Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 115

As long as there is no talk of the group's pet child, the story is still very believable.

The village chief's eyes swept over Chang Xiaoyu and the three girls, who could already be considered laborers.

After a while, he finally made up his mind and grabbed Old Man Li's hand and patted it: "Brother, what's the point of saying you can stay here temporarily? If you have nowhere else to go, just take the children and stay here. We still have a few empty houses in the village. If you are willing, we can give them to you."

so generous?

Even Hu Zhuier, who didn't care about anything except her sister, couldn't help but look sideways when she heard such words.

Who would come up and give away a house?

The God of Wealth?

Old man Li looked extremely touched, and was thinking in his heart: Could it be some shabby house that he was using as a favor?

But when they saw the two-story bamboo house, all their thoughts disappeared.

Old man Li wanted to spit at himself: How could you think so much about him? This old brother looks like an open-minded and hospitable person. No, this is not an old brother at all.

This is the living God of Wealth!

Where is this village? They can go out and find it!

Village Chief Meng Qingshan said with some complacency, "How is it? Not bad, huh? It's just that no one's lived here for a while, so it's a bit dusty. You guys stay here for one night. Tomorrow I'll get some people to help you clean up, and then we'll talk about dividing the land."

“And… also give us some land?!”

Old man Li stopped sighing.

People feel refreshed when happy things happen, but unfortunately this is just a dream.

"We are all family now, so naturally we have to divide the land."

Meng Qingshan's hoarse laughter sounded uniquely bold to them. Xianle was no more than that, right?

Hello, village chief, you are so nice.

Goodbye, Village Chief, I must see you again tomorrow!

Who says people have no choice when they are away from home? What’s the difference between this and going home?

Waiya threw the child to the ground and sat down on the bed without any hesitation: "Look, look at this, I don't even have such a nice bed at home, and it's even carved with patterns."

She pinched her sleeves and carefully wiped the railings of the wooden bed, and her eyes were so friendly.

This building has everything except drinking water, including quilts, clothes, pots, pans, and utensils. It seems like you can just wipe off the dust and continue living.

The village chief's family and kind villagers also sent food and herbs to stop bleeding, as well as... a bag of incense ash.

"The village witch doctor is not here, otherwise we could ask him to come and check on the child. But it's okay. First, apply some incense ash mixed with herbs to her wound. With the blessing of the Wuxiang True God, she will definitely get better."

"Okay, okay, thank you for your trouble, sister-in-law." Old Man Li took the things from the village head's wife and then asked carefully, "But this... the Wuxiang True God is..."

"He's our local deity!" The quickest young man answered first. "He has no form, but boundless magical powers. Sometimes he transforms into an old man, sometimes a woman, and sometimes a naughty child. As long as you pray to him sincerely, he will appear to save you from suffering. When I was bitten by a snake as a child, he transformed into his mother and saved me."

Old man Li muttered: "A deity with boundless magical powers, a savior of suffering..."

The child continued, "It sounds similar to the river god we have over there."

They recalled some not-so-good memories.

"What kind of river god is that over there?"

"They are two dragons, but they will not turn into other people, and they are no longer effective." Waiya replied.

They didn't seem happy to hear this, but the older ones were fine. The young man spoke directly:

"How can two mere dragons be compared to the Formless True God?

Those are all wild gods. Only our formless true god is the real god in this world."

It was obvious from his words that he had great respect for the formless true god, and even started to criticize him.

It's understandable, after all, I saved his life.

"Does He eat people?" Chang Xiaoyu asked the question that interested them most.

The young man was even more dissatisfied: "What are you talking about? Asking such questions is blasphemy against the true God. How could a god eat people? Why does your river god look like a monster?"

"Well, that's right..."

They were somewhat ashamed. It was shameful to tell anyone about this kind of thing, yet one or two of them still believed it like crazy.

"Okay, Daming, stop talking. The True God Wuxiang said that those wild gods are the best at bewitching people. Brother Li and the others have also gone astray." The village chief's wife stopped the young man and said considerately, "You are tired too. Take a break first. If you don't mind our nagging, I will take you to listen to the Great Wizard's teachings when he returns from the True God's Temple. You are outsiders. If you are lucky, you may have the opportunity to serve the True God."

Her eyes also passed over Chang Xiaoyu and the three girls.

Serve the true God?

What does that mean?

Throw it into the river to drown or roast it over a fire?

As if she could see their fear, the village head's wife also smiled and emphasized:

"Oh, don't worry, our true God never harms anyone. We believers are like His children. No matter what happens, He will tolerate us and take care of us. He is the best God. Men, women, young and old all hope to serve Him once.

But with his temper, he always doesn't want to cause us any trouble. Only confused villagers and outsiders bewitched by wild gods have the opportunity to come to him and listen to his teachings. In a sense, he is still taking care of us.

The village chief's wife seemed to be complaining about her stubborn and obstinate parents. She was obviously an elderly person with many children and grandchildren, but when faced with such things, she was still like a little girl and had no idea what to do.

But it doesn't sound like a bad thing.

Is their God real?

But they don't want to find a god.

"That sounds awesome. There must be no monsters or wild gods here, right?" Hu Shanniang was praising someone, even if it sounded real.

And it just hits the itchy spot.

"Of course. How dare those things act rashly in front of a true God?"

Well, okay, let’s pack up and get ready to leave.

It's really not smooth sailing to arrive at a place like this right away.

After everyone left, Chang Xiaoyu and Old Man Li worked together to make a sedan chair out of bamboo, cursing: "Why does she do that? Can't you just stab her to death with a knife and tell her to go out and wait?"

The child poked his bald head out of the kitchen. "I can hear you. I can hear you with both ears. If you yell at me again, I'll spit in your bowl!"

Okay, even if she doesn’t vomit now, Chang Xiaoyu will still think she has vomited.

He was so angry that he almost jumped up.

Old man Li tried to reconcile: "Ah, one more person means more strength."

"What power can she have in this state?"

Hu Zhuier was enjoying the fun: "She must have hit you hard."

She doesn't like children, but she dislikes Chang Xiaoyu even more because he runs away when something happens.

Hu Shanniang: "Okay, calm down. Children have good ears, they will definitely come in handy."

A bunch of biased people!

Chang Xiaoyu, who is powerless and alone: ​​If I hammer a nail into the seat, no one will notice, right?

They were in a mess, and Cao Ping left the yard quietly.

Until seven bowls are laid out.

Chang Xiaoyu: "Is that person missing?"

Child: "His name is Cao Ping."

"When was he lost?" Hu Shanniang looked towards the distant mountains and forests.

Old Man Li: "Alas, what should I do?"

Waiya and Zhuier have already started eating, so who cares?

You're not a child.

Not my sister.

In this situation where everything depends on conscience, Chang Xiaoyu was the first to sit down and ask.

Old Man Li: "Alas, what a pity! There are wolves and bears in the mountains. What if we encounter a snake..."

He grumbled and sat down as well.

Hu Shanniang is pure hypocrisy. The more someone dislikes her, the more she wants to get them. That’s why children are her friends. “Should we go look for them?”

She asked, but no one looked.

The child who is still standing: Am I actually a good person?

Pumpkin loves Cao Pingfen’s pickled fish.

She was torn between her conscience and her desires, and Cao Ping pulled out a stool and sat down.

"Where have you been?" everyone asked in unison.

Cao Ping didn't even raise his eyelids: "As if you care."

Haha.

Why tell the truth?