Chapter 734(1/2)
My brother once taught Xiaoshuang.
Don't cause trouble, and never be afraid of trouble.
Wen Silian took out all her savings and saved her brother. Xiaoshuang felt that she should protect her! She would give her money and it was normal to collect rent, but she didn't charge her like this! Xiaoshuang's small body stood in front of the dilapidated door.
Wen Silian saw through the gap in the window and saw Xiaoshuang's weak but firm back. At this moment, she felt an unprecedented sense of security.
Aunt Klema's face was distorted.
She never expected that such a powerful monster boy would suddenly appear.
"Tomorrow morning, you must pay the rent! If you can't get the money tomorrow morning, I will tell Mr. Bartonf to get out of the farm in the morning, and I will tell Mr. Bartonf to get out of the farm!"
Klema did not look at Xiaoshuang anymore, but yelled angrily at the window.
Then, she glared at Xiaoshuang fiercely, then turned around and left.
"It's all monsters, sooner or later, you'll be cleared out."
When she left, she was still yelling.
Xiaoshuang patted her chest and breathed a light sigh.
He was actually very scared just now.
That aunt looked like a dinosaur, and was as big as a pig. Xiaoshuang thought she could not beat her.
I'm quite awesome.
Xiaoshuang thought happily and returned to the house.
In the room, Wen Silian sat on a broken chair, lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking, and she was in a very depressed mood.
In fact, she is from Moxico City and is considered a girl from a big city.
It was just there, no one accepted her.
She was regarded as a monster and was called a white-skinned ghost... Her parents left her, and the children in the orphanage were isolated.
The big city she fled.
Until I arrived at the town of St. Lucart.
Mr. Bartonf gave her a job so that she could survive barely.
If she didn't have this job, she would really have to die.
"Miss..." Zhu Xiaoshuang walked to Wen Silian and shook her arm, feeling full of guilt.
She could not have helped her brother.
But because of her kind heart, she still lends a helping hand.
Wen Silian squeezed out a smile.
She looks really good when she smiles.
In her little eyes, she was like an angel, pure and flawless, and could not allow any dirty defilement in this world.
But often, dirty things cannot be accepted, and white souls.
This is the world.
Wen Silian hesitated for a moment, and she reached out and touched Xiaoshuang's head.
She hurriedly took it back.
But when she saw that Xiaoshuang was not angry or disgusted, she happily held her hand.
She was slightly stunned.
He was bold again and tremblingly touched Xiaoshuang's cheek.
It turns out that there are people in this world who do not dislike her, and there are people who do not regard her as an alien... Wen Silian and Xiaoshuang also smiled foolishly.
There is no job that San Lucart can earn 500 pesos a day.
In this poor and simple town, 500 pesos is not a small amount, and the two children cannot earn back the money.
In the afternoon, Wen Silian had already packed her things.
Xiaoshuang, who was sitting aside, watched Sister Wen Silian pack her luggage. He felt very guilty and sad when he was young.
If it were brother, what would he do now?
Xiaoshuang frowned. He pondered, but couldn't think of a solution.
His power is still too small.
At this moment, Xiaoshuang really wanted to become stronger.
Just like my brother, with a wave of his hand, he can shake a city and become a giant.
Weak and insignificant people are really not qualified to say such things as protecting those who care about them.
It sounds ridiculous.
It is a foregone conclusion that Wen Silian leaves here.
But she was kind and still wanted to stand at the last shift of Patton Farm.
At night, Wen Silian went out.
Xiaoshuang's inner self-blame has not diminished, so he went out with Sister Wen Silian, hoping to help her share what she has to do.
Patton Farm is not far from the town of St. Lucart.
It's on the coast of the past.
However, it is on a high cliff.
One faces the sea and the other faces the land.
The farm has three greenhouses to absorb the sun.
Moxico has no scorching heat in summer, no cold winter in winter, and has mild seasons, which has created its status as a major agricultural power.
The agricultural industry is extremely efficient when harvesting twice in all seasons.
The three greenhouses are all grown corn.
Corn is very talkative in this country.
As early as nine thousand years ago, the ancient Indians of Moses cultivated corn, so Moses also has another title.
The hometown of corn.
Corn is the representative of the country's agriculture and has a deep cultural heritage.
"Wow! So much corn!"
Xiaoshuang's saliva was flowing out of her greedy saliva.
He hadn't eaten well for two days. On this day, he followed his sister Wen Silian to drink porridge, and he couldn't eat enough.
It’s not that the porridge is not delicious.
But what is Xiaoshuang's appetite now?
Every day I eat the food my brother cooks, and I often have snacks in my hands. Once the quality of life is reduced, I can't accept it.
The corn smelled...it smelled so fragrant...Win Silian was carefully cutting the weeds that emerged around and fertilizing the cornfield.
She worked meticulously and looked at the three huge corn farms one by one.
Xiaoshuang...he couldn't help it...he secretly glanced at Sister Wen Silian.
Still working hard.
So he broke off a few corn cobs... and sneaked into the distance, collected the hay around him, tore the corn skins, and stringed a few corn from the middle.
Light the fire.
Baked.
Wen Silian checked for a while.
She suddenly stared at a corn pole and looked weird.
Isn't it right?
Why didn't this corn rod even have corn? It suddenly became bare.
This is too strange! What does it taste like?
The taste of roasted corn.
Well, it smells so good! My God! Wen Silian subconsciously reacted and saw that smoke was rising from a distance.
She was so scared that she ran over quickly. Before she could run closer, she heard a crunch, as if the mouse was stealing food.
Take a look again.
Zhu Xiaoshuang held a stick with corn on it, eating happily, and gnawing all over his mouth.
To be continued...