Song Mengping looked irritable, raised her throat and said, "I know, I know, I'll talk to Huanxi!"

Although Song Mengya frowned, it was not good to say anything.

Song Mengping turned back to Huanxi and said, "Take a look, like an old mother, it's more annoying than my aunt." ”

Rejoicing listened, and did not speak. She knows that although Song Mengping and her sister Song Mengya don't deal with each other, if you want to follow Yinghe here, she will also be unhappy.

Her gaze fell on Song Mengping's dress, a dark red floral gown, green cloth pants and black cloth shoes underneath.

At this time, Huanxi had to be glad that she was white, because the clothes she was wearing were actually similar to Song Mengping, the difference was that hers was newer, and Song Mengping's clothes were obviously the old clothes of her sister Song Mengya.

However, Huanxi didn't want to change such a status quo in the past, this social environment is like this, like dresses, white shirts, jeans, not to mention whether there are conditions now, even if there are, getting it out is just becoming an outlier and making trouble for yourself.

Moreover, this gown and green cloth pants have been looking at it for a long time, in fact, it is just like that. Now her priority is to eat and drink.

Here, Song Mengping talked about the Zhou family again.

"Have you heard, your eldest sister Zhou Chunhua looked at each other again yesterday, this time it was an old widower in Zhujiaba, who was almost fifty years old, older than her parents, but because people were willing to give two hundred yuan in gifts, Zhao Xiuhe was moved. ”

Huanxi frowned and thought about it, it seems that in addition to her own family, the people of Songjiazhuang always call the Zhou family "your father, your mother, your sister and your brother" in front of her, and the original owner is ignorant, and over time, it is strange that it will not be affected.

"Zhou Chunhua is not my sister, I don't have a sister. Huanxi retorted solemnly.

Song Mengping glanced at her a little strangely, but she didn't care, nodded and said, "Anyway, Zhou Chunhua is unlucky this time, maybe she will be married to that fifty-year-old widower." In fact, the one in Dongyang Village before was actually quite good, although it was not good to study, but I heard that the bricklayer was very good and could make a lot of money, and he was the second, so he could be separated in the future. Pity...... The family was only willing to take twenty yuan as a gift, but Zhao Xiuhe refused to live or die. ”

A child who is only eight years old talks about these gossips.

"What about Zhou Chunhua?" Huanxi said strangely: "She doesn't have any idea at all?" "Arranged marriages are not allowed now, the location of Songjiazhuang is not remote, and the national policy is implemented quite well, even if the marriages of young people in the village are mostly arranged by their parents, but if they don't like it, even their parents can't do it."

"She?" Song Mengping pouted: "Her quail temperament is something that Zhao Xiuhe won't struggle to kill her." and that Zhou Xinghua, who has the same temperament as Zhou Chunhua, listens to Zhou Chunhua for everything, and obeys Zhao Xiuhe. Look at it, the two sisters will not have a better life in the future. ”

Even if Huanxi is not familiar with Zhou Chunhua and Zhou Xinghua, but for Song Mengping, he really agrees with what he said, and he will not fight for himself, no matter how good his life is, his life will not be better.

But......

"This is going to be a double robbery, and they still have the heart to look at each other?" Huanxi said strangely.

"Don't you know?" Song Mengping whispered: "Two months ago, Zhou Dabao in Zhou's family's room said that he was a partner, and both sides looked at each other, but the woman asked for a gift of fifty yuan and a sewing machine. The Zhou family has no money, so naturally they can only sell their daughter's attention. The daughters-in-law of the Zhou family, no matter how patriarchal the others are, still have a little love for their daughters, only Zhao Xiuhe doesn't treat her daughter as a person at all. Anyway, Zhao Xiuhe originally planned to sell her for a good price. But look at it, now Zhao Xiuhe, Mrs. Zhao and her sister-in-law have no contradictions, and wait until the money arrives...... Zhao Xiuhe would not be willing to use the money from the sale of his daughter for Zhou Dabao's marriage, and he would definitely leave it to Zhou Xiaobao. When the time comes, the two sides will definitely quarrel. ”

Does this seem like a little girl can say it?

Perhaps sensing the joy of surprise, Song Mengping stuck out her tongue and said, "These are what my aunt said." ”

Auntie?

Huanxi recalled Song Mengping's aunt Kong Xiyuan in the memory of the original owner, who was a handsome woman with a kind face, and she could be called a good person. In this era, it is not easy for every family, so unlike in later generations, when there are children who come to the door, there will be snacks to entertain, even if the adults have a little snack, they must keep it for their children to eat, and they can be hidden tightly. But Song Mengping's aunt is not like this, every time the original owner follows Song Mengping over, as long as there is food at home, Kong Xiyuan will stuff her a little, so Xiao Huanxi likes this aunt very much.

The daughter-in-law of the fourth grandfather's family in the east of the village, I don't know why, every time she gives birth, there is always no milk. In order for the child not to die young, it is always necessary to find a nurse for the child. In these years, no one wants to feed your child for nothing, not to mention anything else, milk is not for nothing, and everything that gives milk is expensive. Therefore, the first seven nurses and the fourth grandfather's family sent money and food, and I don't know how much people took advantage of. When the eighth son was born, it happened that Kong Xiyuan gave birth to a son Song Menglin, and the fourth grandfather's family naturally found her. Kong Xiyuan agreed in one bite, and she would accept what she ate, but she didn't want to accept the money.

But she is not the kind of person who can't live, Song Mengping's family is a bit special, her father works outside all the year round, and her mother is in charge of the house. If she hadn't been careful with her calculations, the family would have starved to death.

Huanxi didn't expect that Kong Xiyuan, who was gentle in the original owner's impression, would do this in private...... Gossip.

Song Mengping wanted to talk to Huanxi again, but Song Mengya had already urged her several times, and she said to Huanxi with some frustration: "I'm going to help my sister pick up the tassels, it's going to rain tomorrow, so there is no way to pick up the ears." Come and play with me, let's turn the flower rope together!"

Huanxi didn't have time to answer, and Song Mengping ran away in a hurry.

It's very boring to pick up tassels, but because I can do my hands and feet, I can't get impatient in my heart, but I can't hold it. None of the small ones cried bitterly, but they knew that these tassels that had been picked up and taken home could turn into white faces.

When it was close to noon, the Huanxi and the others called it a day and went back, and they had to go cooking.

Halfway through, a girl suddenly rushed over, and Huanxi didn't think that the other party was looking for her at first, until the other party stood in front of her.

She hadn't reacted yet, and Song Weimin on the side had already blown up.

"Zhou Xinghua, why are you blocking the way?"

Zhou Xinghua?

Huanxi was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the girl in front of her who was cowardly and uneasy at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.