Huang Tinghui carried Wu Feilian on his back and walked towards the thatched house.

Approaching the thatched house, Huang Tinghui patted his forehead and said to himself, "Oh no."

I was in such a hurry to go out that I forgot to serve the millet porridge.

The millet porridge may have turned into crusts now.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother Tinghui?" the little girl asked strangely.

"nothing!"

"We're afraid we won't have any millet porridge to drink. If we're lucky, we'll still have rice dumplings to eat!"

"If we are unlucky, we may have to replace it with an iron pot!"

Huang Tinghui said with a bitter look on his face.

"Ah?" The little girl opened her mouth slightly, and then thought of something.

"It's all Xiaolian's fault!" the little girl said softly.

"Don't say anything in the future. It's all your fault!"

"I don't like it!" After saying that, Huang Tinghui walked quickly to the thatched house with the little girl on his back.

Open the wooden fence and push the door. The firewood in the kitchen has been burned out.

Fortunately, we didn't put too much firewood.

Huang Tinghui opened the lid of the pot and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, there is still rice cake to eat!" Huang Tinghui said softly.

He lifted up a layer of casserole from the iron pot and handed it to the little girl.

The two of them ate the crispy rice porridge, which had a different taste.

After eating the rice dumplings, the two of them wiped themselves clean and put on dry clothes.

At this time, Huang Tinghui looked at the little girl and said seriously: "Xiao Lian, I almost lost all the property left by my parents."

"There are only four walls left in our house, and this is the only thatched house left. My uncle Erzhu helped build it."

"If you stay, you will have to suffer with me."

"Are you willing to stay?" Huang Tinghui probably knew the answer, but he couldn't help but ask.

Hearing what Huang Tinghui said, the little girl quickly said: "I'm not afraid of hardship!"

"I work by myself at home, and I can eat as much as I work."

"I can do laundry, cook, raise chickens, and raise ducks."

"I am also raising several pigs at home."

"Also, the crops in our fields are all being taken care of."

"I often go up the mountain to collect wild vegetables and chop firewood."

"Xiaolian can do anything!"

"As long as Xiaolian stays, she won't cause any trouble to brother Tinghui!"

"Brother Tinghui, I can work harder and open up wasteland near the small thatched house. By then we will have fields!"

"This way, Brother Xiaolian and Tinghui won't go hungry!"

Listening to the little girl's chatter, Huang Tinghui couldn't help but laugh.

Sure enough, she is really a lovely, innocent little girl.

But when I think about it, if the little girl stays, she will definitely become his wife.

Do you play the cultivation system?

The evil Huang Tinghui feels a little guilty.

"Brother Tinghui, Xiaolian is full and can go to work!"

"Brother Tinghui, sit down and take a rest while Xiaolian cleans the house."

Just do it as you say, the little girl just rolled up her sleeves and started doing it without saying a word.

However, Huang Tinghui clearly saw that the little girl's exposed wrist had many scars.

Beaten by a whip!

Thorny!

…

I don’t know what a miserable life the little girl lived in her original home.

"I'll do it, I'll do it!"

"Housework should be shared together, you can't be left to do it alone."

Huang Tinghui rolled up his sleeves and snatched the broom from the little girl's hand.

"Go and tidy up the quilt and clothes and dry them later to prevent them from getting moldy!"

Knowing that the little girl has no time to spare, Huang Tinghui is not willing to arrange the quilt and clothes.

It's just right to leave it to the little girl.

"Yeah!" When Huang Tinghui said this, the little girl's eyes sparkled.

She was very obedient and walked towards the bed and clothes.

Huang Tinghui also picked up the broom and swept the small thatched house.

Looking at the energetic little girl, Huang Tinghui suddenly thought of such a day.

It seems pretty good too.

Most of the thatched house was cleaned, and there was a sound coming from outside.

"Brother Hui, Brother Hui!"

Huang Tinghui heard the sound and opened the door.

Uncle Jianmin, Uncle Rongcheng, and Uncle Daudao stood outside the thatched house.

"Uncle Jianmin, Uncle Rongcheng, Uncle Daudao, why are you here?"

Huang Tinghui asked a little strangely.

"We heard from Sister-in-law Liu that you have a baby girl at home?"

Huang Jianmin stood on tiptoes and took a look inside the thatched house.

After the words fell, Huang Tinghui's expression changed a bit.

This era is very different from that of later generations. Blood ties and clan connections are much weaker in later generations.

It is taken very seriously in this era.

Not to mention small villages, the same is true in official circles.

After all, in ancient times when productivity was low, if we wanted to live well, we had to stick together.

Surnames and blood relationships are the basis for maintaining all of this.

The concept of clan is extremely important in this era.

Now I have a baby girl in my house who may bring "unknown things".

It is impossible for the clan to sit idly by and do nothing.

No, people are coming!

"Uncle Jianmin, Uncle Rongcheng, Uncle Bold, did the patriarch ask you to come?"

"Where is my Uncle Erzhu?" Huang Tinghui asked.

"Er Zhu and the old patriarch will come soon. We heard from Aunt Liu that this girl doesn't seem to be a good match for you."

"It's not a busy time for farming right now. The little girl should have come from a neighboring county. We asked your Uncle Erzhu to send her back!"

"What do you think?" Uncle Jianmin, a man of mature and prudent nature, proposed this method.

Send back the little girl who brought bad luck without having to run errands yourself.

Although they are all idiots, their calculations are clear.

"Uncle Jianmin, it's not that my nephew doesn't listen to you, but it's really a done deal, and the raw rice has become cooked rice!"

"This matter is no longer yours to decide!" Huang Tinghui gritted his teeth and struck hard.

When everyone heard this, they were stunned.

This kid!
To be continued...