"Do you hate those young masters?"

"Don't dare to hate!"

"It's not that I don't want to, but I don't dare?" Chu Yang sighed in his heart, "If you have the chance, are you willing to take revenge?"

“Are there any chance?”

The little cuckold's eyes flashed in an instant, as bright as stars, and it dimmed: "Grandpa said that they are young masters, officials, and heaven, and we can only accept our fate."

"You have to fight for your own life, of course, you also need to have the opportunity to fight for it!"

Chu Yang said something, but Xiao Chong'er didn't understand.

"This is a world where people cannibalize people!"

"It seems peaceful, but some people are more hateful than monsters and more hateful than witch clans!"

Just thinking that the old fisherman had already prepared the meal.

What he brought were three thick wooden bowls and placed on the only broken stone table in the yard. He washed the chopsticks and wiped them, but said embarrassedly: "After the Chinese New Year, the food stored at home can only drink some porridge at most. Brother Chu, in the future, he can only eat wild vegetable soup and cook some small fish. Don't mind!"

He saw that Chu Yang's origin was absolutely extraordinary, but his family was so poor that there was nothing he could do.

"Is it so bitter?"

Chu Yang looked at the sparse wild vegetable soup and sat down.

In his bowl, there were three small fish and two small insects in the bowl. The old fisherman also had only wild vegetables and a few sparse leaves.

"It's spring now, it's better. I can dig wild vegetables to eat, otherwise...!" As he said that, the old fisherman shook his head and sighed, "If there is a late spring cold, I may not have survived it!"

Chu Yang nodded silently.

He picked up the bowl, watched the clear soup and took a sip.

The bitter taste makes the whole heart bitter, but there is also a warm current in it.

For some reason, his eternal state of mind rippled in this bowl of wild vegetable soup.

"A month of care and this bowl of fish soup, I will make Xiao Chong'er prosperous and prosperous!"

Chu Yang whispered.

Using the word "glory and wealth" should be able to understand it well.

The old fisherman was excited, but shook his head again: "I just want to make Xiao Chong'er safe all his life, that's enough!"

He looked at his granddaughter lovingly at his big mouthful of meals.

The little insects eat very deliciously, as if they are delicacies from mountains and seas.

"As long as you grow up safely, it's really enough!"

The old palm gently stroked the granddaughter's hair, and his eyes were full of pampering.
Chapter completed!