Chapter 3: Chance
At this time, Gao An immediately interrupted, "Dad, if something really happened today, it would ruin Sister Qiao'er's life, and now nothing has happened, it is also because Sister Qiao'er saved herself by wit." ”
The old man Gao was blocked, his face was red, and his ears were red.
Gao An said word by word, "Dad, Sister Qiao is my mother, I can't let her be bullied for nothing, there is no one to call the shots, if my father chooses Aunt Yun today, you have the right to not have my son." ”
The words were categorical, and the courtyard was silent.
Gao Li cried even more.
"Shut up!"
Bai Qiao was annoyed by this woman's quarrel, "If you want to write off this matter, you can write it off, you have to break up!" The village chief testifies that from today onwards, Gao An and I will have nothing to do with you. ”
What the? Separation?
Gao Li's eyes immediately lit up, and he nodded in agreement, "Village Chief, we promised to divide the family, and we will divide it now!" ”
Bai Qiao looked at Gao An, but he didn't say anything.
Not speaking is acquiescence.
"Village chief, you can be a witness, today's incident is not that my husband abandoned my father, but that this stepmother can't tolerate my husband and wife, and if there is gossip in the future, I hope the village chief will uphold justice."
Gao Laohan wanted to speak several times, but was strongly interrupted by Gao Li, he had no idea, so he had to sit on the dirt slope and smoke dry tobacco.
"Dad, the old house in the east of the village was left by my grandmother, and we will move there from today, and we have to trouble the village chief to write a document to prove it."
The paperwork was ready, and the two parties pressed their handprints, so that the separation of the family became a foregone conclusion.
"In the future, if there is anything you can do, you just have to ask, and there is no neighbor in the village who will not help."
The village chief looked at the scattered people in the house, and finally patted Gao An on the shoulder and sighed.
Gao An carefully put the paperwork into his pocket and said lightly to Bai Qiao, "Let's go." ”
Bai Qiao slowly pushed Gao An forward along the memory, and at this time, the sun was setting, and the two were facing the sunset.
The unknown world has no future, what will happen in the future?
"Don't be afraid, tomorrow I will go to the market to write for people, and food and clothing will always be no problem." A light voice said with a touch of warmth.
Bai Qiao suddenly raised a smile and strode forward, no matter what, the future is not alone.
Walking into the courtyard, Bai Qiao thought they were exaggerating, until she saw the dilapidated courtyard, she was messy.
The weeds in the courtyard were almost knee-deep, cobwebs were everywhere, and the wooden houses were crooked, as if they were about to collapse with a blow.
Bai Qiao rolled up his sleeves and began to pull weeds.
It wasn't until the sky in the distance turned inky blue and the moon was already high that the courtyard began to see its size.
Some villagers took pots and pans from their own homes, and the mattresses were soft and soft, and they were slightly tidied up, but there were also fireworks.
"It's not early, you guys should rest early, and we'll clean up early tomorrow morning."
thanked everyone again and again, and the two of them lay on the bed board with their clothes together, and the tiredness suddenly hit.
Bai Qiao wanted to talk to Shuai Fujun, but he couldn't bear the sleepiness and closed his eyes.
Early the next morning, before dawn, Bai Qiao rubbed his gurgling stomach and went out.
The dilapidated house had no food except wood and earth, and now that there was a shortage of money, she had to try her luck in the woods behind the house.
Bai Qiao yawned, looked around, and suddenly saw a wild boar that seemed to be clattering to the ground behind the tree.
She woke up instantly, squinted her eyes and walked forward quietly.
Just as he was about to pounce on him, the wild boar moved, and fled with a glare.
Bai Qiao's hungry legs were weak now, and when he saw it running, he was angry, and subconsciously threw his ten fingers forward.
I saw ten extremely thin ultraviolet red threads shooting out from the tips of my fingers, binding the wild boar and unable to move.