Chapter Seventy-Eight: Joy (Part 3)
Qiao Chaoyang was originally the magistrate of Dingyuan, and most of the people in this quarantine area were his eyeliner except for the people brought by Wang Jing. ''The matter involved Qiao Xinyan, and someone immediately went to sue him, otherwise he wouldn't have come so timely.
Although the subordinate said vaguely, after Qiao Chaoyang asked the fat cook, it was almost clear.
He sat down, wrote a letter to Liu Chengfang, and sighed heavily.
Qiao Xinyan, a little girl who doesn't leave the door and doesn't go out of the door, how could she go directly to Dingyuan as soon as the Hou Shizi of Jinghai had an accident, and she didn't have to think about it to know that it was the old lady and the eldest lady who did it behind her back, and his mother was the one who added fuel to the fire.
From his sensible knowledge, the grandmother who is in power in the family is actually a person who is not related to him, and his uncle is her old man's own son, so that his children can get her favor, but his father is a kind of storage that should not be stored in zĂ i.
No matter how good the old lady is to him, she will not go over the uncle's room. There is no calculation behind it.
As he grows up, he begins to understand that people who are good to you on the surface may not be really good to you, and people who are strict with you on the surface are not necessarily really strict with you.
But my father doesn't understand, my mother doesn't understand either, and my sister only knows how to be arrogant, but she doesn't have a long brain.
He even thought about the gangsters, so forget it, fight cocks and lackeys all day long, raise crickets, fight, and become a famous little bully in Haozhou Mansion, I just hope that one day my grandmother will say to him as sternly as a lobby brother, "It's not right for you to do this, be careful I let you smoke you!" â
But I didn't wait.
Until one day, a fat and chubby little ball said to him with a smile, "A humble gentleman, gentle as jade".
He used all his efforts to finally reach the height she described, thinking that it would not take long to leave that swamp-like home with her, but now that Qiao Xinyan is making trouble, I am afraid that it will be a few years later.
However, fortunately, she is only thirteen this year, and the girls of Da Zhou usually don't get married until they are sixteen or seventeen years old, so he should still have time to plan slowly.
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Qiao Chaoyang sent Qiao Xinyan back to Qiao's Mansion in the waning moon.
deliberately explained to Liu: "It's better to settle my sister's marriage first, she will get into trouble sooner or later." But the mother must remember that no matter what the old lady says, she must not marry her sister to Hualiang. â
Liu's face fell at that time, "No matter how I do, I will never marry Yan'er to such a livestock, you can rest assured." â
The Liu family had already heard of the angry things that Hua Liang had done, and he was unwilling to let Qiao Xinyan marry such a man.
The disaster situation in Dingyuan is strict, and all kinds of waste are waiting to be rebuilt, and Qiao Zhixian doesn't know how many things have not been done in his hands. Seeing that he had explained to his mother, Qiao Chaoyang instructed a confidant to pay attention to the affairs of the family, and he didn't even bother to eat breakfast, and hurried back to Dingyuan.
The fat cook was entrusted by Wang Jing and brought him a sentence, "The prefect's wife is sick, and Miss Jing and they are all taken back by Hui Ye to serve the sick." â
Qiao Chaoyang nodded lightly, indicating that he understood.
It was his idea to let the Liu family pick up people, so it was not unexpected.
Wang Jing was very anxious along the way, "Third brother, what kind of illness does my mother have?" â
Liu Yonghui buried his head in the road, "I don't know, the fourth uncle only told me this." â
Answering is the same as not answering.
The carriage happened to pass by a Zhuangzi, and a group of children were laughing and playing under the bean pear tree, and there were faint nursery rhymes floating into their ears.
Sugar clove tree, white flowers, pot wine, pick up in-laws.
I sat down with my in-laws, and I said a word to my in-laws.
Tell your daughter to sweep the floor and pick up a broom to play tricks.
Tell your daughter to bring in a handful of firewood, and bring in the arrears.
Tell your daughter to grind and grind, and sit on the mill and cry for her mother-in-law.
Tell your daughter to scoop a bowl of rice and sit on the urn and.
Tell your daughter to carry a load of water and squat in the well to wash the.
Tell your daughter to pick a handful of vegetables and pick flowers while hiding in the garden.
Tell your daughter to pluck a green onion,......
I don't know how many abandoned babies are not as good as slaves and maids.
Liu Zhangwan has a family surnamed Yang, and picked up a girl as old as Wang Jing to be a child daughter-in-law, named Xiangqiao. In the winter, I slept in the wheat straw pile next to the stove, and I was afraid of the cold and stuck my feet into the ashes of the burning stove. The mother-in-law of the Yang family knew about it, and directly poured two scoops of cold water on the ashes of the plants and trees every night. Waited until Xiangqiao could cook alone, fried a plate of soybean sprouts, didn't know that it was raw and cooked, pinched one and put it in his mouth to taste, just happened to be seen by the mother-in-law, grabbed it and took the tongs and directly burned half of his lips.
Poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people. The methods are simple, barbaric, brutal and brutal, even if they are killed, no one will ask.
In comparison, how could Wang Jing not feel lucky.
Although she and the Zhang family are not mother and daughter, they are better than mother and daughter, and sometimes they treat her better than their son Liu Yongan. Hearing that Zhang's illness was wrong, Wang Jing was more nervous than anyone else, and she didn't even pack her things, so she rushed home.
When I thought of going home, the Zhang family was directing the mother-in-law to pick osmanthus flowers.
Seeing Wang Jing enter the courtyard, Zhang was slightly stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled: "Nini is back, I was saying that I picked some osmanthus pickled flowers, so that I could make the wine-stuffed balls you like to eat." â
Her expression was extremely happy, but her eyes were very swollen, and when she saw a dry woman standing in the yard, she couldn't help but bow her head and rub it.
Since beating Wang Jing and going to Dingyuan, she can't help but worry all day and night, sometimes dreaming in the middle of the night that she is looking for her everywhere, and she doesn't dare to tell Liu Chengfang, for fear that he will also worry.
Wang Jing saw that her feelings were a little low, and she thought it was because of illness, so she intuitively thought about it and grabbed her arm. When I walked up, I remembered that the clothes were worn back from the epidemic area, "I'll change my clothes first, and then I'll come over to accompany my mother." â
Zhang nodded.
When Wang Jing finished changing clothes, she saw Zhang leaning on the recliner and falling asleep.
Is it really sick?
Wang Jing quietly squatted next to her to check her pulse.
The results were mixed.
I'm pregnant!
Nearly two months pregnant!
As a mother of two, she didn't know anything about it, and someone told her that she was "sick".
Before Wang Jing put her wrist down, she had already woken up.
"Anyway, it's nothing, so let's sleep a little longer." Wang Jing patted her hand.
"Somehow, I've been sleepy lately, and I don't want to move at all, so I feel tired and don't want to touch the needle." Zhang yawned and said, "What are you doing with your frowning eyebrows?" Is it really sick? â
When she said this, Wang Jing's brows relaxed, tilting her head and looking at her with a smile.
"I guess I'm going to have more brothers."
Zhang's face turned red all of a sudden!
"This ...... Impossible, right...... Your brother is almost eighteen years old. She muttered.
What a shame!
"My wife is still so young, what's impossible." There was a rough woman who picked osmanthus flowers and said with a smile, "In our Zhuangzi, there are many people who are still giving birth to dolls at the age of forty or fifty." â
The maid in the courtyard came to her senses, and immediately came over to congratulate Zhang, and congratulated Zhang and Wang Jing.
"A penny for each person." Wang Jing said with a smile.
Everyone inevitably came to thank you again.
Wang Jing said: "I'm ...... It's for my wife. If my wife doesn't give me money, it's useless for you to thank me. â
Everyone laughed, "My wife has a body, and the affairs of the family must not be managed by the girl." â
was talking and laughing, but saw the cuckoo come over and ask: "The girl of the Zhao family knows that the girl is back, and someone came to ask when she is free, saying that she is coming to visit the girl." â
Wang Jing laughed, "I just came back, I have to clean up, let her come over the day after tomorrow." (To be continued.) )>