032: Lesson
Meng Xiahua glanced at Meng Qiusheng, shook her head with a smile, and said, "It's okay." ”
It's really fine, I'm used to it anyway.
When he had saved enough money, he left the house and left with his grandmother.
I don't have to look at these faces of these people anymore, it's just ......
Meng Xiahua glanced up at Meng Qiusheng, these people who really hurt themselves could only live up to it. But after thinking about it, when I can live well with my grandmother, I can still come to see them. Meng Xiahua pulled the corners of her mouth and laughed.
After returning to Meng Erniu's house, Meng Qiusheng pulled Meng Xiahua into his house, let her rest, and ran out again.
Meng Xiahua frowned, and she was not tired, what should she do to rest?
Getting up and looking out at the somewhat broken window paper, he saw Meng Qiusheng hurriedly running into Qin's side and whispering something in Qin's ear. Qin glanced at the direction of Meng Xiahua's side and pulled Meng Qiusheng by hand.
Meng Xiahua vaguely heard what the Qin family said: "Don't go in the future...... Don't keep talking...... The flowers are bitter in their hearts......"
Leaning against the wall, Meng Xiahua frowned slightly, why did everyone think they were pitiful? The Qin family and Meng Erniu's family are good to themselves, but this kind of goodness will make Meng Xiahua feel a little depressed.
For example, when eating, the Qin family vigorously gave Meng Xia flowers and vegetables, but Meng Zhuang and Meng Qiusheng just lowered their heads and vigorously grilled rice, but they didn't look at the dishes on the table as if they had discussed it.
For example, when washing dishes, Meng Zhuang took Meng Xiahua's hand and told her jokes vigorously, and didn't let go of her until Meng Qiusheng finished washing, just not letting her do it.
For another example, when he went to bed at night, Meng Qiusheng would always carefully pinch the corners of the quilt for Meng Xiahua, and then he would blow out the oil lamp and come back to lie down. Listening to Meng Zhuang, the quilt she covered was specially taken out of the quilt that Qin brought from her mother's house to dry haode.
Such a cherished treatment, Meng Xiahua has never been treated like this in her life, even in her previous life.
Meng Xiahua buried herself in her arm and sighed slightly.
"Flowers, flowers, come out!"
Leng Buding heard Hu Die's shout at the door, Meng Xiahua frowned and hurriedly ran out. But seeing that Meng Zhuang and Meng Qiusheng were already there, with a smile on the corner of their mouths, they saw that Meng Xiahua had no choice but to say, "Here." ”
Hu Die was pushed forward by them, glanced at Meng Xiahua, and said with a smile: "Hua'er's forehead is really fast, and there is really no scar." ”
Meng Xiahua raised her hand and touched her forehead, in fact, if she touched it carefully, she could still feel something different. smiled stunnedly: "It's all the second aunt and sister Qiusheng who take good care of it." ”
"The flowers are really, I'm embarrassed to say it." Meng Qiusheng pretended to cover his face.
Meng Zhuang pushed Meng Qiusheng: "Sister, can't you get down to business?" ”
"What's the matter?" Meng Xiahua couldn't help but ask curiously.
Hu Die smiled treacherously like a fox, looked at Meng Xiahua and said with a smile: "Hua'er still remember when you were washing clothes before, Meng Chuntao always made trouble?" ”
"Huh?" Meng Xiahua vaguely felt that Hu Die had some ghost idea again, so she couldn't help but pull the corners of her mouth.
"Hua'er, let's go and bully her too!" Hu Die blinked his eyes with an expectant look.
"Huh?" Meng Xiahua frowned, "But she goes to do the laundry every day, why did you think of going today?" ”
"Hua'er, you don't know, Meng Chuntao's temper, it's not just us who annoy her, even some boys and girls who didn't deal with Hu Die before, they annoy her. A group of people were waiting by the river to stop her. Meng Qiusheng smiled gloatingly.
Meng Xiahua couldn't help laughing when she heard this, and said, "My sister, she can be regarded as capable." Let's go see the fun. ”
"Sister Xia Hua, what to do is just to see the excitement, if we can make a move, we have to do it." Meng Zhuang frowned.
"Silly." Meng Xiahua couldn't help but nod Meng Zhuang's head: "Borrowing a knife to kill people is the most haode method." ”
Meng Zhuang wrinkled his little face, unable to understand.
Meng Xiahua didn't explain anymore, but just followed Hu Die to the river.
There were indeed a bunch of people gathered by the river, but it didn't look like they were going to fight against Meng Chuntao.
Meng Xiahua paused suddenly.
Hu Die turned around: "Hua'er, what's wrong?" ”
Meng Xiahua looked at Hu Die with a solemn face and asked, "Where did you hear that they were going to deal with Chun Tao today?" ”
"Huh?" Hu Die frowned and bit his lip: "Yes...... I used to play with Meng Chuntao very haode Yingzi. Flowers, don't you look like this, ......?"
"It seems that it is not certain who will teach whom today." Meng Xiahua glanced at those people coldly, and said with a smile: "Hu Die, Sister Qiusheng, Zhuangzi, remember that if you can't beat us, you will run." ”
As soon as the words fell, Meng Chuntao had already walked over, stared at Meng Xiahua for a while, and sneered: "It's really a cheap bone, it really made you not leave a scar?" ”
"Sister seems disappointed?" Meng Xiahua met Meng Chuntao's gaze with a smile.
Meng Chuntao sneered and pointed to a basin of clothes not far away: "I'm going to wash it." ”
"It's not my job, why should I do it." Meng Xiahua glanced at her.
Meng Chuntao snorted: "Hua'er, sometimes I feel that after my father beat you half to death that day, the people who came back were not you, and you wouldn't talk back before." ”
Hu Die frowned and just wanted to say something, but was pulled by Meng Xiahua.
Meng Xiahua looked at Meng Chuntao and said word by word: "Sister, do you know what the ghost gate looks like?" If you see it, you will become. How can a person who has died once still be the same as before? ”
Meng Chuntao frowned: "Flowers......"
"Sister, don't you hurry up and do the laundry? If you're late when you go back, aren't you afraid that your mother won't give you food? ”
"Did you really kick your nose in the face?" Meng Chuntao snorted coldly, stepped forward and pushed Meng Xiahua suddenly.
Meng Xiahua was stunned for a moment, and was pushed by Meng Chuntao. Hu Dieden was furious, and gave Meng Chuntao a slap with his backhand.
The boys and girls behind Meng Chuntao glanced at each other, and then they also came up, and several people fought together.
You step on me, I slap you, I scratch your hair, I tickle you.
A group of half-sized children fought, although the techniques were clumsy, but they were also earth-shattering.
By the time the adults heard the news, many of them had already turned their faces and their hair was messy.
With a black face, Cao Shi looked around the crowd and shouted, "Spring Peach! Summer flowers! Get the hell out of here! Isn't it enough to be embarrassed? ”