"Hey, nothing."

The middle-aged man waved his hand casually at him.

"Who hasn't been in trouble yet, isn't it because you help me and I help you?"

"Yeah yeah."

An Quexu responded, not daring to meet the fat girl's eager gaze, he only felt his scalp go numb.

Suddenly I regretted taking this carriage, what should I do? Obviously he gave the silver, one tael of silver, why did it seem like he took advantage of something?

And that dead fat pig, what are you looking at, what is there to see?

Besides, he wouldn't like such a pig either.

He murmured in his heart, but he didn't realize that not only the fat girl, but also middle-aged men and middle-aged women looked at him with a hint of earnestness.

After a while, An Que felt relaxed and drowsy, and then, he felt nothing.

…

An Que's home.

The grandson didn't come back, and Mrs. An didn't even let the family eat.

All the people at the table were waiting for An Que to be alone. The children all looked timidly at the old lady An who was seated first. They all dared not speak, and even gasped very lightly.

The faces of the adults are not very good. They have been busy outside for a day, and when they get home, they have to wait for a junior to come to the table before they can have a bite of food. Isn't this a crime?

"Mother, why don't you leave some food for Que'er."

The eldest in the family, An Que's father, suggested in a low voice.

He searched all over the village, but he didn't see his son. What can he do? He doesn't know where he went. Maybe he went to the town or the county to meet his classmates?

It's not like this has happened before, and I haven't seen everyone have to wait for their son to come back before eating.

"Yes, mother, why don't I go get a bowl and put some vegetables for Que'er to save." Seeing her husband talking, the eldest daughter-in-law quickly responded, she was also hungry.

Although the son was her own, she couldn't stand her hunger. She couldn't be made to starve for his son, right?

The two couples are An Que's parents, so it's okay to say a few words, but the others dare not say a word, for fear of being scolded by their mother.

They couldn't be more aware of their old mother's temperament, and they could **** their blood dry for the sake of An Que's grandson.

No, just as the boss finished speaking, Mrs. An gave him a hard look.

"Que'er is your son, he is still hungry, you don't worry at all? Don't you care? Don't you feel panicked?"

The old lady clacked her skinny hands on the table.

Her grandchildren don't know where they are starving. How can they only think about their own stomachs?

"I asked you to find no one, where did Que'er go?" she asked.

"Maybe I went to find a classmate? I asked people, and they said that Que'er went out of the village to the direction of the town." An Que's father said.

So, let them eat, maybe Que'er can eat somewhere good, they are the only ones waiting here hungry, and he is about to faint from hunger.

If he had known earlier, he would have eaten a little in the kitchen.

However, the things in the kitchen are not done by his wife. It is impossible for him to eat something first.

"impossible!"

Mrs. An didn't think her grandson would leave the village at all. She just had a big event today, but not only was she in a bad mood, without food income, would Que'er be in a good mood?