Rong Yu did not build up a teacher-student relationship with the children in teaching and learning, but he built up a card-playing friendship with them in the happy Landlord game. He looked at the skinny little radish heads and frowned secretly. Birds of a feather flock together. How could his playmates look like refugees
He had always lived a life of luxury, and would not let his own people suffer, so he invited them to have dinner at his house, vowing to raise these little radishes into big, plump, white radishes that would be pleasing to the eye.
Of course, Rongyu would not cook dinner by herself. Rongyu did not do anything, it was all thanks to Yan Zhao's efforts.
When the food was served, the children's eyes lit up again and their mouths watered. They were all children from poor families. The landlords took away 90% of the crops from the fields, and it was difficult to feed the family with the remaining surplus. Throughout the year, they could only eat a piece of meat during festivals.
They had never seen such a rich meal on the table before. As soon as Rong Yu was allowed to start eating, they all devoured the food ravenously, wishing they could grab it with their hands.
Meanwhile, the Hu family had no idea where to get dinner for the night. They could not leave Yuexi Town, and their family was avoiding them. They were helpless.
In the past, the rich enjoyed wine and meat, while the poor froze to death on the streets. Inside and outside the wall were two different worlds, and that wall was called class.
Now, on one side, the four major families are in a state of gloom, while on the other side, the Wendao Academy is full of laughter and joy. The Hu family is homeless and starving, while the children gather around a table to eat and drink.
There are two worlds inside and outside the wall, and the wall is called Rongyu.
No matter how much the kids could eat, they couldn't finish all the food because the dinner was too rich. After Xiaohu had eaten his fill, he held up two chicken legs and said shyly, "Brother Wen, can I take the chicken legs back? I want to share them with my parents."
Rong Yu said indifferently: "Whatever, otherwise it would be a waste." Anyway, he would never eat the leftovers.
The children were given the go-ahead and immediately and happily packed up the leftovers to take back to their families, who, like them, rarely had the chance to eat meat.
The little girl was the slowest and was the last one to run out. She turned around and waved at him: "Thank you, Brother Wen. The food Brother Wen cooked is so delicious!"
Rong Yu pursed his lips, and when the little girl disappeared from his sight, he was the only one left in the huge room. He looked at the empty plates on the table and said, as if to the air, "This meal does taste better than before."
The next second, Yan Zhao appeared.
"Do you think it tastes good too?" Yan Zhao asked the most concerned question, with anticipation in his eyes.
He doesn't care what others think of him. If he gets a compliment from others, he will be extremely happy.
Rong Yu was used to tasting delicious delicacies, so he could only say, "It's just so-so."
But it was a little different from the previous meal. For mortals, this meal tasted very good. But he was a demon who had tasted exotic flowers, rare plants, and exotic animals. Even if mortal ingredients were all delicious, it would be difficult to attract him.
Yan Zhao's eyes dimmed, but he quickly cheered up: "Then I will work hard to improve."
"Hey?" Rong Yu immediately looked at him, "Isn't this meal offered by the little ghost?"
Yan Zhao: “…No.”
He said embarrassedly: "I did it myself."
The kitchen was stocked with rice, fish and meat, and all kinds of food. Yan Zhao wanted Rongrong to taste the dishes he made, so he prepared a table of delicious dishes.
Yan Zhao didn't know how to cook, but he turned invisible and floated away to another place to see how ordinary people did it, and then he learned it and cooked very well.
Rong Yu raised his voice: "You did it?!"
Yan Zhao was almost frightened into invisibility by the sudden rise of the voice: "Yes, yes."
Rong Yu was so angry that he almost flipped the table: "Why didn't you say so earlier!"
It was also the first time for him to taste Yan Zhao’s cooking.
Gu Minghuai is a clean freak who refuses to enter the kitchen. He basically relies on the nanny and takeout to survive. Fu Qianzhi is the warden. The ingredients are transported by spaceship every day, and the chef cooks them himself. Yan Zhao is the ghost king, and he used to be offered the offerings of the little ghosts. Not to mention the sun before, it was too long ago, and they had no concept of satisfying their appetite at that time...
This is the first time Yan Zhao cooks by himself.
Yan Zhao sensed his anger and said disappointedly: "You don't like it? Then I won't do it anymore..."
"If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have let them take the leftovers away." Rong Yu glared at him fiercely, "No, I won't let them eat this meal at all."
The first meal that Taiyang cooked should be enjoyed by him alone. How could he share it with these little idiots? It was the first time for him to eat it!
The more Rong Yu thought about it, the more upset he became. He said angrily, "You can only cook for me from now on."
Yan Zhao looked at him in confusion.
"What are you looking at me for? Did you hear me? You are not allowed to cook for others." The big devil's possessiveness was very strong, and now he felt uncomfortable all over his body.
Yan Zhao chuckled: "Rongrong, didn't you say... that the food I cook is just average?"
Rong Yu said bluntly: "It is not ordinary."
Yan Zhao was immediately overjoyed.
It’s decided, he will be Rongrong’s personal chef from now on!
"Dad, Mom! I brought you some delicious food!" Xiaohu excitedly pushed open the door and ran into the house, but was stunned when he saw the scene inside.
The originally small house was crowded with a group of people, making it even more cramped. Mr. Hu, Mrs. Hu, and Mrs. Hu occupied their family's table, with a few servants guarding behind them, and a few side dishes on the table.
Although it was not rich, Xiaohu could tell that it was the most impressive thing in their family. There were delicate white steamed buns that his parents usually didn't want to eat.
This group of uninvited guests occupied their home, sat down and ate and drank heartily, while Dad and Mom stood aside, feeling uneasy.
Xiaohu pursed his lips and hid the chicken leg deeper in his arms.
The Hu family was desperate and suddenly remembered that they could stay at the poor homes of Yuexi Town. After all, as the landlords, the poor people here had long been submissive to them and obeyed their orders - the fields on which these people depended for survival were all theirs.
Although the land deeds have been taken away by Wen Yichu, these people don't know it yet. Mr. Hu knocked on Xiaohu's door with great fanfare, coming aggressively and asking for free food and drink. Xiaohu's parents didn't dare to offend the landlord, so they took out the best food to entertain them. But even the best food was pig food in the eyes of the Hu family. They were picky and furious, and scolded Xiaohu's parents so much that they were terrified and trembling.
Xiaohu came back at this critical moment.
Mr. Hu had just lost his temper. He was very dissatisfied with the simple food on the table and was finding fault with everything. Then he saw Xiaohu coming back, talking about bringing back some delicious food.
"What's delicious?" Mr. Hu asked, "What's hidden in your arms? Take it out and let's have a look."
Xiaohu took a step back.
Two tall and strong servants came over with ferocious looks, one held his arm while the other searched his body, and soon found two chicken legs.
"Give it to me!" Xiao Hu roared, "I left this for my parents!"
"Oh." Mr. Hu tore off a large piece of chicken leg meat and sneered at Xiaohu's parents, "Didn't you two old guys say you had already taken out the best to entertain us? You're still keeping some for yourself."
Xiaohu's father hurriedly said: "Master Hu, we really don't have much left at home..."
"Nothing? Then where did this chicken leg come from?" Mr. Hu snorted coldly, clearly showing his disbelief.
Xiaohu's eyes were red: "Brother Wen gave it to me!"
Mr. Hu: “Ugh—”
He immediately started vomiting violently.
Who? Wen Yichu
Can you eat what the ghost gave you? It looks like a chicken leg, but I don't know what kind of ashes it is!
Mr. Hu's fear of Wen Yichu was so deep that he lost his appetite the moment he heard his last name.
"This little bastard, his parents hid something good, and he used Wen Yichu to pressure me." Mr. Hu sneered, "The whole family is worthless."
"You are nothing!" In the past, Xiao Hu would not dare to yell at Master Hu like this, but today he had played Landlord all day and was not afraid of the landlord at all. He immediately retorted, "What good things can we hide in our house? Ninety percent of the food has been looted by you! You think this meal is shabby, but it is still a sumptuous meal that we can't afford!"
", —" Mr. Hu couldn't win the argument with the sharp-tongued child, so he ordered the servants, "Drive them all out!"
Xiaohu and his family of three were driven out of their home. Their house was small and was occupied by the Hu family, so they became homeless.
Xiaohu's parents cried bitterly, not knowing what to do in the future. Xiaohu's mother cried, "Xiaohu, how can you say that about Mr. Hu? If we offend him, how are we going to live in the town in the future..."
"Dad, Mom, don't be afraid, the landlord can be defeated!" Xiaohu said confidently, "I defeated him many times today!" Of course, he didn't beat Brother Wen, but he beat the other two friends. Brother Wen didn't lose all day.
Xiaohu’s parents: “…” Is their son confused today
"It's okay, I'll take you to find Brother Wen." Xiao Hu said, "Brother Wen will take us in!"
He had seen it all today. The Hu family's house was so big that it could accommodate more than ten people. The Hu family occupied their house, so they went to live in the Hu family! No, they lived in Wendao Academy! Brother Wen was the owner of that place now.
"What Brother Wen?" Little Tiger's mother felt something was wrong. "Didn't you ask me to stay at home today? Did you go to see Mr. Wen?"
After realizing that Wen Yichu might come out of the coffin to seek revenge and that the Hu family was haunted, Xiaohu's mother also became afraid. Although they did not harm Wen Xianxiao, they were also silent members who watched him die without helping. Fearing that their son would also be retaliated, they did not allow him to go to the academy.
But now it is the spring plowing season, and she and the child's father have to work in the fields during the day, so they have no time to control where their son's feet run.
"Yes, Brother Wen is so good to us. Our academy has become Mr. Hu's residence! I also had a lot of delicious meals today!" Xiaohu said excitedly.
The fear in Xiaohu's mother's eyes deepened: "No, we can't go. Xiaohu, listen, Mr. Wen has turned into a ghost now, he will kill us!"
"What a joke, motherfucker! Mr. Wen is clearly a human!" Xiaohu defended Mr. Wen, "Even if he is a ghost, he is better than someone like Mr. Hu!"
Xiaohu's parents actually responded. Yes, in their eyes, Mr. Hu's family was scarier than evil spirits. If they didn't listen to Xiaohu, they would have nowhere to go.
They owed Wen Xianxiao an apology. Wen Xianxiao treated the villagers very well on weekdays, but when something happened, none of them could help.
That night, Xiaohu returned to the academy with his parents after school. Xiaohu knocked on the door and shouted, "Brother Wen! Are you there? I am Xiaohu!"
Rongyu opened the door himself. He was dressed seductively in red, with loose black hair, cold pale skin, and a ghostly figure.
Xiaohu's parents made a lot of psychological preparations along the way, but when they saw Wen Xianxiao's temperament change drastically, they realized that the person in front of them might not really be a human, and they reflexively wanted to run away.
Rong Yu said casually, "Come in. Choose a room for yourself."
Then I went back to the house and ignored them.
It seemed as if their arrival had been expected.
It's not uncommon for the Hu family to be desperate and do things like robbing people's houses. Now there is a group of servants following them as thugs. When they find that they can't pay their wages, they will be truly isolated and helpless.
Xiaohu's parents: "..."
That's it
Xiaohu didn't understand his parents' taboos and ran into the house happily: "Dad, Mom, come in quickly, and tell them that Brother Wen is a very good person!"
In the house.
Yan Zhao asked: "Why not release some little ghosts to scare them?"
Refers to Xiaohu’s parents.
The child is not guilty if he does not know. But this couple, along with many people in Yuexi Town, were witnesses who watched Wen Yichu being killed that day. Watching with cold eyes is another form of harm.
Yan Zhao didn't have a good impression of them anyway.
Rong Yu glanced at him and asked: "Isn't he childish?"
Yan Zhao told the truth: "He is not very generous."
"I'm not generous, but there are people who are." Rong Yu lay down on the couch and conveyed Wen Yichu's meaning -
"I don't hate them, I want to save them."