Xiangqin thought that she was out of the bitter sea of the Li family, and the days after her would be sunny, and in these days of the Duan family, she not only took care of her body, but also saw that there were few fuel-efficient lamps in this family.

Duan Erhua and Feng Lanhua in the courtyard wished to inherit the inheritance from Duan Wen and the Dou family as soon as possible, and they had nothing to do all day long and shouted for Duan Wen to send Duan Qiuping and Xiangqin's mother and daughter away, lest their mother and daughter stand in the middle of the two families, and Duan Wen would share a penny less for the couple after his death.

Duan Yongyuan of the Southern Courtyard can eat and be capable, and he has not done anything at a young age, so it is not a big problem. It's just that his mother Xue Danfeng has been living in the shadow of Duan Zhenghua's death and refuses to come out, she has always been silent, except for her son, she doesn't communicate with anyone.

As soon as Xiangqin was in good health, she went to say hello to Xue Danfeng, the eldest concubine in the Southern Courtyard, and never heard a word from her to the end.

Except for these people, there is no need to mention Duan Qiuping, who feels sorry for herself all day long in the small courtyard.

Every time he cooks, Dou is able to save money, whether it is rice or white noodles, he is reluctant to use more, just enough to eat.

Every time she saw that she was shabby, Duan Qiuping would fiddle with the extra bags of rice and noodles, as if reminding, "It must be a good family in the village who takes pity on me and Xiangqin and helps our family with so much food......

It is not a long story, but a week ago, on a dark night in the autumn wind, there was a few knocks on the door of the small courtyard, and Parsley got down from the bed, put on her clothes and went to open the door, and there was not even a figure on the left and right, but there was a bag of rice, a bag of white flour, and a small bag of cloth flour at the door.

Dou Shi, who was cooking, glanced at Duan Qiuping, who was smiling and contented, and really didn't bother to say anything about her.

Xiangqin observed her words and knew that Dou was unhappy, so she catered to her thoughts and said a few words to Duan Qiuping, "Mother, can you not keep this sentence on your lips, what a good thing it is to say that we are pitiful." The people who ask for food on the road are also pitiful, just thinking about letting people give alms, what do you think is the difference between us and those who ask for food? ”

There is parsley sandwiched between Duan Wen and Duan Qiuping, the old one is less angry, and the young one is less angry. Dou really felt that he hadn't given Parsley so many nutritious things in vain during this time.

This girl is sensible and knows the situation at home, and when she had the strength to walk on the ground more than a week ago, she didn't let the second elder buy supplements at any extra cost. Dou likes her granddaughter more than his own daughter.

Seeing that Duan Qiuping had nothing to do, Dou asked her to work, "Qiuping, go and turn over the ground by the wall at the door and plant a few lettuce." ”

Duan Qiuping has become a little lazy at home for a few days, "It's going to be winter soon, and I can't plant anything that can be planted." ”

It's like this every year, Duan Qiuping doesn't know, but she wants to grab one more season of lettuce before winter. Regardless of whether the lettuce grows strong or thin, at least there is an extra dish on the table to sacrifice teeth, which is better than drinking batter every day.

"If you don't have more food, what can I feed you two to eat? Drink the northwest wind! Seeing Duan Qiuping's reluctance, Dou knew that she wanted to push the farm work on Xiangqin. Her daughter's thoughts, Dou can't see it? Dou Shi hurriedly said to Xiangqin: "Xiangqin, go to the South Courtyard and ask your grandfather to come back for dinner."

"Hey." Parsley put her hands into her sleeves and walked away.

The road to the south courtyard is not far, there are two alleys, and Parsley has counted carefully, and it is less than a hundred steps to walk.

For a person as weak as Parsley, the autumn winds in November are as cold as the cold winds in the bitter winter. Therefore, she always wears an extra piece of clothing when she goes out than others. It was precisely because she was afraid of the cold that Dou made her several clothes, but they were all changed from the old clothes she and Duan Wen wore.

The south courtyard was in front of him, and before Xiangqin reached the door, there was a knocking sound behind him. As the sound got closer, a whirring pant could be heard.

She was about to look back to see whose untied cow had run out and gone mad, but before she could turn around, she was dazzled, as if a figure had passed by quickly.

It turned out not to be a cow......

Look at the man's chubby figure, it looks like an animal next to him......

Parsley looked at it and recognized the fat man. This is the son of Duan Wen's brothers, that is, her second grandfather's family. According to the seniority, she should call the fat man "uncle".

The fat man whose feet were not proportional to his body shape was named Duan Xiang, he was panicked at the moment, and his two small eyes looked straight behind Xiangqin.

Xiangqin followed his gaze, looked back, and saw that the second grandfather Duan Wu not far away came slowly with a broom. Looking at his breathless appearance, it seems that he is not light.

The body shapes of Duan Wu and Duan Xiang's father and son can be said to be very different, one is thin and tall, the other is short and fat, and once made a joke because of this, and many people persuaded the father and son to confess their relatives with blood. Duan Wu sometimes wondered if Duan Xiang's baby was his own......

As soon as Duan Xiang entered the South Courtyard, he went to Duan Wen to complain, "Uncle, my father said that he was going to pick my skin, and you don't care!" ”

Listen, should I say that he is wronged, or should I say that he is right?

"He said to pick your skin, not once or twice, when did he do what he said?" This farce between father and son, Duan Wen has long been common. What's more, he knew that Duan Wu had a son, and he loved Duan Xiang from the bottom of his heart, so he wouldn't really be unhappy with the child.

As soon as Duan Wu appeared in the North Courtyard, Duan Xiang ran behind Duan Wen and hid. With his figure, the two Duan Wen can't stop him.

Duan Wu's face was pale, and he was angry enough to stand firm on the ground with a broom. He glared at Duan Wen's pouting belly behind him, and slammed the ground twice with a broom handle to threaten, "You loser, come over to me!" Brother, let me see, I have to clean up this kid today! ”

Duan Xiang emerged from behind Duan Wen and glanced at Duan Wu gloatingly, "Dare to be majestic in front of the uncle, who will borrow your courage?" ”

After speaking, he looked up, and sure enough, he saw that Duan Wen's face was unpleasant.

Seeing Duan Wen's gloomy face, Duan Wu was awkward for a while. As the head of a village, he dared to shout loudly in front of anyone, but he didn't dare to lose his temper in front of his brother. In the early years, when he caught up with the war, almost all the food in the village was robbed, and he caught up with the famine, Duan Wu was still young at that time, if Duan Wen hadn't gone to dig wild vegetables to beg on the street, he would have become a starving ghost like his father and mother. Therefore, Duan Wu not only respected Duan Wen, but was even more grateful to him.

Duan Xiang just saw that Duan Wu didn't dare to play tricks in front of Duan Wen, so he would take refuge in Duan Wen when he returned.

Duan Wen straightened his waist and taught Duan Wu a lesson with his brother's shelf, "Make trouble all day long, and I'm not afraid to show jokes to the people in the village!" ”

Even whether his son was his own or not was laughed at by the village all over again, his old face was lost by the fat loser, what else did Duan Wu care about.

When it comes to it, it is a stomach, Duan Wu doesn't believe that the same thing is spread on the short article, he can control his good temper.

Duan Wu walked up to Duan Wen, and as soon as he saw him approaching, Duan Xiang slipped into the kitchen and hid in the kitchen.

"Brother, you give me a comment-you know about Qiuhe's going to school in the county seat in September, I asked this kid to bring three hundred yuan to his sister's living expenses-" The more Duan Wu spoke, the more angry he became, and at the end he yelled at the top of his throat, "You know what he did for me!" ”