Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

"If you ask me, this is a good thing." After listening to Shi Wenxiu and Shi Rong's descriptions, Zhao Zhixin became calmer from the initial shock.

"The whole Wang family is not a good person. What kind of life are the four sisters in their second room living with? It's good that Wang Yindi can wake up."

Although there is a certain degree of patriarchal preference on their side, it is not serious. I still care about my daughter. Even the Lin family not far away doted on their daughter to the heavens.

Therefore, most people still can't stand the Wang family. They really put their daughter to death.

Of Wang Guohua's first two daughters, one married his second wife and became a stepmother, while the other married into a poor mountain village, at least dozens of miles away from their village.

What the two sisters have in common is that their betrothal gifts are very high. Fifty dollars for one daughter and sixty-six dollars for the other.

This more than [-] yuan is enough for the villagers to make several years of income. Zhao Zhixin said that this was selling his daughter.

I don’t know how the Wang family brainwashed their daughters. They were like possessed and wanted to contribute to the family. They were all skinny, but Yaozu was fatter than the pigs raised in the village.

Shi Wenxiu frowned in disgust, "The Wang family are just beasts. The family her second daughter married into..." She stopped talking, feeling disgusted.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhixin hurriedly greeted: "Don't mention the troubles in his family, let's eat and eat!"

What they prepared for lunch was all hard food, and the three of them couldn't finish it. At the end of the meal, there was still more than half of the dish and a white flour steamed bun.

Seeing the white-faced steamed bun, Shi Rong suddenly remembered something: "Dad, I will send this steamed bun to Xie Zhiqing, and I will get my kettle back by the way."

Under normal circumstances, Zhao Zhixin would definitely be reluctant to give this big white-flour steamed bun to others. This is made from Fuqiang flour, which is usually used to make dumpling wrappers!

But he thought of the two white rabbits and the two pieces of beef jerky, and nodded cheerfully. His son is as smart as him, how could he suffer?

With Xie Zhiqing's generous spirit, he would definitely not take their big steamed buns for nothing, and he might even come up with something good. Even if they didn't pay for anything, they still made money just from the candy and meat.

"Okay, go early and come back early."

Shi Rong bent his eyes and smiled, "Okay!"

After leaving the door, the system said quietly: "After you finish eating the meat, give someone a steamed bun. It's really yours."

Shi Rong snorted coldly and didn't take it seriously: "Tong'er, you seem to be a little active recently. Also, what's wrong with the steamed buns? In this era, a white-faced steamed bun is so precious..."

Seeing that Shi Rong was still going to continue talking, the system felt a little headache. It shouldn't have spoken: "I'm going to sleep, goodbye!"

"Humph."

……

Aunt Wang's house is very small, with only two rooms and a small backyard. Aunt Wang and her grandson lived in one room, while Xie Shuchen lived alone.

When he was working, he heard from a group of new educated youths that the courtyard was full of crowded shops. It was very crowded and there was no private space at all.

In comparison, his residence was already very comfortable. What's more, he spent money to buy and exchange some food with others, and gave some to Aunt Wang, so he no longer had to worry about those trivial matters.

Aunt Wang is also easy to get along with. She is a self-reliant and self-respecting old lady. She took care of the firewood, water, cleaning and cooking at home, and she would never let Xie Shuchen worry about it.

The two got along very harmoniously. In her spare time, Xie Shuchen taught her grandson Brother Hu how to read, gave her brother Hu a few pieces of candy, and soon won the child's heart.

After dinner, Xie Shuchen was writing a letter in his room, and Brother Hu jumped up and knocked on his door: "Brother Xie, Brother Shi Rong is here to see you!"

What time?

Xie Shuchen put down his pen and his eyes fell on the military green kettle in front of the table. The young man's beautiful crimson lips flashed through his mind. He frowned and calmed himself down.

Shi Rong came to him probably to get his kettle back. Xie Shuchen stood up and responded, picked up the kettle and walked out of the room.

He gave Huzi a piece of candy and asked him to go out to play, and then walked towards the beautiful boy standing quietly in the yard.

Shi Rong's eyes lit up, "Thank you Zhiqing!"

"Well." Xie Shuchen handed over the kettle in his hand, "Are you here to get your kettle? Sorry, I forgot to give it back to you for a while."

These days, having such a beautiful military kettle is a very prestigious thing. Shi Rong cherished it very much and didn't want anyone else to touch it.

But if it were Xie Shuchen, it would be different. You can tell at a glance that Xie Shuchen's family background is very good, how could he covet a kettle from him?

Therefore, Shi Rong was very relieved about him. Leaving the kettle with Xie Shuchen gave him a reason to find him again, thus bringing the two of them closer together. Shi Rong was very shrewd.

Shi Rong rolled his eyes and took the kettle from Xie Shuchen's hand. Not knowing what he was thinking, he weighed it and said, "I've finished drinking it."

A blush appeared on Xie Shuchen's handsome face, and he explained with some embarrassment: "I'm too thirsty... I'm sorry, Comrade Shi Rong."

Seeing his appearance, Shi looked a little strange, and he quickly explained: "It's okay! I just sighed, nothing else."

He was still a little confused. He just didn't have a clear mind. He said casually, why did Xie Zhiqing react so much? City people, so strange.

"……Um."

"Xie Zhiqing, thank you for the candy and dried meat you gave me." Shi Rong took out a tightly wrapped white-faced steamed bun from his pocket and handed it to Xie Shuchen with a smile.

"This is my family's return gift. Although it is not enough, this is the best return my family can give. I hope you won't dislike it."

Shi Rong opened his eyes wide and his tone was very sincere. After saying that, he glanced at the white-faced steamed bun reluctantly and looked away reluctantly.

Every move he made fell into Xie Shuchen's eyes. Xie Shuchen's heart moved and he looked down at the steamed bun.

It’s not that he doesn’t know the nature of the world. He knows how poor the countryside is. For example, at Aunt Wang's house, three meals a day are steamed buns, which are very small and the porridge is so thin that you can clearly see the bottom.

Such steamed buns are indeed very precious to the Shi Rong family. But he was reluctant to eat such a precious thing, so he specially gave it to himself...

Shi Rong bit her lip and retracted her hands. Her delicate face was full of fear and sadness: "Xie Zhiqing, do you think our return gift is too crude..."

"No." Xie Shuchen said quickly, his voice urgent: "I don't dislike it."