Chapitre 220: Chapter 220: Go back to Grandma's house and look for the Gu worms
Auteur: Filthy Traduction automatique
This time, Ling Jue took a taxi to send grandma back to Mingxi village. Although the old lady kept saying that there was a bus here, that it would only take two yuan to get there, that there was no need to spend more than twenty yuan on a taxi, Ling Jue's persistence increased. She immediately pulled her toward the taxi.
2Everything was put in the taxi, so grandma could only get in.
Soon, they returned to Mingxi village. The taxi could not enter the village, so it stopped under the old tree across the bridge.
After the two got out of the taxi, the people at the entrance of the old village kept staring at them.
"So, Qingsong's mother is back."
2"Are you used to going to the city?"
2"Who's the little boy who followed you back? I remember that your eldest grandson is already in his twenties."
2"..."
The people in the village did not know much about Weibo, so they did not know what had happened. Although their words were a little strange, they did not have any bad intentions.
"Hey, this kid looks very similar to your Qinglian."
2"Is he your Qinglian's child?"
2"Your Qinglian is back?"
2"..."
Ling Jue suddenly remembered that her mother's name was Xia Qinglian.
"Thank you for your concern. My Qinglian is not back yet. Xiao Jue and I will go back first. You guys can continue chatting," the old woman said with a smile as she held Ling Jue's hand and walked home.
2Her grandmother's house was by the river. They would arrive at the village entrance very soon.
2The door was locked and there was a small courtyard with only a bamboo fence. The place was not big and there were only three small rooms. The left side was the kitchen while the right side was a toilet.
This place was very simple and crude.
2It was the first time Ling Jue lived in such a rural area. She could not take a bath without a toilet. There were a few chickens beside the toilet, and they were staring at Ling Jue with bulging eyes.
The courtyard was filled with flowers. There were many flowers that she did not recognize, but they were very beautiful.
They were planted in the fence, and it was obvious that they had been carefully prepared.
Kacha...
2After a while, grandma opened the door to the inner room.
Ling Jue followed her in. It was very simple and crude inside. Other than a table, a few stools, and the divine seat on the wall, there was nothing else, but it was very clean.
"Uncle Li came to repair this house a while ago. It won't leak anymore. Xiao Jue, you should stay in this room."
2She brought her into a small room. There was only a small window, and the bed was very clean. However, the bed was only 1.8 / 1.2 at most.
"I'll be back to Yunhai province in a few days. The environment here is so good that only I can get used to it." She chuckled. "Do you want to take a look around? I'll go rest for a while."
2"Okay." Ling Jue nodded.
2The old woman left with a smile. She sat on the bed and touched the blanket.
2It was her first time living in such a shabby place. She finally realized that there was such a life in the world.
She could tell that the village was filled with such buildings, and the people surrounding the old village were all elderly people.
Just as the taxi driver said, there were only a few elderly people left.
"Lord Jue, there are indeed a lot of insect eggs in the back of the mountain. It's especially suitable for breeding in this season." Tang Yuan leaned against the window and looked at the back of the mountain in the distance. It was a summer afternoon, but it was already foggy there.
2Ling Jue nodded. When her grandmother was not paying attention, she would secretly go to the back of the mountain to see if she could find the insects she wanted.
"This village is really poor." Tang Yuan looked out of the window. There was an old man leading a cow with a lot of grass on his back. "This is the first time Tang Yuan has seen such a thing..."
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