One day, Fan Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was nothing wrong with him.

He was sitting on the stone strips under the eaves with wild vegetables and steamed buns in his hand. He rolled his eyes and almost choked to death. He drank a few sips of water.

"Ergouzi, your family eats steamed buns every day? I didn't order anything else."

"The steamed bun is delicious, what else?"

Fan Yu choked, looking at the boy with a pale face and a thin skin and a bulging belly, I don’t know how to describe him.

The little boy licked his nose, bit his dirty fingers, raised his head and said, "Uncle Fan, when I was delivering food to you, I heard my mother crying at home."

"Why did your mother cry? Did you make her angry?"

"It's not me, nor Da Ya. She just cried. She had cried before, and she cried secretly, just like my stomach hurts and hiding in the corner."

Fan Yu thought for a while and decided to go and take a look. He has been taken care of by others these days. Since he encountered something, he would not stand by.

Ergouzi's house is in the front yard, and a house that is 1.3 meters wide can accommodate a bed. It used to be lived in by the concierge.

"Mom, Uncle Fan is here."

The little boy screamed, and the corners of the woman's eyes turned red. She must have just cried. She lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her clothes: "Mr. Fan, Mr. Fan, I know I'll pay the rent today..."

Fan Yu was stunned, and then he remembered that today was the day to collect rent. He slapped his head: "Look, I forgot about this."

The woman bit her lip and entered the room again. After a while, she took out a dozen sweaty leaves, which were all parted and horny.

"Don't let me know, I'm not asking you to rent money. I've asked you to take care of you these days and asked Ergouzi to deliver the meal. I just came here to thank you."

When Fan Yu said this, the woman was stunned, her face turned red, her head lowered, and she whispered: "It should be, you are the master, and you have pity for us, and you will give us we three a shelter from the wind and rain."

"What you said is that there is only one room left and right, and you have charged your room money, one code will be converted into one code."

Fan Yu coughed, deliberately not looking at the rosy corners of the woman's eyes, and said unquestionably: "I just think I'm tired of cooking, so I'll be with you in the future. As for the money for the house, I will use it as a meal."

After saying that, he turned around and left: "I still have something to do, so I won't tell you more."

After only a few steps, the woman behind her called: "Master..."

Fan Yu turned around and saw the woman choking speechlessly, as if she had something to say, pretending to be impatient: "Don't show a sad face in front of me, I can't stand this."

This girl should be only in her twenties? She is actually a mother of two children. She is quite pretty. She immediately shook her head and thought about what? She ran away.

As soon as I entered the yard, I met an old lady head-on, and she wanted to run away as soon as her head shrank. This is instinct.

"Baby, where are you going?"

Fan Yu smiled embarrassedly, trotted a few steps to support him, but was beaten by the old lady with a crutch: "Why are you here to walk out?"

The old lady glanced at him: "Why, do you think I'm going to die?"

Fan Yu was shocked: "I didn't say that you are not a hundred and fifty years old, so I'm afraid you won't talk about your birthday easily."

"I didn't notice it before, but it was a strange thing. The mud statue was smashed, and people became smarter."

The old lady was muttering, making Fan Yu one head three big, but she didn't dare to ignore him.

Strictly speaking, this old lady was his savior. If it weren't for her that night, she would knock on her crutches one by one, and she had enough money to send it to the city gatekeeper, and asked the "neighbor" tenant to carry him back.

I used my years of stitching and thread to store the soles of my shoe soles and wash clothes for many years. I asked the doctor to grab the medicine. I am afraid there will be no next story.

My predecessor was also very afraid of this old lady. She was in her eighty years old and was once Grandma Fan Yu’s personal maid.

The old lady nodded and looked at her side: "Have you gone to see Liu Yatou?"

"During this period, people have washed my clothes and brought me food and water. Isn't I here to thank me?"

"This Liu Yatou died early, and it's not easy to drag two and a half-old children."

The old lady smashed her mouth and sighed: "It's also a pitiful person. Everyone is a neighbor under the eaves. If you can help me, I will help you."

"Okay, with your words, I'll be relieved."

Fan Yu grinned and said, "I am worried about eating, so I waived her rent..."

"You guy, you can do it. Ask a dentist to clean up your home, cook with a slurry, and you can't get a few ounces a month."

"You are always very clear-headed and can't hide anything from your eyes."

Fan Yu said kindly and didn't have money, making the old lady giggle: "You kid, you are getting back to life. You used to be pedantic, but now you are smart, so be smart."

"Your grandpa was so good at that time. Unfortunately, I haven't lived for a long time. So did your father. I raised him with one hand, but he ended up giving away a black-haired man. Now you are the only one in the Fan family. I don't want you to be proud of your family. Just live a good life..."

...

The rent was collected, and a total of eight circles, nine cents and seven cents were collected. Widow Liu's hexagon was counted as food money.

When you have money, what's the first thing to do?

Don't think too much, of course it's about improving your life.

Fan Yu was wearing a blue-gray cotton coat, taking light steps, followed by two small radish heads, and rushed out of the Fan family courtyard.

The Fan family is in a long alley, and dozens of families live near them. None of them are rich or powerful people. The most prominent one is the ancestors of the Fan family, but that happened a hundred years ago.

The visitors nodded and said hello, probably, "Did you eat?" "It's so cold today, are you going?"... Such kind words.

After leaving the alley, there is another big alley. On the street, there are families with a little family income, which is considered a wealthy family, and some businesses have been derived.

There are some small stalls around, almost eating, including those selling buns and steamed buns, wontons and noodles, and large bowls of fat rice. Put a few stools to start a business.

It was still early, but it was only seven or eight o'clock.

I found a stall and sold buns and porridge, and the vendor rushed forward to greet me.

"Give eight buns and three bowls of porridge..."

One big or two small, I bury my head and eat. After a few bites of hot porridge, the heat immediately simmered and sweated on my forehead.

Eight buns, most of them as big as the palm of his hand, he killed four of them by himself, and slapped his belly: "It's so comfortable."

After eating steamed buns for a month, my burp was full of smell of corn shells and wild vegetables, and I had no oil at all, so my belly had already rebelled.

“It’s a pity that there are no meat buns.”

Fan Yu smacked his lips, and the vendor had to smile bitterly, who eats meat buns every day? What a luxurious family.

"Laojia, your eight buns, three bowls of porridge, a total of one cent and nine cents."

He took out the purse, shook it, and made a 'ding' sound, and took out a round silver coin with silver corner edges and nine copper coins from it and threw it on the table.

"Go away."

Fan Yu slapped the little heads of the two carrots and glanced at them: "Daya, why are you eating only one, why are you still keeping one?"

Daya is the eldest daughter of Widow Liu, half a year older than Ergouzi. She is four or five years old. Except for her big eyes that are flashing, the rest are similar to Ergouzi. She has a pale face and a thin belly, and a skinny belly like a skin drum.

Da Ya grabbed the corner of her clothes, took out a big bun from under her clothes, lowered her head as if she was making a mistake, and said timidly: "Uncle, Da Ya is full... Da Ya wants to keep it for her mother, but she has never eaten a big bun."

Fan Yu glanced at Ergouzi, who was looking at Baozi, and knocked his head: "Look at your sister, you are all raised by your mother, why are they different?"

Ergouzi covered his head, licked his lips, and smiled heartlessly.

Shaking his head, glanced at a corner, and then walked back with a pretended relaxation.

After entering the alley, I accelerated my pace and ran into the yard in a row.

"I have seen evil spirits these days, why are there people watching me every day? I stare at me during the day and at night, and there are more than a group of people."
Chapter completed!