Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year

Chapter 26: Tonight I Feel Wronged and Hide in My Humble Room, Tomorrow I Will Go to the Dragon Terrace

Two or three days passed.

Shen Ningning returned to the village to check the repairs of the village houses.

As soon as she entered the village, she heard a call from behind: "Miss Shen, please stay!"

She turned around and saw a guard riding a horse with two servants.

The little guy recognized him. He was the man brought by the county magistrate's grandfather.

"Guard brother." Shen Ningning blinked her big eyes and stood there to greet him obediently.

The guard smiled and got off the horse, and took a heavy package from the servant.

"Miss Shen, our county magistrate knows that you will go to private school in a few days, so he specially prepared some paper, pens and books for you."

As he said, he opened the package in front of her.

The best brushes and inkstones, as well as two enlightenment books.

And a bag of silver and a fifty-liang silver note.

At the bottom, there are two small skirts that can be changed.

Shen Ningning's heart was warmed: "Thank the county magistrate for me!"

Grandpa Fu is so kind, he has considered so much for her.

Fearing that she could not afford to buy a brush, he specially sent someone to deliver it to her in advance.

The guard smiled warmly and said: "Miss Shen, you are too polite. Our master said that you are his savior and no amount of care is too much."

"Since the things have been delivered, I will go back to report first, Miss Shen, goodbye."

After saying that, he jumped on the horse, Shen Ningning waved, and he rode away.

The black wolf king came forward and took the package consciously.

Shen Ningning rubbed its ears with her little hands: "Wolf, I can't wait to go home and read!"

But she still had to send food to the uncles and aunts who were repairing the village house.

She walked towards the village house with her little feet.

However, she heard crying in her yard.

"Liu Zhun! You bastard, I've been married to you for so many years, when have I ever enjoyed happiness?"

"The harvest has been bad these years, and I and my children have been starving with you! We have no complaints."

"Now we finally got a few bags of rice and flour, but you actually gave them to others. The children are crying with hunger, how can you be so cruel!"

It was the voice of Uncle Liu's wife, Aunt Liu.

Shen Ningning pushed open the door: "What's wrong?"

The villagers who had originally surrounded the Liu couple to persuade them, immediately surrounded them when they saw the little guy.

They talked a lot.

Shen Ningning only understood the general idea.

The food she gave to the Liu family was taken by Uncle Liu and distributed to a crazy scholar in the village.

Aunt Liu rushed directly to the little guy and cried, "Ningning, we can't do this job anymore, we won't do it anymore."

The village house has been repaired for more than half and will be built soon.

Why don't you do it?

Shen Ningning said in a clear voice: "Aunt Liu, don't worry, let's discuss it properly."

Sister-in-law Liu wiped her tears: "What's the point of working so hard under the scorching sun? He gave all our things to others."

"He doesn't care that his own children can't eat, but he is generous to that crazy scholar who is not related to him!"

Uncle Liu, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke.

His voice was very dull: "He is poor and will die if he doesn't eat."

"What does it have to do with us!" Sister-in-law Liu cried and cursed: "Your own son is starving to death!"

Shen Ningning immediately asked the wolves to put down the bag they had brought.

"My grandmother made fresh meat buns today, so, Aunt Liu, your child is very hungry, you can take ten back this time to fill your stomach first."

Sister-in-law Liu stopped crying when she heard this.

She took ten buns, two bowls of millet porridge back, and took three fruits away by the way.

Uncle Liu immediately said, "You two can't eat so much, don't waste it!"

Sister-in-law Liu said unhappily, "Save it and eat it tomorrow!"

After that, she thanked Shen Ningning and walked away quickly.

Uncle Liu felt sorry and said sorry to Shen Ningning as soon as he came up.

The little guy had a round face and a lovely smile.

"Uncle Liu, don't be polite to me. You worked hard to help me repair the house from morning to night without any complaints. I should thank you."

It happened that it was time to eat, and Shen Ningning waved her little hand and asked everyone to go eat.

Her grandmother's cooking skills are good, and the fresh meat buns have thin skin and thick meat filling!

When you bite it, it's sizzling!

Taking advantage of the break, Shen Ningning asked Uncle Liu about the reason.

The crazy scholar suddenly appeared in Xiangyun Village six years ago.

Everyone said he was a madman who only knew how to study.

Once I saw him fall into the river, half of his body was submerged in water, but he was still holding a book and reading.

He had no relatives or friends, and he didn't usually interact with people in the village.

When he was hungry, he would go up the mountain to pick some grass roots to eat.

Uncle Liu was a kind-hearted person, and the two families lived close to each other, so he took care of him several times.

"Last time I saw him fainted from hunger, so I gave him rice and flour, but I didn't expect your aunt to find out and quarrel with me because of this." Uncle Liu sighed.

After Shen Ningning understood clearly, she blinked her long and thick eyelashes.

She smiled and said, "Then I'll go and see, I can solve the problem of having too many mouths to feed. Uncle Liu, tell Aunt Liu that there's no need to be angry about this."

Uncle Liu rubbed his hands and felt guilty: "Sorry Ningning, I've caused you trouble."

Because Uncle Liu was exposed to the sun every day to repair the house for her, his skin was sunburned.

Shen Ningning decided to solve this conflict for him and his wife.

She took the Black Wolf King and went directly to the Crazy Scholar's house.

When she pushed the door open, the yard was full of dust.

The Black Wolf King choked and sneezed.

Shen Ningning walked outside the house and knocked on the door. Who would have thought that the door was not locked at all!

It opened with a push.

Looking into the house, all she could see were books.

Compared to the dust on the ground in the yard, all the books of the crazy scholar were polished by him.

Shen Ningning poked her head in to check.

She saw a skinny young man, about 25 years old, with his back to her, writing furiously at the table.

As he wrote, he muttered anxiously: "I can't write anymore, I can't write anymore!"

Shen Ningning asked several times: "Can I come in?"

He didn't hear it.

The little guy lifted her skirt, kicked her feet, and jumped in silently.

Avoiding the books randomly placed on the ground.

She looked around the whole room, which was simply a sea of ​​books.

Compared with the study room in the ancient house in the mountains, it was comparable, with the same number of books.

Shen Ningning looked down.

Uncle Liu gave the crazy scholar a small bag of flour, but he actually used it to pad the table legs, just to practice calligraphy!

What a crazy scholar...

Shen Ningning stood on tiptoe and watched him scribbling on the paper.

The brush in his hand had already exploded, and it couldn't write at all.

The little girl thought about it, opened the package directly, and handed over the brush that the county magistrate grandfather gave her.

"Your brush is broken, of course you can't write, use mine."

The crazy scholar was overjoyed when he saw the new brush, and took it directly.

He opened the tip of the brush, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote wildly.

"Tonight I hide in my humble room with grievances, and tomorrow I will go to the Dragon Platform!" The crazy scholar left such a string of poems in a fluent manner.

Shen Ningning didn't understand the meaning, but felt that it was very imposing, and couldn't help but applaud him.

"Awesome! Excellent work!"

The crazy scholar came back to his senses from his crazy state.

He turned his head and looked at the little kid beside him.

"Is this brush yours?"

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