What Zhang said was true, and it didn't seem to be an affectation. Lin Qianqian felt her heart warm. It had been a long time since she had experienced the warmth and coldness of human feelings. Now that Zhang was so sincere to her, she couldn't help but be touched.

"Sister Zhang, I can't have this rice. You and Uncle Li Mu, alas... have messed up the seniority."

Lin Qianqian suddenly felt that the hierarchy of generations was in chaos.

"It's okay, you can just call me Brother Limu." Regardless of Limu's middle age, in fact, he is under thirty years old, and Zhang's family is older than him.

"Sister, you don't need to say any more, just take this rice, it's not valuable..." After that, without saying much, he just winked at Li Mutou.

Li Mutou's reaction was not very slow. Without saying a word, he picked up the rice bag and said, "Sister, I will help you carry it."

Lin Qianqian knew the couple's affection and couldn't refuse at the moment, saying: "Then I would like to thank Brother Li Mu and Sister Zhang."

"Sigh... where are all the kind words? Master, please bring the rice in quickly."

"Okay." Li Mumu carried the rice bag easily.

"Mom, who is that beautiful sister?" A tough-headed child came out and hid behind Mrs. Zhang, looking at Lin Qianqian.

"Sister, this is our baby." Mrs. Zhang patted the child's head and said, "Huzi, this is Aunt Lin, who just came to our village."

"Hello Aunt Lin." Huzi shouted, very politely.

"She's so cute." Lin Qianqian looked at the seven or eight-year-old child with a sweet smile.

At the same time, she was also a little depressed. This person, who was only seventeen years old, was actually called aunt. Fortunately, she was almost thirty in her heart, so being called aunt was nothing.

Li Mumu, who carried a bag of rice, walked very slowly, with Hu Zi following behind.

"Dad, where can I go with this rice?"

"Where is your Aunt Lin's house..."

Huzi tilted his head and said, "But our family doesn't have much rice. We eat corn every day, and I'm tired of it."

"Damn it, Huzi, shut up, aren't you satisfied with having corn to eat?"

Lin Qianqian, who was walking behind the Li family and his son, felt warm in her heart. This was a kind and honest family. Sister Zhang's own home didn't have much rice.

Come to think of it, a rural family usually only eats whole grains such as corn and white rice, but they gave her a bag without hesitation, which is enough to show that this family has a pure heart.

"Huzi, come here." Lin Qianqian waved to Huzi.

"Huzi, Aunt Lin gives you a candy." Lin Qianqian, who didn't know where she got a candy from, put the candy in Huzi's palm.

"Thank you Aunt Lin, Aunt Lin is so kind."

Lin Qianqian smiled and put a tael of silver in Huzi's pocket. "Huzi, when you go back, can you give the money to your mother? Just say it was from Aunt Lin."

Huzi didn't think much about it. He only wanted candy. He nodded and said, "Okay, Aunt Lin gave it to me."

The three of them arrived home not long after leaving.

"Brother Li Mu, come in, sit down, and have a drink of water."

Li Mu quickly stopped and said, "Sister, no, I still have work to do."

After that, he took Huzi and said, "Huzi, I went back with my father. I'll come to Aunt Lin's place to play again later."

"Walk slowly."

Lin Qianqian watched the father and son leave and sighed in her heart: She must repay this family well in the future.
Chapter completed!