Qiaozhen and Qiaohong didn't answer, they knew that their mother was really angry this time, she hadn't scolded Qiao'e so badly, it seemed that Huziniang's death had a great impact on her, which made her think that her daughter was almost gone, thinking that the man and her son were beaten, she was angry and panicked, Qiao'e really hit the muzzle of the gun this time.

"Mother, I won't talk about it in the future, can't I stop talking? Don't scold me. Qiao'e didn't dare to talk back, she was careful to accompany the mistake, her expression was very aggrieved, and tears were rolling in her eyes.

"What do you have to be wronged by something that has no eyes and no heart? If this house can't accommodate you, you will get out of here, and if you dare to stab your eldest sister in the future, you will be careful for me. Zhou said hatefully, and didn't scold anymore, no matter what, Qiao'e is also her daughter, and she also has feelings.

Qiao'e didn't dare to reply, if she was really kicked out by her mother, she would be ruined, she didn't dare to think, at the moment she only hoped that her mother would be angry and she would be able to live in peace.

After Zhou left, Qiao'e didn't dare to say anything about Qiaozhen, and went out in disgust.

Qiao Zhen secretly asked what is Qiaohongpu silver cover gold? She didn't understand this, but she didn't think it was real gold and silver, it should be a kind of cloth.

"Sister, laying silver and gold is a kind of attention for rich people, isn't this person going to put it in the coffin when he dies? Particular people can't put people directly into the coffin, they have to cover things.

The people who are almost in this silver use white cloth, and the people who are particular about it use silver paper, but this kind of paper is precious, and it is used by rich people.

This gold, it is said that yellow cloth should be used, but my mother said that we can't use yellow cloth, so we use golden paper, which is also quite expensive. Poor families don't pay attention to these things. That is, because of Huziniang's death, Huzi's uncle deliberately embarrassed Huzi's father. Qiaohong told her eldest sister about this.

Qiaozhen understood, it turned out to be like this, paper in this era was originally a luxury, an expensive thing, this dead man must be covered with a large piece of paper, or colored, it must be expensive. But it's okay to embarrass the tiger father, who made him rich and became bad.

On the second day, the Wang family went to see the excitement again, Huziniang's funeral, and Huzi's uncle asked Huzi's father to invite the sound of the fifth class, and it was very lively to blow, play and sing, and now it was more lively. The sound could be heard in the house.

Wang Changshun is a person who helps the Zhu family, he eats at Zhu's house at noon, he has been busy until it is dark, and when he comes back, he goes directly into the house, shouts to Zhou, and then takes out two steamed buns from his sleeve.

Zhou's eyes lit up, this is a steamed bun but not a nest, there is almost no cornmeal, eighty percent of white noodles, twenty percent of black noodles, this steamed bun is too expensive.

Zhou picked up the steamed bun and put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it, it was so fragrant, she pinched it with her hand again, it was still porcelain.

"His father, is this the steamed bun given by the old Zhu family?" She asked her man.

"Well, originally the aunt of the Zhu family said that she wanted to steam black noodles, but Uncle Huzi didn't follow it, saying that she wanted white noodles, and the aunt of the Zhu family couldn't let the helper steam such steamed buns. Wang Changshun and Zhou said.

"Now Mrs. Zhu is distressed to death, how much white face is this. I'm afraid that she will be distressed and sobbed, it is really ...... His father, two steamed buns for one person, didn't you just drink a bowl of soup at noon and didn't eat anything else, aren't you hungry? After Zhou finished speaking, he looked at his man distressedly.

"I'm not hungry, it doesn't matter if I'm an adult and eat less, I won't die of hunger, but you look at this steamed bun, how should I divide it?" Wang Changshun knew that there were only two steamed buns, but there were so many people, it was difficult to distinguish them, so he asked his daughter-in-law's opinion.

Zhou's heart was a little sour, she wanted everyone to eat, but it was impossible to give anyone these two buns, but she couldn't give it to anyone, and she couldn't help it.

"Mother must give it, her old man hasn't eaten steamed buns for a long time, Qiaozhen also gave her a copy, Dazhong, No. 2 Middle School has never eaten what haode has worked all day long, give them a little, and Chengzi and Shengzi, all grandsons have to give, so there is no more, his father, or you can eat some too, you are also busy all day, this body is ......" Zhou said here and broke off a small piece of steamed bun and handed it to Wang Changshun.

Wang Changshun glanced at it, swallowed and foamed, he was busy all day, he drank a bowl of thin soup at noon, his stomach was already growling, he wanted to eat it very much, but he couldn't eat it.

"Give this to San'er, he's growing up, he hasn't eaten any haode, I'm black and eat a bean dregs cake." Wang Changshun didn't answer.

"Hey, in the middle, it's dark to spread two more bean dregs cakes, you eat one more." Zhou put the steamed bun up again, waiting for the time to drink the soup when it was dark, she didn't taste it herself, and she didn't think about eating it herself.

When it was dark, Qiaohong brought Qiaozhen a bowl of corn paste, and took a bean dregs cake and a small piece of steamed bun.

Qiao Zhen is puzzled, this is a white-flour bun, it definitely won't be steamed at home, where did it come from?

"Hong'er, what is this?" Qiaozhen asked.

"This is my father to help the Zhu family, the Zhu family gave it at noon, one person steamed buns, my father was not willing to eat it and got it back, my mother gave a share, saying that one person should eat less and taste it." Qiao Hong explained to her sister.

"Are they all?" Qiao Zhen continued to ask.

"Whoa." Qiao Hong belched, but lowered her head, just now because of the steamed bun, the sister-in-law and the second sister quarreled with the mother again, saying that the mother was eccentric and thought about the eldest sister, and did not give them food, the angry mother scolded them, but the mother was turned around but shed tears, the mother must be uncomfortable, and she was distressed when she looked at the girl.

Qiaozhen saw that she didn't understand anything like this, she picked up the steamed bun, the steamed bun was a small piece, she broke it open, and handed it to Qiaohong: "Hong'er, you eat this piece, give this piece to San'er, you are all growing up, eat some haode, my sister is fine, eat paste and bean dregs." ”

"Eldest sister, aren't you the least willing to see the bean dregs cake? I've been eating all the bean dregs you've been eating for the past few days, so you can eat steamed buns, I'm not hungry. Qiao Hong hurriedly excused herself.

"Obedient, go quickly, sister wants to eat bean dregs cake today. You see how fragrant my sister eats. After Qiao Zhen finished speaking, he chewed the bean dregs cake and pretended to be sweet.

Qiao Hong understood the eldest sister's intentions, didn't say anything, and went out with red eyes.

"Eldest sister, have you finished the steamed buns? Give me something. Qiao'e ran in at this time and begged for steamed buns.

"No, haven't you eaten enough when it's dark?" Qiaozhen raised his eyes and asked her.

"What's the use of eating the bean dregs cake, or you'll be hungry again after a while, and that thing won't be hungry. The eldest sister is too, why eat so fast, don't say leave some for me, and don't think about people at all. Looks like I'm not your sister, yes. ”

Qiao'e muttered, last time Zhou scolded her, she was much better, at least she didn't dare to blatantly scold Qiaozhen, but she still didn't like Qiaozhen.

Qiaozhen didn't care about these things with her, after eating, she thought in her heart, she would be out of Xiaoyue in two days, and she would be allowed to leave the house when the time came, she could go out to breathe, meet people, take a look around to understand the situation, and think about making money, she was a little excited.

Two days later, Qiao Zhen finally came out of the house, she went to the courtyard accompanied by Qiao Hong, took a deep breath, and spit out all the turbidity, her heart was relieved, or the air outside was fresh.

"Zhen'er, why don't you hurry up and see your milk, your milk has been talking to you many times." Zhou shouted to his daughter while working.

"Oh, here we go." Qiao Zhen responded, and then, accompanied by Qiao Hong, they entered the main house together to see their grandmother who was paralyzed on the bed.