"This...this..." Lao Miaozi sighed, worried about his family and didn't say anything more.

At that moment, Aji was supported by Chu Zheng, and Zhao Feng carried Lao Miaozi on his back. Tian Sanniang and Guo Xiang followed Chu Zheng on the left and right, and rushed to Lao Miaozi's home.

This is a very dark and wet alley, with dilapidated houses. You can see ragged residents walking by along the way from time to time. They just looked at Chu Zheng and others in surprise, and then avoided them in fear.

Lao Miaozi's home is at the end of the alley, and it is also broken and small. When a group of six people walked in, they almost filled the small living room.

An old woman with white hair, hunched back, and also covered with coarse cloth, was cooking porridge in the simple kitchen. When she saw everyone, she was stunned at first, and then she saw Aji and Lao Miaozi's body covered in blood, and tears suddenly burst out from her.

Lao Miaozi reluctantly got off the ground and smiled and said, "Mom, Aji and I accidentally fell down and suffered some minor injuries. We will heal in a few days. Don't worry. Also, these are kind-hearted people. They helped Aji and I get up and sent us back."

The old woman's eyes were bright and obviously not blind, but she did not ask questions, but just instructed with tears: "You two should be careful when walking in the future, don't fall again." Obviously, she knew that many times, when men say nothing is wrong, and asking questions on her will only make men lose their dignity.

In order to maintain this dignity, she would rather hide her sadness and worries in her heart.

This is the great mother, this is silent maternal love.

Lao Miaozi understood, Aji understood, and Chu Zheng understood, so although the three of them were silent, they all felt respect for this weak old woman.

The old woman turned to face Chu Zheng and others, squeezed out her smiling face, and said in a gentle voice: "The place is a little small. If you don't mind, your benefactors will sit first, I'll pour you a glass of water."

She hurriedly took out a half-destroyed bench, wiped it clean with a towel, signaled everyone to sit down, and then went to fill everyone with water.

Seeing that her legs and feet were not flexible, Guo Xiang was afraid of trouble for her, so he hurriedly said kindly: "No need..."

Chu Zheng pulled her hand and smiled at the old woman, "Okay, I'm just drinking."

The old woman smiled and staggered and brought back three bowls of water from the kitchen.

The mouth of the bowl was a little broken.

Chu Zheng ignored it, took a breath and drank it all, and smiled and said, "This well water is so sweet!" Guo Xiang understood this and took a big sip, and Tian Sanniang naturally drank it.

The old lady looked happy and asked, "You are all good people. I just cooked the porridge. Do you want to drink a bowl together?"

Chu Zheng had seen a pot of porridge made of vegetables and brown rice in the simple kitchen a few steps away. He smiled and sniffed the air: "It smells so good, I'm hungry as soon as I smell it. The old lady is so skillful."
Chapter completed!