"What are you thinking about all day long, little brain?"

Zhuang Qingning looked at her like this, but also understood her worries at this time, smiled helplessly, and explained: "Is it really true that my sister wants to cut people and kill people?" ”

"For that kind of person, it's not worth doing anything, my sister just wants to let their family have a long memory, so as not to only know and worry about other people's money all day long."

"What is that sister going to do......" Zhuang Qingsui wiped a handful of tears and sobbed.

"Well, it depends on whether the big flower is diligent or not." Zhuang Qingning blinked.

Dahua is a cat in the village, and I don't know where it came from, because of the black, white and orange color on its body, it is called Dahua.

Big flower is an ownerless cat, often this family runs, that family stays, eat a bite of this family's leftovers, catch that mouse, because the big flower personality is docile and not picky eater, do not hurt people do not say, catch mice and catch diligent, so it wanders in each household, others are not disgusted, sometimes when there are many mice in the house, but also specially come to find the big flower to catch mice at home.

In the past, the flower butcher's family slaughtered pigs and sheep, and there were many things in the water, and the daughter-in-law of the flower butcher was a cat who liked cats, and often took things to feed the cats, and Dahua especially liked to come here.

Although no one fed it because of the death of the flower butcher and his wife, Dahua still frequented it from time to time, starting from Zhuang Qingning to beg for food, and often basking in the sun on this side of the wall.

At this moment, after eating two meat dumplings, Dahua was leisurely licking the hair on her front paws.

"Big flowers?" Zhuang Qingsui was stunned again.

The big flower who licked the hair also tilted her head: "Meow? ”

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The next morning, the rooster crows three times, and the families start to get up and tidy up the yard, cook or work in the fields.

Zhuang Ruman's family is no exception.

Open the yard door, sweep the yard of the house, and get ready for breakfast and work.

It's just that when the courtyard door was opened, Song was scared "Wow" and sat on the ground.

"What's going on here squeaking and screaming, and you don't let people live in peace in the morning?"

Zhuang Ruman, who came back in fear, almost sprinkled all his grievances on the Song family.

I only feel that the reason why I am so passive now is because of the stupid mother-in-law of the Song family.

This early in the morning, I was almost deaf by this scream, and I became more and more impatient, and I only felt that this Song family was simply a veritable mourning star.

"The ...... of the house" Song couldn't say a word, only pointed to the wooden courtyard door that was some years old with trembling hands.

Zhuang Ruman looked at it smoothly, and his face changed.

Several rats hung on the door panel in unison, and each of them was disemboweled, bloody, and disgusting to look at.

This is what Zhuang Qingning said yesterday, this matter is not over yet.

It means that if you provoke their family again, they will be killed, and their entire family will be disemboweled, and everyone will not survive?

Zhuang Ruman thought of this, and Zhuang Qingning's eyes like poisonous snakes and beasts yesterday appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but shiver again.

It's really just a little girl, just like the mouse hanging on this door, it's very inconspicuous, but the mouse can gnaw people.

If this girl goes crazy, she really won't be afraid of anything.

During this period of time, it is better to provoke this girl less.

But in front of the Song family, Zhuang Ruman refused to show the slightest timidity, and only cleared his throat and shouted: "It's just a few mice, have you never shot to death or never stepped on to death?" Hurry up and pick it up. ”

"I don't know where the wild cat came from to do this immoral thing, and I don't have bad luck......"

"You hurry up and pick up, make breakfast, there is a market in the town today, I will pick up the eggs and carry them to the town to sell later, and then see if there is any work."

In the future, there is more land to spend money, and the work in the field drags him down too hard, and the long-term work is not possible, so he has to see if there is any short-term work, and he can earn some money before the farm is busy.

Let's take a look at where Zhuang Qinghe can go out to work, so as not to let this lazy girl be at home, only know how to be lazy and don't know how to work.

Zhuang Ruman was thinking about this, straightened out the clothes he had just put on in a panic, and tied his belt again.

Recently, I have eaten less oil and water, and my belt has tightened an inch in.

When Song heard that Zhuang Ruman was going to pick up the eggs, his face suddenly changed, and he said, "What's that...... The head of the house, our eggs, seem to have been pulled away by the weasel for a few ......"

Weasel?

Zhuang Ruman raised his head: "How do you know that the weasel took away the eggs, you have counted the eggs?" ”

"No, I just guessed......" Song's voice became lower and lower.

"Can you guess that the weasel took the egg?" Zhuang Ruman slapped Song in the face: "I see that you are stealing food!" ”

"Losers, eggs, that's what you can eat? Lao Tzu is reluctant to eat, you still eat secretly, say, how many have you eaten? ”

Zhuang Ruman was originally very dissatisfied with the Song family's previous provocation of Zhuang Qingning, and this time he spilled all his anger, and the slap was ruthless and urgent, and Song's face suddenly swollen by half.

"Five ......"

Song Shi stretched out five fingers tremblingly, covered his face and shed tears, and hurriedly explained: "It was yesterday that the lotus girl had to eat at noon, I didn't stop it, thinking that the egg was knocked into the pot, and if you don't eat it, it won't work, so you ......."

Zhuang Ruman looked at Song with cold eyes, and his teeth clattered.

It's a shame that the Song family looks obedient to him on weekdays, but at this time, he is hiding it from him for the ignorant Zhuang Qinghe.

The eggs are knocked into the pot, even if you want to eat them, you can't go past him to share them, isn't this not what is it that doesn't put him in your eyes?

The more Zhuang Ruman thought about it, the more angry he became, and he directly pulled out a firewood pole from the high stack of firewood in the yard, and greeted Song Shi.

"Dad, what are you doing, what are you doing beating your mother......" Zhuang Qinghe, who came out of the movement, opened his mouth and wanted to persuade him.

Zhuang Ruman's eyes were full of eyes, and the firewood pole in his hand was pumped towards Zhuang Qinghe.

All of a sudden, the screams of crying fathers and mothers in the courtyard resounded through half of the village.

I haven't asked yet, so I won't confess myself, it's really stupid, and I can't reason without being beaten.

Zhuang Yuanzhong, who slipped out of the yard, couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, touched his nose and thought for a while, and then looked for a bird's nest to dig out the bird's eggs.