C7 (1/2)

”Hmm, what a good kid.” Yu's closed her eyes and completely forgot her purpose for coming here. She didn't even know why she was so angry before.

Alright, Fang Ruxiu did not expect that she would pacify Yu's so easily. Therefore, her temper was a little too big, and she needed to vent it out. Moreover, the destitute and destitute families were suffering for everything, the Fang family was truly too poor, and there were also a few major matters that she needed to worry about. Fang Ruxiu looked at the somewhat dilapidated courtyard as well as the old man who had long white hair. She urgently wanted to change this situation.

”Milk, tea is here. Have a cup of tea and lower the fire.” It was reasonable to say that the Yu's was very angry at this moment, and wanted to scold whoever she caught, but the countryside woman's thoughts were, after all, above men and women. When she saw that it was her good grandson, the anger on her face immediately disappeared, and she waved her hands, saying: ”What kind of tea is this old lady drinking, she's so full from drinking it all day, your sister likes this tea, give it to your sister.”

”There's no reason, it's because I really respect the My Milk. After all, it's not easy for the My Milk to be worried about such a large family, so I pinched her shoulders to ease her fatigue. I respected her greatly, so of course she would be happy.”

”Oh, I see.” Fang Yizhi nodded his head: ”Elder sister, you were quietly patting grandmother's horse just now.”

”What did you say?” Fang Ruxiu rebuked, ”Grandmother is Grandmother, how could she be a horse? Furthermore, I was massaging My Milk's shoulders just now. ”

”Elder sister, you're so crafty.” Fang Yizhi said.

Fang Ruxiu did not say a word. She just finished the cup of tea in her cup, then told him to return it. The air in this place was fresh and fresh. Although it was just ordinary tea leaves, the taste was not bad.

After drinking a cup of hot tea, Fang Ruxiu felt that her body had warmed up a lot, and she brought Fang Yicheng to walk a few rounds around the courtyard.

It was an ordinary courtyard with over ten rooms divided into the main house and the side room. The main house had a total of three rooms, with the middle room being used to entertain guests and eat. The side room was where Master Fang and the Yu's slept, and the other room was for Fang Changliu.

Beside them were the Eastern West Side Room and the six rooms in the east wing. Uncle Fang Ruyi and her family lived with Uncle San, and the six guests in the West Side Room were also living with their fourth uncle and his family.

The Eastern West Side Room's house was built at the back. It was a bit newer than the one in front, but it was also a bit smaller than the one in front. This courtyard didn't look small anymore, and there were a lot of houses here. But since there were so many people, when Fang Changliu got married, there wouldn't be any more houses to live in, and even if this courtyard was filled to the brim with houses, there wouldn't be any place to build another one.

On the other hand, in the backyard, there were some vegetables and chickens. These chickens were personally taken care of by the Yu's, and were the source of pocket money, so the Yu's would never pretend to not care for them, for fear that others would not take care of them properly.

This family is really poor. This was the conclusion Fang Ruzhu came to after going around in a circle. Although there were many houses, all of them were dilapidated. Other than the main house, which was built with mud bricks and seemed a bit taller, the rest were all mud paste. The lower and lower ones were all mud.

In her own room, for instance, the roofs were full of broken reed mats, some of them hanging long. Previously, she was sick, but now that she thought about it, she was actually a bit scared. Could it be that there were spiders that crawled down from the reeds to bite her? After all, this kind of house was the easiest to hide bugs.

What about blue brick and black tiles? She didn't ask for anything else but to live in a better place. But now, it seemed that she was also hoping for an extravagant thing. However, she came from a pretty good family, and could be considered to have a private room.

In terms of their second room, she lived in one room, Fang Changfu lived in the same room as Yeats, while the rest of the rooms were occupied by Fang Yizheng and the other two brothers.

”Elder sister, what are you thinking about?” Seeing that Fang Ruyi had walked a circle and then stopped moving, Fang Yicheng asked as he pulled on her sleeves.

”I'm not thinking of anything. When will you grow up in Little Four?” Fang Ruxiu didn't want to talk about family matters with a child, so she carelessly coaxed him.