Chapter Title: Chapter 16 and Bear with Her

Chapter 16: Bear with her

Out of the school, Qiu Chen put down a major event and walked home with his two children happily. On the one hand, I sighed for the lack of familiarity and intimacy in the flash just now, although this bookish person is full of air and speaks very awkwardly, but the thick cultural literacy that is infiltrated into the bones is still very similar.

"Mother, I just saw everyone in the school writing! There is an elder brother who writes 'mountain'......" Ah Fu shook Qiu Chen's hand yearningly, and said proudly on his little face.

Qiu Chen naturally understood the little guy's thoughts and desires, so he smiled and said, "It seems that I remembered all the words Ah Fu last night, very good!" Then, Ah Fu will go home and eat well, and when he grows up, he will be able to come to school like those people. "The little guy is four years old, and if he goes to school at the age of six in two years, maybe Lin Xu hasn't left yet, and it will be very cheap for his uncle and nephew to study together.

"Well, well, I'm going to grow up!" Ah Fu naturally did not disagree, and nodded again and again to express his determination.

The mother and son walked home with a smile and a smile, because Liu Jialin's village was at the east and west ends, so they had to pass through the entire village all the way. It was still early in the morning, and I didn't meet a few people along the way, but it was the middle of the morning, and I went out to dig vegetables, wash clothes, and walk around the door, which was the time when the villagers were active, and I naturally met a lot of people along the way. Fortunately, Ah Fu is well-behaved and sensible, and he will always call people obediently when he sees them, so Qiu Chen followed suit, and he also recognized many people by the way.

When I got home, I was greeted by a woman in her thirties in a crimson shirt, grabbing a handful of melon seeds and snorting as she walked.

Ah Fu obediently called Xian Xian, Qiu Chen knew that Xian Xian here was the meaning of the eldest uncle, so he also called the eldest sister-in-law with a smile.

The woman's face was yellow, smeared with a layer of white powder, but she still couldn't cover the wrinkles on her face, watching Qiu Chen's mother and son spit out the melon seed skin in their mouths with a pop, and said with a smile: "Ouch, where did Shengzi and daughter-in-law go?" Dressed up so clustered, it seems that he is cured, and this face is happy! ”

Qiu Chen frowned, this woman's words were full of ridicule and insult!

Although Qiu Chen didn't know much about the affairs of the former master, he also knew that the former master was a gentle and temperamental, and he would not have any grudges with others, so why did he invite this woman to talk like this?

However, the words of the sister-in-law Liu in the school just now, although they were not pleasant, really reminded Qiu Chen of the situation. She is now a widow, and the Lin family is lonely and helpless, so she still handles things tactfully, and it is better not to intensify or not to intensify.

After such a discussion, Qiu Chen pulled out a perfunctory smile on his face: "Look at my sister-in-law, I see that my sister-in-law is dressed in a bright and gorgeous way, and she is really full of joy all over her body!" "The woman wore a rosé gown, and because it was burlap, it was unevenly dyed, and it was not right, but it was bright enough, but it was not very good-looking. With this woman's yellow face, it is really good enough for a good person.

As everyone knows, this sentence has become a compliment in the ears of the other party, and the meanness on his face has faded, and he pulled his shirt happily, and said proudly: "Yes, this is my sister-in-law's sister-in-law who brought it before, take a look, look, the color of the Nanli family is dyed, it is brighter than ours......

The woman was going to continue to show off, but Qiu Chen pulled the two children, raised his feet and left: "Sister-in-law, I still have something at home, I'll talk to you another day!" When the words fell, the mother had already walked more than a dozen steps away.

The woman was stunned for a moment, looked at the back of Qiu Chen's mother and son, and finally spat out the ground fiercely, muttering and scolding: "Phew, who is dressed up as a demon Qiaoqiao?" …… The soil on the man's grave has not dried up, and he can't stand it...... That dead ghost doesn't even have a grave......"

Qiu Chen's mother and son walked away, but they didn't hear those words, and she didn't take the woman's strange attitude and words to heart. Those people saw that they were either kind, or pity, or inquiry, or disdain...... With all kinds of eyes, Qiu Chen didn't take it to heart at all. She is modern is my self-improvement and self-reliance regardless of other people's character, even if I came here as a widow, although I will tolerate something, but it is just that before she is familiar with the environment, before she is enough to liliang self-improvement, she has to keep a low profile.

As for what others say, everyone has a mouth, she can't control it, and she won't pay attention to it. She has that kung fu, so she might as well think about how to make more money and improve the living conditions of herself and her three children!

Qiu Chen is not a good communicator, although he has consciously worked hard to integrate into this Shijie society, but he doesn't know it, but he still retains the habits of his previous life. In her previous life, she didn't have to pay attention to such an inexplicable person, and the other party wouldn't really affect you. But she ignored it, where she is now, she is no longer the one who advocates freedom and advocates **shijie.

When he returned home, there was a lot of firewood in the yard, but Lin Xu was not at home, Qiu Chen turned around and found that there were no wood-chopping axes, flat hemp ropes, etc., and he couldn't help laughing. This child, do you want to prepare all the firewood for the year?

Looking at the sky, it was almost noon, and Qiu Chen began to make lunch.

Yesterday the steamed buns were all eaten in the morning, and the flour had not yet opened in the morning. Qiu Chen was thinking about what to eat at noon, when he heard a 'clucking' cry, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Ah Fu also reacted and shouted happily: "Mother, our hen has laid eggs!" ”

Ah Fu happily climbed to the chicken coop with a small bench, and held two white-skinned eggs for a moment and said happily: "Mother, two!" ”

Behind Ah Man and Ah Fu, while clapping their little hands, they carefully stretched out their little hands to touch the two eggs that were still warm. The joy on the faces of the two children also infected Qiu Chen, and she waved her hand haughtily: "Just steam this egg for you into egg custard!" ”

In the egg custard steamer, Qiu Chen began to wash the radish and rub the shreds, ready to make radish cake.

The shredded radish is rubbed and the egg custard is steamed. Qiu Chen brought out the egg custard, let the two children sit around the low table, she dried the egg custard until it was lukewarm, and then one person divided the spoon and let them eat it themselves.

Aman was still a little clumsy with the spoon, but he also worked hard to be self-reliant, rubbing it on his face or rubbing it on his nose.

Ah Fu naturally didn't say anything with a spoon, but he ate slower than Ah Man. He was not in a hurry to eat the spoon, but leaned over and sniffed the aroma of the egg custard, as if it would be wasted if he didn't smell it. Then, he took the spoon and scraped it a little bit against the edge of the bowl, put it in his mouth, and then closed his eyes and sipped it slowly, savoring it carefully, as if he was not eating a simple egg custard, but something very rare and delicacies...... Even if he cherished it so much, Ah Fu was not willing to eat it all by himself, he scooped a spoonful of egg custard, raised it to Qiu Chen's mouth tremblingly, and said happily: "Mother, you eat!" ”

Looking at the four-year-old child's wide, dark eyes, looking at himself expectantly, and watching his little hand raise a spoonful of egg custard to his mouth, Qiu Chen was sad and a little relieved.

Such a good child, it's her son!

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