Cui Cuihua hurriedly glanced at the inner room, for fear that her words would be heard, but fortunately, Yangmei was pouring water in the inner room, and Cheng Xiaozhou's voice was soft, so she couldn't hear their conversation at all.

Looking at Cui Cuihua's panicked appearance, Cheng Xiaozhou put down the bamboo basket with a smile: "Aunt Cui is in a hurry?"

"Cheng Xiaozhou, don't think that you are a foreign daughter-in-law and can talk nonsense! Be careful that I tear your mouth!" Cui Cuihua said in a low voice, completely losing her gentle and kind appearance before.

"Am I talking nonsense, shouldn't Aunt Cui know best in her heart?"

"Who told you this nonsense?And who told you to say this to me?!" Cui Cuihua asked in a low voice, for fear of alarming the bayberry in the room.

"Who else could there be?" Cheng Xiaozhou asked lightly.

Cui Cuihua immediately understood: "Is it Mao Xiujuan? At the beginning, she begged me to let me find a good daughter-in-law for her family, but at that time, she was not allowed to tell the matter.

Why don't you turn your face and don't admit it now? And arrange me everywhere!

If she knew that, I wouldn't help her do this detrimental thing!"

Seeing Cui Cuihua's angry appearance, Cheng Xiaozhou patted her on the back, but she avoided her.

Cheng Xiaozhou was not angry, and continued to smile all over his face: "Aunt Cui, are you an outsider, aren't you? We are a family, don't we just say something considerate behind closed doors?"

Since she misunderstood Mao Xiujuan, Cheng Xiaozhou simply misunderstood her even more!

Cui Cuihua looked at Cheng Xiaozhou's smile, but always felt that behind her smile made her feel a little creepy.

Deliberately dodging her hand, she said bluntly: "That's right, it's my contact with those who shoot flowers, what can you do with me? Now you can't even get out of this village, is it possible that you still want to report to the official?"

Looking at Cui Cuihua's tone, Cheng Xiaozhou didn't care at all: "I naturally can't think like that, I just want to know how you chose me." ”

As she spoke, the smile on Cheng Xiaozhou's face disappeared, she made a calm face, her fingers gently rubbed the bamboo strips at the corners of the bamboo basket, and she didn't know that her fingers were cut.

The blood flowing from between his fingers stained the bamboo strips red, and Cui Cuihua looked at this scene with a little fear.

She didn't dare to look at Cheng Xiaozhou's eyes, after all, she was the one with a weak heart.

"I didn't choose you, it's ...... It's ......"

She wrenched her fingers together and said with some embarrassment.

"Aunt Cui, I searched the house and didn't see any tea, so you can only drink a cup of hot water. Yang Mei walked out of the back room with a glass of water.

"It's okay, it's okay. Seeing Yangmei come back, Cui Cuihua couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly reached out and took the water cup.

Cheng Xiaozhou's heart was originally lifted, but she didn't expect Yangmei to come back so coincidentally, looking at the interrupted Cui Cuihua, she could only restrain her expression.

"Xiaozhou, why are your fingers bleeding?" Yang Mei just handed the water cup to Cui Cuihua, when she saw Cheng Xiaozhou's fingers bleeding, she screamed in some fuss.

"It's fine. Cheng Xiaozhou wiped it with a cloth indiscriminately, still thinking about what Cui Cuihua had just said.

It's been too long since she was brought to Qingxi Village, and after decades of changes in the world, she can't remember what happened that day, at most she has a vague impression.

I deliberately asked Cui Cuihua today, just to clarify the doubts in my heart.

Yang Mei went to the back room and took a piece of snow-white cotton cloth and wrapped Cheng Xiaozhou's fingers.

Cheng Xiaozhou was thinking about something, but she interrupted him like this, looking at the bayberry in front of him who carefully wrapped his fingers, Cheng Xiaozhou's eyes revealed a trace of warmth.

Wrapping Cheng Xiaozhou's injured finger like a zongzi, Yangmei finally nodded with satisfaction: "Okay!"

Cheng Xiaozhou looked at his finger and felt a little crying and laughing.

Cui Cuihua took a few sips of water tightly, and quickly got up when they weren't paying attention: "Since Xiujuan is not here, then I won't wait, let's talk about anything when she comes back." ”

"Sit down a little longer, Aunt Cui. Yang Mei didn't know Cui Cuihua's mood of leaving in a panic now, so she kept it.

"No, no, I don't know when they will come back, my grandson is too skinny, no one will look at me for a while, I don't know what to do, I have to go home and watch the child." Cui Cuihua found a reason randomly, and then hurriedly left.

Yang Mei saw that she had made up her mind, so she could only send her out.

And Cheng Xiaozhou didn't move for half a minute, she looked up at Cui Cuihua's departing figure, frowned and muttered:

"If you know that you have children in your own family, why do you want to beat other people's children? Who is not raised by a father's mother?"

"What are you talking about?" Yang Mei came back, and as soon as she entered the door, she heard her talking to herself.

"Nothing. Cheng Xiaozhou was silent, and continued to weave the bamboo basket in his hand with his injured finger.

"Look at what you made up, what does this look like, if my mother sees it and dislikes you for messing with things. Looking at Cheng Xiaozhou's serious bamboo basket, which was indeed particularly ugly, Yang Mei couldn't help but hold her forehead.

Cheng Xiaozhou smiled mysteriously and said confidently: "She doesn't have time to talk to me now." ”

Mao Xiujuan and Yang Lin rushed to work, and they appeared at the gate of the steel plant when there were the most people.

When the gatekeeper saw Yang Lin going and returning, he just snorted coldly, and then entered the gatehouse.

Yang Lin saw so many people entering the factory in a hurry, and couldn't help but be a little stunned, so she could only hide behind Mao Xiujuan.

Mao Xiujuan has been spicy all her life, and now she is even more shameless, she shouted loudly when she saw that there were many people: "Everyone come and give a comment! My daughter has been greatly wronged!"

Hearing her shout, the master in the porter hurriedly ran out and bombarded them: "What are you doing here? We are a serious factory, we have to shout elsewhere!"

"It's the workers in your factory who bullied my daughter, why should I go elsewhere?" Mao Xiujuan also ignored the difference between men and women, and started a tug-of-war with the old man.

"Anyway, I'm here to guard the factory, so I can't let you spill here. The uncle knew why they came from, but he still had to refuse them for the sake of work.

"If we don't go in to make trouble, what reason do you have to drive us away? Can't the boundary at this gate also belong to your factory?" Mao Xiujuan said sloppily.

"You can't talk nonsense!" the uncle quickly let go of his hand.

What people say makes sense, outside the door is not the boundary of the factory, even if people shout flowers here, he can't care about it, right?

Seeing that the old man was no longer in the way, Mao Xiujuan continued to shout at the top of her voice: "Who is in charge of things in your factory?

"Big sister, our factory director will be here in a while, don't shout yet, follow me to the gatehouse to drink a glass of water.

If you wait for him to come, you can tell him that he can call the shots for you, otherwise no one will dare to care if you shout the sky here, right?"