had not yet drank it.

An Moxue came in carrying a basket, and she immediately fell in love with the basket.

"Moxue, this basket is so beautiful! Where did it come from!"

An Moxue covered her mouth with a smile and said, "It's just you who only saw the basket but not the buns in the basket. If you love the Party, you must first focus on the buns in the basket."

"How can I compare with that foodie? By the way, she is getting married, did you know?"

"Well, what wedding gift does she want from you?"

"You didn't just come back, how did you know about her marriage? Could it be that she wrote to you first?"

"No, I went back to pay respects to my parents a few days ago, you know."

"You have been blackmailed by her for delicious food, haven't you? Your wallet must be a little bit empty." Chu Dongmei looked at An Moxue, and An Moxue just pursed her lips and smiled. When Chu Dongmei saw her like this, she knew that, as expected, in this way.

"Hey, you haven't told me yet, where did this basket come from?"

"An uncle from the village made it up."

"Although your place is a little more remote than our place, it feels like there are more good things than our place! Just look at the mountains around here and you will know."

"Well, the products here are indeed rich. As long as you work hard, you will never be hungry. Are you hungry? I'll cook."

"I'm with you." The two said and entered the kitchen together.

"You haven't said what gift the Ai Dang wants from you?" An Moxue was curious. When she asked Ai Dang, she didn't say anything.

"You will never think of it."

"Isn't it food?"

"No."

An Moxue cooked rice porridge in the bottom of the pot, put a curtain on top, and heated steamed buns.

"Then what does she want? She said she wanted to write a letter and everyone wanted something as a wedding gift."

Chu Dongmei held the malted milk in her hand and took a sip, then asked: "How can this scoundrel ask for a wedding gift? Isn't it just what others give me?"

"We have a good relationship. We are not treated as outsiders."

"Yes, I have a piece of red fabric. She asked for it. I mailed it to her before I came here. The return was urgent. I don't know if it will arrive before her wedding. What did you buy her?"

"A quilt cover, made of satin. It looked very festive. Her mother thought it was expensive and didn't buy it for her. I happened to be there and she targeted me."

"This shameless guy doesn't even care what other people want?"

"It shouldn't be too bad. It will draw some blood. Why don't you write and ask next time."

Chu Dongmei said: "You have to ask, let me light the fire!"

An Moxue took a small stool, handed it to her, and said, "Sit on this."

An Moxue looked at the things in the kitchen, then turned and left the house. She went to the vegetable cellar behind the house and took out a cabbage and a rabbit.

Chu Dongmei saw the things An Moxue brought back and asked, "Moxue, didn't you just come back today? Where did these things come from?"

"There is a cellar behind my house. Uncle Ma and Aunt Ma helped me grow these vegetables. They collected and put them in the cellar, so there is no shortage of vegetables to eat. The rabbit was brought back today. We will have some good stuff tonight, I guarantee you will have a good time. After a good year, I don't want to leave." An Moxue smiled mysteriously.