After the evil daughter-in-law was crossed, the disabled villain was redeemed

Seeing Nanzhi looking distressed, Wang Xiao'e quickly changed the subject.

"But I'm not saying this... Brother Dalang is awesome. The beggar is almost giving him money. Your Dalang just said one word, 'No need'!"

She gave Lin Erhu in the room a mysterious look and complained in a low voice.

"If this was my man! Not to mention that the little beggar is not bad looking, he is just ugly... If he took the initiative to say that he wanted to serve him, he would be happy to open the door to welcome him!"

Finally, Nanzhi laughed.

"No, Second Brother is not that person."

"Come on! He and I have known each other for so many years! I know what he is going to do just by looking at his butt!"

Nanzhi smiled, chatted a few more polite words, and then returned to the old courtyard.

Yuan Mo heard the door open, turned his wheelchair, and faced the door to greet her.

Nuannuan also jumped off Yuan Mo's knees, her little tail standing upright and trembling.

"How about it?"

Yuan Mo seemed to be asking about vermicelli, but in fact he was testing Nanzhi's mood.

Nanzhi did not mention Cheng Xiaohe either, but just nodded and said:

"I found a restaurant and will have new products tomorrow."

When Yuan Mo saw her pale face, he knew that Cheng Xiaohe must still be outside the door.

He nodded without saying anything, but was thinking about a strategy in his mind.

After Nanzhi put down the pen and ink he bought in town, he returned to the west bedroom.

He frowned, turned his wheelchair and walked out the door.

Feeling depressed, he really had no way to deal with it if Cheng Xiaohe refused to leave the door!

After all, she was just a little beggar, she was not hospitalized and she did not hurt anyone.

Just find a haystack in the village to live in, a doorway to rest your feet...

Even if the government came, there is no reason to arrest people at will.

Right now, he could only say the most unpleasant words to make her give up and leave on her own.

As soon as Yuan Mo opened the gate, he saw Cheng Xiaohe with a nervous look on his face.

Blinking, she looked at him timidly.

“Brother Yuan…”

She was about to call him, but swallowed the endearing name.

He bit his lower lip and pretended to be submissive and aggrieved.

Yuan Mo felt depressed and asked coldly:

"Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Cheng Xiaohe secretly looked up at him, curling the corner of his clothes with his fingers.

"I...have nowhere to go. Can I just sit here for a while without making any noise or disturbance?"

Yuan Mo punched the cotton, and the depressed anger gathered in his chest.

His brows were lowered and his eyes became colder.

"It's no use for you to stay here, find another way to survive as soon as possible."

When Cheng Xiaohe heard this, his fingertips trembled and tears welled up in his eyes again.

“Brother Yuan…”

She bit her lip and tears as big as beans rolled down her face.

"Can you bear to see me starve to death here? Didn't you tell me at that time... that everything would be fine when I grow up? But why do I still have to starve even after I grow up?"

Cheng Xiaohe's crying voice dragged Yuan Mo into nightmares again and again!

There was no dignity in the dilapidated temple, and the stinking memories entangled him to the point of suffocating him...

He didn't know whether it was right for him to treat her like this!

Clearly, in the dream, it was she who extended a helping hand to him.

If she had just stood by and watched him, he would have died in the dilapidated temple long ago!

But he was so heartless to her...

Yuan Mo tightly grasped the armrests of his wheelchair and was about to be unable to bear the condemnation in his heart!

The warm call brought him back to his senses.

It lifted its little tail and jumped onto his legs.

She rubbed her head against his hand and cried.

Yuan Mo suddenly woke up from the confusion.

Do not……

Those were just dreams, they weren't real!

There is no dilapidated temple, and he is not a beggar.

It was Nanzhi who saved him, not anyone else!

If he really softened his heart towards Cheng Xiaohe, he would be truly heartless and heartless, and would hurt Nanzhi's heart...

He took a deep breath, stroked the warm and soft fur, and spoke indifferently.

"What you want to do has nothing to do with me... Take care of yourself."

Then he turned the wheelchair and returned to the house.

Cheng Xiaohe felt disappointed when she saw his indifferent look.

She thought...

He was once so kind, he would never have the heart to watch her starve to death on his doorstep!

Now it seems that may not be the case.

Maybe it's time to find another way out?

Do not!

hold on!

Her instincts would not be wrong.

She could feel that he didn't dare to look at her!

He must be suppressing himself!

Wait one more day, if it doesn't work, withdraw...

Nanzhi saw Yuan Mo's efforts and she knew it in her heart.

No matter what, it is not easy to go against the plot and change your fate.

She won't always help him resist, he can only rely on himself!

but……

Although I can't help him with anything, I can still make some delicious food to encourage him!

Besides, she herself hasn't had a good meal for a long time~

Thinking of this, Nanzhi took out a lot of ingredients from the space.

Braised chicken wings, sweet and sour pork ribs, double pepper fish head, and stir-fried seasonal vegetables.

As soon as the delicious dishes were served on the table, Yuan Mo was stunned.

The sudden abundance of food made Yuan Mo very nervous.

He was already worried that Nanzhi would be angry because of Cheng Xiaohe, and now he was even more panicked...

The food today was so good, could it be that...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, swallowed guiltily, and watched Nanzhi busying around in and outside the house nervously.

After serving the meal, she finally sat down.

Yuan Mo was reluctant to start, but just looked at Nanzhi anxiously and spoke cautiously:

"Zhizhi, I can handle this matter, just give me some more time!"

He hid his hands under the table, clutching the robe on his knees tightly, his eyes stiff.

Nanzhi looked up in confusion when she heard this.

When I saw the uneasiness on his face, I realized that he was thinking the wrong thing.

She smiled helplessly and handed him the chopsticks.

"I know, okay, let's eat quickly!"

Yuan Mo then took the chopsticks hesitantly.

But his eyes were still fixed on Nanzhi, like a child waiting for permission.

Seeing this, Nanzhi picked up a chicken wing for him and comforted him with a smile.

"Eating is the most important thing in the world! I believe you can handle this, but now...eat well!"

Only then did Yuan Mo relax his shoulders.

He returned his gaze to the chicken wings in the bowl and smiled gently.

"it is good."

There was peace in the house, but the people outside the yard were almost going crazy.

She smelled the fragrance wafting from the courtyard and was almost fainting from hunger.

During these two days, Cheng Xiaohe only ate one steamed bun when he first arrived here.

I haven't eaten or drunk anything the whole day.

The fragrance in the old courtyard was everywhere, which undoubtedly made her even more hungry!

While she was starving and cold, her determination became stronger.

Even though Yuan Mo is in this state, his family can still afford to eat white flour buns and meat!

Which family can match such conditions?

No, she can't give up!

Stay no matter what...

As night fell, Yuan Mo, who had finally fallen asleep without the help of calming soup, was awakened by thunder again.

The rain poured down in torrents.

Yuan Mo sat up and closed the window, but unexpectedly saw the huddled figure outside the door in the white light of lightning.

The figure huddled against the doorpost, curled up into a ball, trying to use the wooden door and thatched hut to block the wind and rain.

It's a pity that the wind and rain were merciless, beating my figure so hard that I was trembling...

The miserable appearance reminded Yuan Mo of the night in his nightmare when he was chased away by wild dogs.

It was also such a rainy night, and such an embarrassment...

He crawled to the dilapidated temple covered in mud, but was bullied by the beggars in the dilapidated temple. If not...

Do not!

no!

It was just a dream, just a nightmare!

He clutched the window frame tightly until his fingertips turned white, and then he pulled himself back to reality.

He forced himself not to look, not to think, and lay back on the bed and closed his eyes.

But I couldn't sleep all night...