[1]Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

Ch 45: Getting Better

After washing the herbs, Madam Zhao’s porridge was ready. Old Wu said to Su Chong and Su Hua, “Alright, you weren’t full just now, right? Coincidentally, your mother has also finished cooking the porridge. Go and have another bowl.”

With that, Old Wu carried the basket of herbs into the main room.

Su Chong and Su Hua thought about it and went to the kitchen.

They told Madam Zhao what Old Wu had told them.

Madam Zhao smiled gently and said, “Since Grandpa Wu says so, go have some more. You guys take your time to eat. Mother will take care of your father.”

Su Chong and Su Hua nodded.

Su Sanmei also had a small bowl.

Madam Zhao brought the porridge to Su Sanlang.

Su Sanmei watched her brothers eat their meat porridge contentedly. She looked at her bowl and brought it out.

When Su Sanmei arrived outside the main house, she knocked lightly on the door and asked softly, “Grandpa Wu, I brought you a bowl of porridge. Have some.”

Su Sanmei stood nervously outside the door. The changes in her family had forced her to be more sensible. She knew that everything was different now. She no longer had a home.

Old Wu lived alone in the village and had no children. If only they could stay here.

It was getting colder. Being homeless and having nowhere to hide from the cold meant death for their family. She didn’t want to die yet.

Su Sanmei stood outside the door but did not dare to knock again.

After a long while, Old Wu got up and opened the door. When the door opened, he looked at the obedient girl outside the door. Old Wu said calmly, “You eat. I’m old. If I eat too much at night, I won’t be able to digest it.”

“Go back.”

Old Wu could not bear to flare up at such a child. He did not need to look at Su Sanmei to understand what she was thinking. After all, this was what any normal person would think in this situation. If they could live, who would want to die?

However, letting this family stay meant that it would be troublesome in the future.

There were many sad things in the world. He couldn’t possibly interfere with everything he saw. If he did, his days would be numbered. The more people there were, the troubles there would be.

Old Wu would not let himself become approachable.

Su Sanmei only nodded obediently and smiled sweetly at Old Wu. “Okay, thank you, Grandpa Wu.”

With that, Su Sanmei carried the bowl back to the kitchen.

Seeing that Su Sanmei was so obedient, Old Wu closed the door and returned to the inner room. He smiled, sighed and muttered to himself, “Smart and likable. But I have a heart of stone. No matter what, they would still have to leave.”

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Even though Old Wu was not friendly, Su Sanlang’s family still expressed their gratitude with their actions.

Su Sanlang rested in bed, and Su Xiaolu was placed beside him. Madam Zhao led the three children to clean up Old Wu’s house.

Su Chong, Su Hua, and Su Sanmei went to feed the chickens and ducks. They pulled grass and caught insects all day long.

Knowing that Old Wu would wake up early every day to go out, Madam Zhao woke up early to steam buns.

Even though Old Wu was not short of rice and grains, Su Sanlang’s family did not gorge themselves.