Quick Travel: Saving the Cannon Fodder Male Supporting Role

Shen Huan let Lin Yan wait for her to put on her shoes and put on her coat, helped her to the main room, and then hurried in and out to bring out the food.

What they are eating now is the leftover food when Yang Wenhua died. Folk funeral banquets usually only have seven dishes, one meat and six vegetarian. The meat dishes are mostly made from the livestock leftover from the sacrifices. The meals at the funeral are not only vegetarian, but also small in quantity. Funerals are held in the village. There was almost nothing left from the banquet, and the Yang family only had some buckwheat rice left.

Vegetables are sacrifices. Rich people's sacrifices will be burned for the enjoyment of the dead. Poor people will cut off a small amount and burn them symbolically, and the rest can be eaten.

A bowl of sliced ​​pig ears, a boiled vegetable and two bowls of buckwheat rice were placed on the table. The three animal sacrifices were pigs, cows and sheep. No one here raised sheep. Cows were an important labor force in the family. Unless the cow was injured and was about to die, killing the cow was against the law and naturally there was no need for it, so now only a pig head was left.

Shen Huan picked up the bowl and ate some, saying it was buckwheat rice, but the ratio of buckwheat to wheat was about nine to one. It had no texture at all and was very throaty. Shen Huan found it difficult to swallow.

The pig ears were boiled in white water, and some of the hairs were not burned. Shen Huan didn't pick up any of them, so she picked up the boiled vegetables and looked carefully, only to find that they were mulberry leaves.

Shen Huan: "..."

She has never suffered this.

A man can have his head cut off or bleed. Anyway, the more she dies, the more powerful she becomes. When taking a villain script, it is one thing to be injured and bleed, but every time the status is either rich or noble, and what you enjoy is the best.

After reluctantly swallowing the third bite of buckwheat rice, Shen Huan put down his chopsticks.

Lin Yansui was immersed in eating rice, but when he saw this, he raised his head and said, "Madam, what's wrong?"

Shen Huan said seriously: "I have just recovered from a serious illness and I don't really want to eat it. You can eat it."

He stood up immediately: "Then I'll cook it for you again. What would you like to eat?"

Shen Huan originally wanted to refuse, but then he thought that this body had been hungry for several days. If he fainted from hunger, the gain would outweigh the loss, so he said, "Do you have any eggs? Steam two eggs for me, and remember to add salt, otherwise they won't solidify."

Lin Yansui had only seen steamed eggs, which his mother made for his nephew. He had never eaten eggs or worn new clothes when he was at home.

When I was young, I picked up clothes from my elder brother, and later my younger brother. Sanlang of the Lin family was a scholar and would not wear rags or shoes. His old clothes would be given to the fourth brother of the Lin family first. If the fourth brother of the Lin family didn't want them, they would be given to Lin Yansui. He is wearing the clothes he is wearing now. They were old, ill-fitting clothes with dozens of patches on top and bottom.

He had long been accustomed to all kinds of unfair treatment, and he also knew his status as a door-to-door son-in-law, so he didn't feel unreasonable at all and hurried into the kitchen to steam eggs for Shen Huan.

After it was done, he picked up the buckwheat rice and continued to cook it. Shen Huan saw that he had no intention of eating meat. Thinking about his experience, it was impossible that he didn't want to eat it, but he could only dare not eat it.

"Eat the meat."

Lin Yan then raised his head when he heard the voice. Shen Huan repeated again: "Eat the meat. How many days has it been left here? It will stink if you leave it any longer."

Lin Yansui was stunned for a moment, and tears gradually appeared in his eyes. He tried to hold it back, his voice was choked, and he said softly: "Thank you, madam."

Then he lowered his head to cook rice again, but this time, he picked up pig ears. Although it had no taste, the smell of meat was the most fragrant. The smell of meat made the bowl of buckwheat rice delicious. He finished the bowl of rice quickly. .

Licking and licking his mouth, he was not full, but he had no intention of serving more food and started to clear the table.

Shen Huan pushed his rice bowl over: "Eat this too. I won't eat it. There is still meat, so finish it all."

Lin Yansui looked at her with some surprise. The Yang family had undergone a big change when he came in. Yang Huan was lifeless and had not said a few words to him. He could only do his best and do his duty without daring to go out of his way. .

Now that Shen Huan asked him to eat meat and his own leftovers, he didn't feel dissatisfied at all. Instead, he was so moved that he almost shed tears. He took Shen Huan's rice bowl and started to eat.

Shen Huan counted the time and went to the kitchen by herself when it was almost time.

Lin Yan then quickly stood up: "Madam, I'm going."

After saying that, he ran into the kitchen and quickly came out with half a bowl of egg custard. He raised his head and smiled at her. The smile was a little weird. Before Shen Huan thought about it, he saw Lin Yansui accidentally tripped as he crossed the threshold. , the whole body rushed forward uncontrollably.

Hey!

It was too late for Shen Huan to save it. Lin Yansui hugged the bowl with all his strength, and finally he fell to the ground with the bowl. The bowl did not break after being heated, but was slightly broken, but the egg custard fell to the ground intact. It was duped twice and then shattered.

The soil and ground were all dusty, and the egg custard was instantly unclear.

Shen Huan: "..."

There is a saying about MMP, but I don’t know whether to say it or not?

Compared to her speechlessness, Lin Yansui was nervous and at a loss. He slowly got up and stood in front of Shen Huan with his head lowered.

His face was gloomy, without any elegance and delicacy, and he looked like he had worked hard for many years. It was Yang Wenhua's funeral and the original owner was ill. He hadn't rested much these days. His eyelids were slightly swollen, and there was a faint trace of blood under his drooped eyelashes. The dark shadows and cheekbones are also somewhat high and abrupt, which makes the whole face look skinny. The hands with dull skin, dry and thin skin are holding the bowl with a broken corner, as if they are holding their own smashed whole world, and the whole person is very helpless. .

Shen Huan was speechless and his stomach growled twice.

Just when Lin Yan thought he was going to be scolded or even beaten, Shen Huan said tiredly, "Forget it, pack up and go to the countryside with me."

It's an hour's journey from Linjia Village to Kino Township. If you can catch an ox cart, you can get there in half an hour. In such a disaster, it's safer to eat ready-made food.

Lin Yansui raised his head, with tears in his eyes.

He was not a crybaby before, and even lived to be twenty-two without crying a few times. But today, when he thought that his wife was so kind to him, he threw away her egg custard. He felt sorry for her and wasted food. Uncomfortable.

Shen Huan looked at his gradually falling tears. Even though his whole body was full of life, his whole body was lifeless. As the god of death, what Shen Huan hated the most was the life of death. She suddenly felt a little irritable.

"Stop standing there stupidly and clean up quickly."

She turned around and returned to the previous room, choosing a dress made of silk to change into. This was the original owner's best dress. The silk was a silk and linen blended fabric. The silk surface was relatively tight and fine, and it felt smooth, although it was not as good as Jin Ling. , but the original owner only has one or two pieces, which shows its value.

Shen Huan felt more comfortable. She took out the wooden box from where the original owner kept the money and opened it. The wooden box that was divided into two contained silver notes and broken silver. She counted them and found a total of one hundred and sixty-seven taels. , and hundreds of copper coins, she put them all directly into the system space, and then walked out.

Based on her years of living as a villain, this little money is not enough for her to have a good meal. It seems that she has to find a way to make some money.