My villain cub is the protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

Xianyu handed the candy he bought from the market to the little girl whose tears hadn't dried yet, and squatted down to help her wipe away the tears.

"Uncle, I don't want candy, I want to treat grandpa."

What Xiaoya said made the eldest daughter-in-law unable to hold back her tears. She stretched out her hand and hugged her daughter in her arms, and said in a crying voice: "If you don't sell Xiaoya, mother can borrow it from her mother's house."

When the old man lying on the bed heard this, his eyes were a little dark. At such a moment, he even felt that he might as well die.

Xianyu walked into the house and shook the snow off his shoulders.

The laughter of the second child's family next door happened to reach their ears. It seemed that the second daughter-in-law ripped cloth to make new clothes for their family, and the old lady couldn't hold back her tears.

"Mom, why are you crying?"

As Xianyu said, he handed the banknotes he earned from selling paintings to the old lady.

"I've been asking you for money to buy paints for a while ago, and I painted a picture. I sold it to the county magistrate, and I was lucky enough to make 200 taels."

The old lady paused to wipe away her tears, but when she saw the two pieces of paper handed to her, she didn't recover for a while.

She has lived to her present age, and has never seen this kind of banknote. When she took it with trembling hands, she subconsciously turned her head and glanced at the eldest son at home.

"Mother, Dad is saved."

Xianyu walked to the side, and handed the few books he bought along the way to Mingming who had been watching by the side.

"Father, the money is left for grandpa to treat his illness. I can read books from my husband, and I can also borrow them from my classmates."

When the old man lying on the bed heard this, he waved to him. When Mingming ran over, he rubbed his head very gently.

That is to say, it is only at this time that we can properly distinguish who is the real relative.

The old man himself doesn't want to be a burden to his children and grandchildren, but he is willing to give up, and he doesn't want to punish him without hesitation, which is completely different.

It was the second child's family who kept arguing that the old couple was partial to each other all day. In fact, the old man thought that he had done the best within his ability in many things.

But after encountering this kind of thing, they don't even have to think about it, just want to let themselves be paralyzed in bed for the rest of their lives.

On the contrary, it was the two ignorant children who said that they had to be treated by themselves even if they were sold.

In order to prevent the child from being abducted, the old man mentioned to them how hard the life of the child who was sold was before.

The little girl also walked up to Grandpa timidly, and leaned her head to let Grandpa rub it.

Normally, the old lady would definitely hide the money, but this time she was so angry that she stared at the two bank notes in front of her.

Just thinking about it, thinking about it, face is still not as important as money, sighed, and planned to put it away to save money. After all, her youngest son is also working hard at painting, and it is lucky to heal the old man's leg.

"Mom, am I coming in?"

Before the old lady could put away the bank notes, she heard a knock on the door.

After Xianyu walked in, he saw the wet tears in the corners of the old lady's eyes, pretended not to see them, and said with a smile: "Mother, it just so happens that Chinese New Year is almost here, why don't we all go shopping in the county? It’s a lively Chinese New Year. Look at you, it’s been so many years since I’ve made a suit of clothes for myself.”

The old lady only made a new suit of clothes for Mingming before, and occasionally she only thought about other people in the family when she met a particularly good one, but she never thought about adding a suit to herself.

At this time, she remembered it after being reminded by her youngest son. She smiled at her youngest son and replied, "What's the matter? Now your father's body doesn't know how much money it will cost, even if you sell it by chance. In the future, there will be plenty of money to be used to study the imperial examinations."

"What do I want to wear in new clothes? It's not that I can't wear this clothes."

Mingming was lying at the door, poking out a small head to peek, when he heard this, he hurried to his father's side, raised his head and said to grandma: "Grandma, go buy new clothes, I won't make new clothes next year .”

He is still young, so he doesn't quite understand that for adults, new clothes mean money. He only thinks that he will be very happy when wearing new clothes, and he really wants his grandma to be as happy as himself.

"Make one body for grandma, that's enough to make many bodies for you."

The old lady was so happy being coaxed by Mingming, she knelt down and patted him on the shoulder.

"Then, then I won't make new clothes for many, many years."

"Mother, it's a big deal that I will paint a few more paintings next year. Anyway, it doesn't take much effort. You used to think that others would say that now that I have the skill of painting, my elder brothers and sisters-in-law will not say anything about me. I can finally It’s fair and honest to be lazy.”

When the old lady heard this, she hurriedly gave him a hard look.

That's exactly what she told her youngest son at the beginning, telling him not to let others have opinions on this matter, so he must be careful.

But now it's fine for them to talk about it in private, if others hear it, they will inevitably have opinions on Xianyu.

"Mother, what are you staring at me for? Look at how proud Second Brother and his family are, and you feel angry when you look at me. Now that you have money on hand, don't you know how to show off and make them mad! "

Xianyu embraced the old lady's arm, vividly showing the original owner's childishness that was still ignorant even after adulthood.

The old lady had always doted on her youngest son and was reluctant to reject him. In addition, she was really uncomfortable in her heart, and her heart had already begun to waver.

"When spring starts next year, just wait and see, I will draw a better picture then."

At this time, Mingming also began to stretch out his small hand to hold the corner of grandma's clothes firmly, shaking it, and said in a childish voice: "Grandma buys, grandma buys."

"Buy, buy, buy, buy, buy, you almost make my head dizzy."

Xianyu was afraid that the old lady would be reluctant to spend the money, so he planned to go with her. Mingming had rarely been to the market, and the old lady wanted to take him with him.

At first, the old lady thought that there would be someone to accompany her, but she was taken aback when she saw Xianyu's shopping posture.

"It's fine if you buy it for yourself, why buy so much for others? Your father and I don't need so much clothing material. I feel distressed if it gets dirty when we go to work in the field."

"It's fine if you buy it for your elder brother's children, what can they buy for the two of them."

The old lady knew the character of her eldest son's family too well, and if she gave things to their children, they would be happier than when they gave them to themselves.

"Mother, what you said is wrong. It's not only children who celebrate the New Year."

The old lady didn't want to just flirt with her son on the street, and after thinking about it, the money on hand was indeed enough, so it was rare for her to be generous.

In addition to the new clothes, I also bought a lot of expensive pastries, thinking that when the old man is hungry, eating can fill his stomach, and Mingming can eat some when he is tired from reading. She is secretly stuffing some for her little son. .

The old lady also bought a lot of things to eat during the Chinese New Year.

In the end, I went to the pharmacy again and found the doctor I had seen last time.

The doctor also knew that most of the peasants like them had a difficult life, and it would be good if they could be cured, so when prescribing medicines, they tried to choose cheap medicinal materials, for fear that their families could not afford them.

I didn't expect to see the old lady who was familiar with me last time coming over today, with a deep smile in her eyes, and I knew at a glance if something good happened.

"Hey, why are you here? Is the situation recovering well?"

"Doctor, last time you said that using those medicinal materials could make my father recover faster, so help me catch them today."

The old lady was stunned when she heard her youngest son's words. She did come to get the old man the medicine, but she never thought that the 50 taels of medicine that the doctor said would also be brought back.

To put it a little bluntly, it would be good if it could be cured. The life of a family like theirs is not so precious at all.

"Mother, I can't let Dad still be limping at such an old age. Even if the money is spent a little more, it will be fine if Dad can recover."

The money was earned by Xianyu himself. Although the old lady thought the medicinal materials were expensive, she was very grateful for his dedication, and finally brought the medicinal materials back.

Because they bought too many things, they even called a bullock cart when they went back. When they arrived at the entrance of the village, many people looked over curiously.

When faced with those people's questioning, the old lady changed her previous frustration and looked up with pride and smiles in her eyes.

"Hey, it's not the third child in my family. He didn't know what he came up with every day. He sold it to the county magistrate and made a fortune."

"I said it's fine to spend the New Year at home casually, but he doesn't want to, insisting that we should have a good time after working hard all year."

"And his father, that medicinal herb is only 50 taels, and the third child is willing to buy it."

After saying these words, the old lady only felt refreshed when she got home.

Mingming sat on the bullock cart, dangling his feet boredly, occasionally turned his head to see grandma's happy face, and quietly stuffed candied haws into his father's mouth.

Xianyu knew that this child usually likes to share some food with him, so today was not a surprise, he subconsciously bit a hawthorn.

After biting it off, Mingming began to look forward to his father's reaction.

Mingming's little hands were red from the cold, and Xianyu had been covering his hands for him all the time. Now when he put his hand in his palm to warm it, he didn't think much about it, and just bit it down.

The outer layer of sugar is not thick, and after chewing, there is only a sour thought, so sour that leisurely facial features are a little deformed.

The moment Ming Ming was frightened, he stuffed the candied haws into his father's palm, turned his head and burrowed into grandma's arms.

Forget it, he still doesn't eat this candied haws, it's so scary.