When Mu Zichuan carried the water into the courtyard gate for the second time, he happened to meet Widow Liu coming out of the warehouse.

Widow Liu's face was a little unsightly, and she muttered all the way.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Mu Zichuan asked.

Widow Liu said: "I just went to the warehouse to get something, and the charcoal seems to be missing." I don't know if I'm misremembering or what......"

Mu Zichuan's face turned red, and he lowered his head weakly and didn't dare to look at Widow Liu's eyes.

"Xu is my mother is mistaken, the mouse doesn't gnaw that!"

He whispered, and walked quickly into the stove with water.

Widow Liu followed her into the stove room and began to add water to make lunch.

"Mother, do you want me to help you wash the vegetables?"

Mu Zichuan asked.

Widow Liu scooped her hand for a moment, and her face fell.

"What are you talking about? You are a man and a scholar, how can you do what a woman does in a stove room? ”

Mu Zichuan's face flushed.

"Mother, in fact, there is no distinction between high and low......"

He whispered.

I've been pondering Qing'er's words all the way today.

Kindness is not important, and things are not expensive or cheap.

Books, read them attentively.

But it can't be too high and ungrounded.

"Mother, the reader can also help her mother wash rice and vegetables." Mu Zichuan spoke again.

However, before he could finish his words, Widow Liu's face fell.

"No, you can't do it, you will be a person who wants to do great things in the future, but you must not be bound by the smoke of the stove!"

"Mother......

"Go out, go out, have this kung fu and this grinding, it's better to write a few more words......"

Widow Liu pushed Mu Zichuan out of the stove room and closed the door of the stove room with her backhand.

Mu Zichuan stood at the door of the stove room, looking confused.

Finally, he shook his head and sighed softly, and went back to the Westinghouse to immerse himself in his studies.

Soon, lunch was ready.

Widow Liu took Mu Zichuan's share on a tray and sent it to his West House.

Seeing that he was writing hard at the desk, Widow Liu nodded with satisfaction.

She put the dishes and chopsticks on the table, turned around and walked out of the house, and went back to the stove room to eat her own meal.

Outside the courtyard, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Widow Liu poked her head out of the stove room, "Who?" ”

Outside the courtyard gate, a woman's laughter was heard.

"Sister-in-law of the Mu family, I am from the second room of the old Yang family, come to talk to you about something, you open the door!"

The second room of the old Yang family?

Widow Liu was a little puzzled, but she still walked over and opened the courtyard door.

At the gate of the courtyard, Yang stood there with a smile.

In his hand, he was carrying a small bag.

Widow Liu glanced at the small bag, and only felt a little familiar.

For a while, I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

"Sister-in-law of the Mu family, I'm at your door, you just let me stand at the mouth of this courtyard and talk, isn't it?"

Yang asked with a smile.

Widow Liu came back to her senses and turned sideways to get out of the way: "Come in." ”

Yang flashed into the courtyard and went straight to the hall in front of him.

was stopped by Widow Liu.

"My family Zichuan is in the Westinghouse, I can't disturb it, if you have anything to say, go to the stove room and say it!"

Yang was stunned, a little annoyed in his heart.

I feel that this widow Liu is too unkind.

According to Yang's temperament, he can't wait to make trouble immediately.

But thinking of the purpose of this trip, Yang smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"Oh, I didn't think it right. Zichuan Wenshu That's a big deal, let's go to the stove room and say, don't make a noise with him. ”

Yang went to the stove room lightly.

Seeing that the Yang family was so knowledgeable, Widow Liu finally had a smile on her face.

In the stove room, Widow Liu handed Yang a small stool and poured another bowl of hot tea.

Then, she sat down on the rolling stone at the door of the stove with her rice bowl in her hand, and asked Yang while eating: "Don't beat around the bush, let's say, what's the matter with coming to me?" ”

Yang smiled: "My sister-in-law is a happy person, then I will get straight to the point." ”

"I'm here today to discuss with my sister-in-law about your children's family affairs." Yang said.

Widow Liu raised her head and glanced at Yang.

"What's the matter with children? Don't understand. Liu said.

Yang pouted: "I just praised my sister-in-law for being a happy person, look, is this pretending to be confused?" ”

"Naturally, it's your family Zichuan, my family Lan'er's relatives!" Yang said.

"Looking at these ten miles and eight townships, your family is talented, and my family is beautiful."

"A real man and a woman are a natural pair!"

Yang didn't notice Widow Liu's face darkening a little.

Still smashing his mouth there, dancing and talking.

"I'm here this time, and I don't know what supplements to bring."

"Later, my Lan'er said that Zichuan had to read at night, and his hands were cold and his pen was shaking."

"My Lan'er asked me to bring a few catties of first-class charcoal to make a fire for Zichuan to warm up at night!"

"Look, my girl will have trouble coming......"

"Are you done farting?"

Widow Liu Huo Di stood up and pointed to the door of the stove room.

Widow Liu's hands are shaking: "When the fart is finished, let the old lady get out!" ”

Yang was stunned, and looked up at Widow Liu without blinking.

"You're still not leaving, are you?"

Widow Liu scolded, put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand, and dragged Yang from the stool to the door of the courtyard.

"Hey, sister-in-law of the Mu family, what are you doing? Is there something you can't say? ”

"Get out!"

"How much dowry do you want, these two children are more than right~"

"Get out!"

Widow Liu pushed Yang out of the courtyard door and closed the courtyard door with her backhand.

Yang also wanted to come and bang on the door, but his nose hit the door, and his eyes were full of pain.

Yang was also annoyed, and stood at the gate of the courtyard with his waist crossed and scolded.

"Who? Crazy woman, is it really a treasure to be your son? ”

"Isn't it just a poor sour talent? Before I could get hit, this nose hole went up to the sky! ”

"Whew!"

A basin of water poured out of the courtyard and poured Yang on his heart.

Yang was at the door like a chicken in soup, jumping to his feet and scolding.

I was so shocked that all the neighbors next door came out to see the excitement.

In the courtyard, Mu Zichuan also came out of the hall.

"Mother, what's going on?" He asked with a confused expression.

Widow Liu turned her head to look at her son and gritted her teeth fiercely.

Widow Liu rushed over, grabbed Mu Zichuan's ears and dragged him into the stove room.

"Look what this is!"

Widow Liu pointed to the small charcoal bag left on the ground by the Yang family and questioned Mu Zichuan.

The moment Mu Zichuan saw the charcoal bag, he was stunned.

Isn't this the five catties of charcoal he sent to Qing'er last day?

Why are you back?

When Widow Liu saw her son like this, she suddenly understood something.

The woman was filled with grief and indignation, and her hands clenched into fists and pounded on Mu Zichuan's shoulders.

"You unfilial son, tell me quickly, who did you steal the charcoal from the house and give it to?"

Even though Liu's fist fell on him like raindrops, he still froze in place and didn't move.

In my ears, the mother's scolding gradually faded away.

He couldn't feel the pain either.

The boy froze in place like a clay carved wooden statue.

Qingxiu's eyebrows were tightly locked.

In my heart, in my mind, I was thinking about one thing over and over again.

That is, Qing'er said it well and accepted his heart.

Why? Why send it back?

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