Rebirth: Farming Skillfully with a Mrs.

"Yan Mo, I'm your cousin! I'll go when you get married!"

This turn of the plot was caught off guard, Yan Mo was stunned for a few seconds, and finally recognized the other party.

The fourth uncle entered the city after being admitted as a scholar. Later, Yan Mo's parents passed away, and the fourth uncle's family living in Haizhou City also refused to take care of him.

However, the fourth uncle didn't even pass the exam, and eventually opened a restaurant to make a living.

And he did have a son named Yan Zixuan, whose fate was the same as his father's. He was admitted as a scholar but stopped there.

When Yan Zixuan was just admitted to be a scholar, he struck while the iron was hot and married Liu Chen, the son of Master Juren.

The Juren master originally thought that his son married a potential stockholder, but he never expected that Yan Zixuan failed the second exam, and finally did not take the exam again.

And Liu Chen and Yan Zixuan fell in love with each other, and after knowing that her husband had no hope of getting a good name in the exam, they begged their father to set up a small shop to sell odd jobs, and their lives were considered splendid.

When Yan Mo got married, Yan Zixuan went there, but he remembered that his husband was a fool with a sallow face.

Why did that fool completely change in half a year?

He has a well-proportioned figure, a ruddy complexion, and big watery eyes that are full of spirituality. He looks so cute, how can he look like a fool...

Withdrawing his gaze, he turned to Yan Mo who was a head taller than him, "This is your wife? You were so stupid when you got married, I haven't recognized her yet!"

Nian Xiaomi was very upset when she heard that, and cursed inwardly: Your whole family is so stupid!

Yan Mo didn't care much about his words, he put his hands on Nian Xiaomi's shoulder domineeringly to show his ownership.

The master next to him hurriedly stopped the meeting, cleared his throat and asked, "Do you still want this cloak?"

Yan Mo reacted quickly, "Yes! Wrap it up immediately."

Yes, we are poor, but we can't lose our momentum!

Yan Zixuan frowned, and said bluntly: "This cloak is quite expensive, it is bought by rich people, can you afford it? Don't buy a cloak just for the sake of face, but you won't even be able to take it off when you go back!"

Nian Xiaomi only felt a surge of anger in his forehead. Since time travel, this is the first time he has met a top-notch man. He restrained himself and said:

"Yeah, I also think this cloak is expensive, and I am reluctant to buy it, but my husband sees that I like it, so he insists on wrapping it up, what can I do!" While talking, the little bird leaned close to Yan Mo's chest.

Show affection invisibly!

At this moment, Yan Mo took out his purse from his bosom, and grandly took out two taels of silver and handed it to the proprietress.

Yan Zixuan didn't expect that he could actually take out money!

Thinking of his rude words just now, his face turned red.

Niuniu's clothes were also chosen, Yan Mo picked her up, "Let's go, let's go eat!"

Yan Zixuan suggested, "How about going to Lanyue Tower to eat? The scenery there is beautiful and the food is exquisite."

Since time travelling, what Nian Xiaomi hates the most besides her mother who abandoned her is Yan Mo's gang of cruel relatives.

Today he clearly felt that Yan Zixuan's motives were not pure, so he showed disgust and said coldly: "I'm afraid of nausea!"

After finishing speaking, he dragged Yan Mo away from the cloth village.

Yan Zixuan was blocked by his words, his face was a little embarrassed, and a trace of resentment rose in his heart...

The family of three simply ate some snacks and rushed to the slums.

But Xiaoyong couldn't be found after searching around, and finally found his home after inquiring.

Nian Xiaomi pushed open the wooden door of a low, dilapidated house, and brushed away the cobwebs hanging from the curtain with her hands.

The house was extraordinarily dark, damp and cold, showing a deathly tranquility.

They found a shivering seven or eight-year-old boy by the bed, and Xiaoyong was lying on the side of the bed.

"Xiaoyong..." Nian Xiaomi cried out in panic, feeling a little pain in her heart.

Xiaoyong's lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word.

Yan Mo looked at the blackened and hard dried yams in the broken bowl, "You... you just eat this?"

The little boy, who was a little panicked just now, saw that the other party was not malicious, so he nodded aggrievedly and began to cry.

Nian Xiaomi hugged him distressedly, "Are you...Xiaoyong's younger brother?"

The little boy stopped sobbing slowly, blinking his long eyelashes, "My name is Yuhu, he is my brother." After speaking, he looked at Niu Niu behind Nian Xiaomi, a little shy.

Yan Mo had gently turned Xiaoyong over, only to realize that his forehead was covered in blood and blood.

"What did you do?!"

The younger brother Yuhu expressed intermittently, and only then did the two of them know that Xiaoyong was going to do odd jobs at the dock today, and was hit by a cargo.

Xiaoyong slowly opened his eyes, feeling dizzy and unable to speak, his face was as pale as white paper.

Nian Xiaomi knew that this was intermittent anemia caused by excessive blood loss. If the bleeding did not stop, the oxygen supply to the head would be interrupted, and the consequences would be disastrous.

Aura output!

He immediately thought of this rescue method.

So, he let Yan Mo and Yuhu step aside, and hovered his palms over Xiaoyong Yinhong's head.

The mysterious air mass turned into a gossamer and instilled in his wound, and the blood that was still flowing just now gradually stopped.

If it was visible to the naked eye at this moment, it would be able to find that the thin film formed by the light green air mass blocked his split scalp.

Then the air mass slowly catalyzes the forehead muscles, stretches to the wound, and covers the tear.

In fact, human subcutaneous tissue has self-healing ability, but it takes several days. The magic of Nian Xiaomi's aura is that in addition to stopping bleeding, it can also shorten the time for self-healing.

Xiaoyong's symptoms of anemia gradually weakened, and with the nourishment of spiritual energy, he became conscious and his face was no longer so pale.

Nian Xiaomi understood that he was fine, and gradually let go of her heart.

Yan Mo had long since realized the strangeness, took out two pieces of jerky from the package, and handed them to the two brothers respectively.

Xiaoyong struggled to take it, barely took a bite, and couldn't chew anymore.

Nian Xiaomi who was sitting next to him hurriedly took the jerky out of his mouth.

"People who are so hungry can only use rice soup to recuperate slowly. If they really want to eat meat, their intestines must be blocked."

He went down to the stove and saw that there was not a single grain of rice, so he ordered Yan Mo to drive to get a bowl of rice porridge and come back.

He wiped Xiaoyong's wet hair with pity, and when he looked down inadvertently, he found a light green pendant hanging around his neck, which was exactly the same as his previous one!

"Where... where did this come from?" He was stunned.

Xiaoyong opened his mouth with difficulty, and said intermittently: "As long as I can remember... I have been wearing it..."

Nian Xiaomi didn't ask any more questions, and got up to help clean up the dilapidated hut, but she was still very puzzled.

After Yan Mo called rice porridge and fed him a few mouthfuls, he also found tools to repair the doors and windows.

Until the sky was getting dark, Niuniu and Yuhu became familiar, and Xiaoyong could get up and get out of bed slowly.

It was getting late and we had to go back, Yan Mo and Nian Xiaomi reluctantly left some money and belongings, and pulled Niu Niu into the donkey cart.

When they looked back, the two children were leaning on the door frame and looking at them pitifully.

Xiao Yuhu was crying so hard, this was the first time he felt the warmth of the world after his parents left.

The donkey cart slowly drove out of the city gate, and suddenly there was a muffled thunder in the sky, and it was going to rain again.

Neither of them spoke, even Niu Niu felt the oppressive atmosphere, and quietly nestled in Nian Xiaomi's arms.

"Sanggong..." Nian Xiaomi finally broke the silence.

Yan Mo stopped the car and looked at him.

The two nodded in tacit understanding, without saying a word, but seemed to understand each other's thoughts.

Yan Mo turned the donkey cart around, swiped the donkey's whip, and headed towards the city gate of Haizhou again...