readx;? Sister Zhang Tao didn't dare to hide, the broom was not big, it didn't hurt much when it was smashed on the body, and after taking a beat, the four sisters hurried back to the house. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When Mrs. Zhang in the house heard the movement, she raised her eyes and looked out of the window a few times, and then went out of the room, standing at the door of the hall with an expressionless face and watching Hu Xiujuan in the courtyard, scolding endlessly.

The red jacket Hu Xiujuan was carrying in her hand was unusually conspicuous, temporarily new, and the old lady Zhang glanced at it several times, and scolded a few words of loser stuff in her heart, while stroking her right wrist that had not yet healed and said: " As soon as you left a year ago, it was a month, you don't care if I broke my wrist, you don't care if the old and young at home are hungry a few times, and now you have to toss again when you just go home, seeing that the spring is about to start farming, and the food at home has already bottomed out, I have to go to the leaders of the town to ask, what is your cousin looking for you to do? What can you be busy with, you leave the family and don't ask. ”

Hu Xiujuan sighed in her heart, the matter between her and Wei Ping is not visible, even if she lives in the town, she lives quietly, this has to be stabbed, and the person surnamed Wei can immediately turn his face and leave her alone.

Glancing at Mrs. Zhang, Hu Xiujuan suppressed the anxiety in her heart, she understood the meaning of these words, it was nothing more than wanting benefits, but where did she get so many benefits to give? The surname Wei is just an errand runner, mixed with a small boss, no matter how much oil and water is fished, it is impossible to give it to her.

Mrs. Zhang didn't care about this, she saw that Hu Xiujuan was silent, and her face suddenly became gloomy, Hu Xiujuan glanced at it, and knew that it was not good, so she quarreled: "Where did the grain at home go before I left? Most of the bags of grain in the warehouse were brought back by me, so I can't stop being hungry!"

"The people of the Xiao family don't eat?!If you leave people at home, people will have to open their mouths to eat and drink!" Mrs. Zhang said in a mocking tone, glancing at the West House, the Xiao family was in the house, and I didn't believe it at this time.

Hu Xiujuan also glanced at the West House, it was not her idea to arrange for the Xiao family to live in the Zhang family, it was arranged by Wei Ping, and she casually agreed to it when she heard it, she didn't expect anything about food rations or anything.

Now that Mrs. Zhang said this, she felt that it was inappropriate, but no matter how inappropriate it was at this time, she couldn't drive people out, so she had to talk to Wei Ping when she turned around, thinking of this, Hu Xiujuan couldn't be stubborn anymore, bypassing the old lady and going back to the house.

Mrs. Zhang glanced at her, knowing that there was a way to relax, and her heart was finally a little more comfortable, she also knew that everything could not be pushed too tightly, so she turned around and went back to the room with satisfaction.

The courtyard of Zhang's house was quiet, but the Xiao family in the West House was very uneasy, Mrs. Xiao sat on the bed with red eyes and wiped tears, and cried in her mouth: "Listen, listen, what did the surnamed Wei say when we went back to the village before? It's all arranged, don't worry about it, how long is it now? Say we want to eat and drink, we will eat her family for a few days a few years ago, and change Ming'er to pay her back! We can't live anymore! Move away!"

"Move away, where to move, who in the village has a spare house to borrow from us?" Wang Hongxia looked at her mother-in-law coldly, when is this time, and she is still holding a shelf!

Old Mrs. Xiao opened her mouth, and went through all the families in the village in her mind, and she really didn't think of any one that could be borrowed.

Xiao Yi, who was sitting with his head on the side, also disagreed to move out at this time, "Brother Wei is here, let's talk about it"

"What else can I say to him?When will he wait?" Old Lady Xiao interrupted her son's words, her eyes flashed slightly, thinking of Xiao Lang who lived in the Lin family next door, "It's better to ask for outsiders, it's better to ask for your own people, Alang's child" Halfway through the words, Old Lady Xiao looked at her son.

Xiao Yi shook his head and disagreed: "That kid hates us in his heart, it won't work." ”

"Why can't it work? No matter how much you hate it, it's also the child of our old Xiao family, go back and talk to him well, how old is that child? What does the child's family hate or hate, you can be kind to him, and you can coax him over in a few days." Mrs. Xiao didn't give up, and asked her son to come over and talk about it.

Xiao Yi hesitated, but Wang Hongxia glanced at the mother and son, and her tone was very disdainful: "What's the use of you coaxing people over? That house belongs to the Lin family, you just hold people in your hands, and it's useless!"

Mrs. Xiao was choked by these words and was deflated for a while, and after glaring at Wang Hongxia, she couldn't find words to refute it, and finally she was so angry that she wiped her tears with red eyes.

Xiao Yi sighed helplessly, turned his head and pulled the hem of Wang Hongxia's clothes angrily: "You don't have to say a word!

Wang Hongxia glanced at him and didn't return her mouth, twisted her face to the side and looked at the ground in contemplation, not knowing what she was thinking.

The days passed in a flash, and on the day of February Erlong's head, Lin Qing took a dark purple woolen yarn and sweater needle at home after eating early in the morning, and sat on the bed to learn to knit sweaters with the old lady, because the ninth day of February is the old lady's birthday, and February 13 is the birthday of the uncle.

The old lady and her uncle's birthday had already passed when she was reborn, and every year after that, she made something to give away, but this year she thought about it for a few days and decided to send a sweater by herself. Of course, it is impossible for her to knit a sweater at her current age, so in the end, she pulled the old lady to be a teacher, and she just pretended to learn for a day or two.

But the old lady didn't think so, the balls of yarn were all taken out of Lin Qing's space, which were better than those high-end yarns sold outside, and the old lady was reluctant to let Lin Qingbai be blind, not to mention that the sweater needle was long and sharp, what if she poked her eyes!

It's useless to disagree, but in the end, the old lady still compromised, Lin Qing is a grinding person, and he is spoiled with the old lady, which is a lie.

But at this point, the old lady still did not give up and persuaded when she saw the vacancy: "Let's stop weaving, let's go back and weave it ourselves." ”

Lin Qing still shook his head stubbornly: "That's different!"

The old lady glared at her, ignoring her, but she couldn't pull her back to stare at her.

At noon, Lin Qing finally made some achievements, and the old lady's heart was half relieved, and then confiscated the wool and sweater needles on the grounds of eating lunch, and when the small bamboo came to play, the old lady let them go out to hang out, and the sweater was temporarily revealed.

Lin Qing knew the old lady's thoughts, so he secretly knitted two pieces in the space, one dark purple and one dark gray, both hidden in the space, planning to take them out and give them to the old lady on the ninth day of the first month.

As the days entered February, the sun gradually increased, the snow on the ground had melted, and the fields and village roads were full of muddy water.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Zhang Wen and his parents Zhang Qiming and Xu Qiu, who were looking forward to it day and night, came to Qinghe Bay with large bags and small bags. To be continued.