The Good Wife of Transmigration is Difficult

After teaching this group of scumbags a lesson, Wu Hui picked up the things he had placed by the wall, and took his stupid big man by the hand, Shi Shiran, and walked out of this narrow alley, and it was time to make an appointment with Uncle Li. Wu Hui secretly thought.

These scumbags are just a few pebbles on the road, just kick them away, it's not worth wasting too much time on yourself.

On the way to the agreed exit of the town, Wu Hui saw the artisan selling maltose again. After thinking for a while, he touched a few copper coins in his pocket and went to buy some maltose as a small gift for his sister. up.

In the memory of the original owner, the little girls have never eaten anything good. After he starts to develop the space, he can cook more delicious food for them.

Wu Hui feels that he has more purpose and urgency to change his life, and about the space problem, should he tell them?Wu Hui began to struggle again.

After walking a few steps, they arrived at the place they had agreed with Li Zheng, only to find that Li Zheng was already waiting there with a cow.

Wu Hui was a little embarrassed. It seemed that he had wasted too much time on those people before. He walked forward a little shyly, bent over, and apologized: "I'm really sorry, Uncle Fugui, I was delayed by something just now, and you actually made you wait for us for so long." Li Fugui smiled heartily and said, "I just came here too, and I'm fine. I just went to see my brat and there's nothing wrong with me. Just come here." Uncle Lizheng said so, and it would be too fake to be coy again, Wu Hui's expression quickly returned to normal, and several people started to walk back.

The bullock cart swayed slowly, and after walking for a few miles, Wu Hui remembered that he had brought maltose, and hurriedly asked, "Does Uncle Li eat maltose? I brought some when I just came home."

Li Fugui waved his hand and said: "I'm getting old, I don't like to eat those things, did you bring some for Xiao Chun'er and her sisters? Take them back and let them eat a few more bites, you children, too. Life is hard."

Seeing that Wu Hui put away the maltose, Li Fugui, who was opened up, began to say: "This is your Uncle Wang, he can make maltose, my brat, your useless brother, when you were young, your uncle would look at the good times It’s troublesome to make some for him, but my son loves to eat it, and your uncle doesn’t bother you. Later, when I went to Jiangdu City, I heard people say that the horses of noble people can eat this candy. I didn't believe it at the time..."

"Really? Can the horse still eat the candy?" Hearing that Uncle Li was recalling the past, Wu Hui felt that he should be a good listener and asked in a timely manner. "That's right, later on I saw..."

The voices of several people slowly disappeared in the wind accompanied by the "jingle" of cowbells.

Before it was dark, they arrived home. Wu Hui and the others lived close to the entrance of the village. Wu Hui jumped out of the car first, thanked Lizheng, and then he started to walk home, and at the same time explained My family is a big fool, and the gang is getting the scooter home before going home.

Wu Hui thought it was strange not to see those children for a day, but he walked to Aunt Wang's house in a few steps, only to see that there were only three little ones left playing in the yard.

After asking, I found out that Xiao Chun'er told Aunt Wang in advance that she was going to make some porridge for the two of them who were going out, and then went home first. After all, it would take half an hour to go back, and Wu Hui was a little helpless.

First thanked Aunt Wang, and led the three little ones back home.

But as soon as he got home, he felt something was wrong. The courtyard door was wide open, and the pot was overturned on the ground. Wu Hui couldn't help feeling flustered, and called "Chun'er" a few times, but no one answered. Steady body.

Author's gossip: I'm begging for another wave of Zhizhi, I hope everyone will support Xiaofeng