[Seventh Five-Year] Great Song Small Landlord

The people who laughed at them at the beginning can't laugh now. Because of Pang Yu's actions, how many people's lives have been saved. The people in Bianjing are all grateful to Pang Yu, and they just gave him a longevity card up.

In addition, he himself returned to Bianjing and opened a warehouse to distribute grain and porridge to the people affected by the disaster, which made his reputation even better.

In order to support his grandson, Dr. Xue also prepared a batch of medicinal materials, which are specially for wind-cold, and can alleviate some of the effects of wind-cold.

For all this, the old lady of Pang's mansion really regretted it very much. Since her son separated from her, her little dowry was ruined a lot by that white-eyed wolf. It can be said that Pang's mansion is far from the glory it used to be.

Before Pang Yu sent someone to strengthen their house, Mrs. Pang was so angry that she refused to kill them.

As a result, the earthquake really came, and some houses collapsed in their house. Although it was not serious, it still cost a lot of money to repair.

Obviously, some people didn't want money to reinforce them before, but now that it's done, they have to spend their own money, and the old lady is even more frustrated.

Her son would send some family back every month, but if there were too many, there would be absolutely nothing left. The family's expenses could be said to be beyond their means, so I didn't even think about living the good life before.

As a last resort, he also sold some maids and servants to barely maintain a comfortable life.

That's right, Mrs. Pang's goal in life is only two words, comfort, as long as her life is comfortable, she will not care about others at all.

It can be regarded as a standard egoism. In this way, Pang Yu's nominal younger brother will be miserable. His father is not his real father. The original uncle is actually his real father. I don't know what will happen.

Anyway, in Pang's family, he was just a poor little boy who had no father or mother, and who was also disliked by others.

The grandmother who loved him didn't want him anymore, and the servant who flattered him, seeing him was like meeting the plague god. A five- or six-year-old child obviously couldn't accept this reality.

But what can he do, he can only work hard to live.

"Oh, we can't get enough to eat ourselves, you still don't care what he does, you little bastard." The indifference in the ordinary maid's shirt pulled a girl, and stared meanly at Pang Hu who was not far away.

"He's just a child after all." The girl looked at Pang Hu incredulously. After all, the food in her hand hadn't been sent out yet. This was the ration she had saved.

Nowadays, life in this huge Pang Mansion is becoming more and more difficult, and it is already a very lucky thing to be able to eat enough.

Maybe it's not as good as the poor people outside, at least they still have porridge handouts every day, they can only see how Mrs. Pang feels.

"What child, his father was a spy and had his head beheaded." The mean maid grabbed the girl tightly and said, "Don't worry about this matter from now on, our old lady is still willing to raise him, it's considered a bodhisattva heart. "

"Okay..." The girls were still persuaded. It is impossible for people to just look at other people's pity and be infinitely kind. Today's food is already much worse than last week. If this continues, they themselves will... …

Pang Hu knew that in Pang's mansion, there was no one who was willing to give him food, and there would be no more food in the future. He was so hungry...

Out of the instinct to survive, Pang Hu got out of a dog hole from the collapsed corner of Pang Mansion.

Wandering randomly on the road, seeing many people with bowls and hot steamed buns in their hands, Pang Hu couldn't help swallowing, wanting to eat!

Finally, as if he had reached the end, he finally saw a stall where as long as he lined up, someone could get hot steamed buns there.

Seeing other people queuing up, he also lined up honestly. He has been hungry for a whole day, and he hasn't eaten anything since last night.

"Why is there such a small child here to get the food?" Pang Yu rarely came to inspect, and saw that the short Pang Hu had brought nothing to get the food, and said a little strangely.

That is, is that the eldest brother?

Pang Hu naturally recognized Pang Yu, and subconsciously wanted to run away, but was grabbed by Pang Yu.

"Why do you want to run when you see me?" Pang Yu looked at the scrawny child, who was wearing a dirty dress that didn't fit very well, and he couldn't tell the original color of the dress, "It looks a little familiar. .”

"The second child of the Pang family?" Zhao Yunhao said after comparing them with his perfect memory.

"It's Pang Hu, why are you so thin?" Pang Yu just remembered, this is not his cheap brother.

"Hungry..." Pang Hu was so hungry that his eyes were dizzy at the moment, and he didn't care whether this brother would beat him. Anyway, he only knew that the man behind this brother was terrible. He still remembered the first time Seeing the picture of that person, even the high-ranking uncle who occasionally gave him a look at him would bow down.

"Xue Liang, bring a bowl of porridge, don't make it too hot." Pang Yu could tell naturally that Pang Hu was very hungry, and Pang Yu was easy to talk to children.

"Yes." Xue Liang went to prepare without saying a word, and looked at Pang Hu's eyes with some sympathy, as if he saw himself in the ruined temple and his friends.

What would they be like without Pang Yu?

Thinking about it now, I can't think of it at all.

"Come with me and wait." Pang Yu was not too dirty, and left while grabbing Pang Hu's hand. As for Zhao Yunhao raised his eyebrows, he pretended he didn't see it.

"Oh..." Pang Hu obediently followed Pang Yu to the porridge stand and sat on a small bench.

"My lord, here comes the porridge." Xue Liang had already asked someone for a bowl, scooped up a spoonful of the top layer of porridge, it wasn't too hot, just enough to drink.

"Eat." Pang Yu took it and handed it to Pang Hu.

"..." Pang Hu stared blankly at the bowl of porridge without reaching out, looking a little pitiful.

"What? Are you afraid that I will poison you?" Pang Yu blinked and said, if he really thought so, there was nothing he could do.

Pang Hu shook his head, stretched out his hands to hold the porridge bowl, tears fell into the bowl, he hadn't tasted hot porridge for a long time.

Before Pang Yu reminded him again, he had already silently held the bowl and started to drink the porridge. The porridge on Pang Yu's side was cooked very honestly. Move, the most powerful, Pang Yu is rich and self-willed, and the porridge he cooks is white rice.

Many ordinary people can't afford white rice. The porridge he gave to the victims is made of white rice, and the chopsticks can't fall down. It's absolutely honest.

Otherwise, why would the people of Bianjing be so grateful to him? Compared with the earthquake in Shanxi last year, the people of Bianjing were much luckier.

"Yu'er, why did you bring a child back after going out for a trip?" Pang Ji asked strangely when he saw his son leading a child in when he got home from get off work.

"You don't know your own son?" Pang Yu just wanted to roll his eyes, what should he do with such a stupid father.

"My son, isn't it you?" Pang Ji blinked in confusion. How could he not recognize his own son?tease him!

"He." Pang Yu naturally meant Pang Hu he brought back.

"Small, little tiger?" Pang Ji took a closer look, and he really recognized him. He didn't say that Pang Hu was a chubby little man raised by Mrs. Pang back then. "How did this happen?"

It turned out that the fat eyes were almost gone, but now, the eyeballs are so big that it is scary to stare at them...

"I still want to know why, Dad, didn't you pay enough for living expenses?" Pang Yu said angrily.

"How is it possible, am I the kind of person who is mean to children?" Pang Ji does not accept such injustice, simply, he will send part of his salary to Pang's house every month, okay, use it normally, it is completely enough for expenses of.

Of course, Pang Ji's so-called normal expenses, that is, not using the strange bird's nest and other supplements every day, eating it can prolong life or something, eating so every day, no amount of money is enough.

"Then tell me, what happened to Xiaohu?" Although Pang Yu didn't have much relationship with Pang Hu, he couldn't help it. He still has a relatively sound three views. What's wrong with a six-year-old child? You have to treat him like this.

In the future, six years old is not enough to go to elementary school, and he is still a child in kindergarten.

"Xiao Hu, come and tell me what's going on." Pang Ji knelt down and asked immediately. He had to figure out the matter. Among the silver taels that Pang Ji sent over, there was someone who supported Pang Hu. Like a beggar, if you don't know, you still think that Pang Ji is mean.

Pang Ji didn't need to raise her at first, but it wasn't that Pang Yi was cut off. His cousin was also sent back to Qian's house by Mrs. Pang. After thinking about it, I knew that she was originally a concubine and was directly married by his uncle.

Before getting married, Qian gave Pang Ji a pile of money she had saved up, and asked him to take care of Pang Hu.

Can Pang Ji accept this money?Of course it was impossible, but he still admitted to taking care of Pang Hu's affairs.

Pang Hu himself was not a bad boy, he was a fool, according to Qian's calculation, he was also his nephew, and it didn't cost much to raise a child.

It's just that he doesn't go to Pang's house very often, and he has been running around with his wife before, so he really ignored it. He just thought that Mrs. Pang liked Pang Hu so much, so she shouldn't do anything to a child.

Obviously, he thought too well of Mrs. Pang's integrity.

Even her own son can say don't watch it, so don't watch it. How can he still like Pang Hu as much as he used to for this father who cheated on her?

I didn't see the Qian family who had a lot of face before, but they all rushed back to Qian's house.

"Grandmother is sick and has no food..." Pang Hu looked at Pang Ji timidly and said.

"Could it be that some servant deliberately made things difficult for Xiaohu because of his grandmother's illness?" Pang Yu didn't have much contact with Mrs. Pang, so naturally he said it a little lightly.

"You don't know the old lady of the Pang family. If she was sick, she would have sent people to come to me, and maybe I would ask the imperial doctor to show her. She is in excellent health." Pang Ji said directly Rolling his eyes, he said, "I'm afraid it's because of Pang Yi's relationship that I have vented my anger."

He said it as if he wasn't his own mother...

Pang Yu was speechless, his father was also very straightforward.

"Please, don't send me back." Pang Hu said, grabbing Pang Yu's sleeve in fear.

"Why don't you keep him first?" Pang Yu looked at Pang Hu pitifully and couldn't help but asked his father.

"You are the boss of this family, you have the final say." Pang Ji has a fart opinion, his family status in this family is close to that of Wangcai, okay?

"Xue Liang, let someone take Xiaohu to wash and change clothes." Pang Yu happily decided immediately, no matter what, take a bath first!

Although he has no cleanliness fetish, Pang Hu is really too dirty!

"Yes." Xue Liang led Pang Hu away immediately, when he lived in the ruined temple, Pang Hu was not dirty.

"You really want to keep this child?" Pang Ji asked worriedly.

"Your son." Pang Yu raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile.

"Hehe, you kid is so bad, who is Xiaohu's son, you still don't know?"

"My grandmother, your mother-in-law, it's good enough. I really made up my mind. I was so daring to Xiaohu's baby before. In a blink of an eye, this child has become like this." Pang Yu still remembered that Mrs. Pang was protecting Pang at the beginning. The momentum of the tiger is not ordinary.

"The old lady Pang is simple-minded, and it's easy to lead people astray." Pang Ji had a headache. His old mother really was not enough to be fooled once.

"You really know her." Pang Yu had to say with emotion.

"Of course, the mother-child relationship of more than 30 years has cheated me for more than [-] years." Pang Ji said heartbrokenly, with such a mother, what can he say?

Reincarnation is a technical job, obviously his skills are not very good...

It can be deeply felt that the helplessness from Pang Ji, just because of that deceit, a lie, which his mother believed deeply, caused most of Pang Ji's misfortune in the first half of his body.

If there were no old lady's obedience, maybe Pang Yu would not have died, and there would be no Pang Yu now, but the number one dude in Kaifeng, the uncle Pang Yu who was beheaded by the leader.

History is like this, there can be no incitement of a butterfly's wings, otherwise the result will inevitably move in a completely different direction.

Without Pang Yu who traveled through time, and without Xu Wang Zhao Yunhao who survived catastrophe, the progress of this Seventh Five-Year Plan will probably still be the same as the original one.

It's just that it's different now. Not only has Pang Yu changed his own destiny, but he also messed up Zhao Yunhao's fate, and maybe even messed up Da Song's fate.

The cleaned Pang Hu looked like a human being at least. He didn't know how long he had been abused before, but he changed into a brand new cotton coat. Even though he lost a lot of weight, he seemed to be in good spirits.

"Master, son." Pang Hu changed into new clothes and came to Pang Yu, imitating Xue Liang's address and shouted.

"What do you call me son, big brother?" Pang Yu's mouth twitched, thinking that he was brought back as a servant?

"Brother..." Pang Hu changed his words obediently.

"Hey, you can live at home with peace of mind." Pang Yu said, stroking his head.

"But..." Pang Hu knew very well that he was not his father's child. He had heard a lot from the scary people in Pang's mansion, and he knew that he was the child of his uncle and mother, not Pang Ji's child at all.

"No but." Pang Yu directly interrupted Pang Hu's words. Since Mrs. Pang is unwilling to raise him, then he will take over.

Anyway, his father and the Qian family also said to take care of Pang Hu. At present, there is no better way than to let Pang Hu stay, or send him to Shantang.

The grievances between us and Pang Yi have already ended with the moment his head fell to the ground. If people die like a lamp going out, it will be meaningless to continue to entangle.

Anyway, I have called Pang Ji's father for several years, and the fate of father and son is still there.

If possible, Pang Yu hoped that his parents would have another child.