My Youth Began With Him

"What kind of ghost is corn paste?"

In fact, you can't blame him. He really never heard of this kind of thing.

Or Huo Mian knows a lot, she rushed over and said friendlyly, "You can, trouble you, sister."

The little girl looked at a few people and then went to the kitchen to prepare.

Said to be the kitchen, in fact, very simple, just a place connected to the house, cold.

The whole room is a feeling of darkness, and some of it is overwhelming.

In the impression, Su Yu only watched it on TV shows, and it was the kind of program about mountain education.

It is hard to imagine that society will develop like this, and some people will really be so poor.

On the slab bed in the house, in addition to the piles of things, there is a grandmother, it looks very old.

Her legs were covered with quilts and seemed to be frozen and shivering.

"This family is really poor." Huo Siqian commented.

"You are a little sound." Huo Mian did not have the heart.

"I am telling the truth... Su Yu, you usually go to the night to spend the night, enough to feed the village for a few years." Huo Siqian's words are ironic.

"Huo always do not worry, you usually sleep a female model, give people the jewelry, are enough to feed these people for half a lifetime." Su Yu not to be outdone.

"Well, don't bother you, do you have a phone call?"

Huo Mian thought of a very important thing.

"I definitely don't have it." Su Yu spread his hand and looked helpless.

"I don't even have it. Layla can't make me have my own communication equipment. If I didn't deliberately hold Jack for so long, I guess I'm already dead."

"Is there in the village? I have to call my husband and tell him that I am safe."

"Do you think this village, this bird will not lay eggs where the rabbits will not pull it?" Huo Siqian sneered.

"What to do... I am worried about him."

"Sister Xiaomian, I am still worried about myself. I think that the person Lila has been looking for should be you..."

Although Huo Siqian did not know what Laila’s ultimate goal was.

However, he relied on Laila's face exactly the same as Huo Mian, and he knew that this was definitely related to Huo Mian.

The three people chatted here, and the little girl was on the other side but made a corn paste.

The old lady doesn't seem to like to touch strangers, hiding in the house and not coming out, her eyes don't seem too good.

The three men chatted in the Westinghouse of the house, and the little girl took a hard time holding up a wooden table.

Su Yu was busy getting up and helping the little girl to carry it together.

"Little sister, what is your name?"

"Xiao Ling." The girl's voice is very nice.

"And Lingling has a name." Hearing and Zhu Lingling's name is very similar, Huo Mian smiled.

The girl came to three small bowls, some of which were thin cornmeal.

Corn paste is actually similar to corn porridge, but it has a taste because of the addition of chopped green onion and salt.

Therefore, it belongs to the integration of food, this is a remote and backward rural area, and it is already an attempt to lose.

Seriously, it is not delicious, but the family seems to be poor and unable to do so.

"Little sister, this is for you, thank you for giving us food."

Su Yu also did not say anything, directly picking up Patek Philippe on his wrist.

Be aware that he bought more than a million because it is a limited edition.

Now even if you are going to a big city, just find a pawnshop, or a place where clocks are recycled.

At least 200,000, 200,000 can buy a large-scale building in the town here.

"No, my uncle took it back, Xiaoling didn't."

The little girl was afraid to hide behind.