At this time, Hui Ying brought another bowl of porridge over with a spoon, "My lord, this may have to be fed with a spoon."
Lie Zhan heard the words, "Let it go, you go and serve porridge for the victims."
"yes."
Immediately afterwards, Lie Zhan scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blowing it back and forth repeatedly, for fear of scalding the little white cat in his arms, and would slowly feed it into the white cat's mouth when it was cold.
Xie Huansi drank while disgusted.
Disgusting is the second priority, filling the stomach and restoring the spirit is the most important thing.
"Grandma!" A loud and clear shout came, and everyone looked up, and saw an eight or nine-year-old boy running towards him with a dirty body. If you don't look carefully, you really can't tell who it is.
"Grandma, grandma!"
Granny Zhao stood up from the pile of dead people, and staggered towards the little boy running over, "Xiaoyang, Xiaoyang, Xiaoyang."
"Grandma~"
The old and the young hugged each other like this, and the old lady Zhao choked with excitement, "Xiaoyang, grandma thought you were dead, but luckily you are still alive, otherwise grandma thought I was the only one left."
Others looked at them enviously.
Xiaoyang patted grandma on the back sensiblely, "Grandma, don't cry, I can't find the other children, are they all dead?"
"You don't care what they do, they love to die and live, anyway, we Xiaoyang live as long as we live, as long as we live."
Xiao Yang blinked her wet eyes, "Grandma, what you said is wrong."
"It doesn't matter," grandma pinched Xiaoyang's face excitedly, "It's good that our Xiaoyang is alive, and the incense of the Zhao family will not be broken, not broken."
?The other villagers originally wanted to go to say a few more greetings, but after hearing Mrs. Zhao's words, they gave up their original idea, turned their heads away and stopped looking at Mrs. Zhao.
"Grandma, I was originally pressed under the house yesterday, and then I saw that the thing pressing me was moved away by something. It was too dark, and my throat was still speechless, and then I ran away in a daze. I ran back from there at dawn. I think I saw a very beautiful fairy sister standing on a tree." Xiao Yang scratched his head, "Did the fairy sister save me?"
"What kind of fairy sister is there?" Mrs. Zhao dragged Xiaoyang to the direction of the porridge tent. Grandma will worry."
Xiao Yang tilted his head, "Who moved the thing that was pressing on me?"
"Ah, I see." Mrs. Zhao thought for a moment, "It's the demon girl. The demon woman used her demon force to move the stone slab away. Just yesterday, grandma met that demon girl. Fortunately, your grandpa's spirit in the sky blesses her, otherwise we, Xiaoyang, would definitely Let the witch eat it."
"But grandma, the witch helped me remove the board on my body, is she also a witch?"
"She didn't save you, she wanted to eat you."
"Okay, old woman." Huiyue couldn't listen anymore, "Is there anyone who teaches children like this? Don't you know that if you receive a kindness, you should pour out the spring to repay it?"
The old lady Zhao was suddenly yelled at, and she covered her chest in fright. Seeing Huiyue's strange face, she immediately yelled, "Do you want to scare my old lady to death? What should I do if I am scared to death?!"
"I have met so many old women in my life, but I have never seen one who hates you so much." Hui Yue sucked her teeth, "Look at what the villagers think of you?!"
The old lady Zhao looked around and saw that most of the people had red eyes and looked at her with disgust on their faces, so the old lady Zhao snorted, "Isn't it because my grandson survived a catastrophe, and they are all envious when they die. "
Xie Huansi in the distance is also very angry, he really wants to scratch the paws of this annoying old woman. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com