After cleaning up the room, Chang took Ah Xiu to the river at the entrance of the village to do laundry.

The sun was still shining, and Chang took a straw hat and put it on Ah Xiu.

The girl's skin is white, don't let the sun tan.

The two of them went all the way, and when they met their daughters-in-law and sons-in-law in the same village, they couldn't help but ask Chang's: "Ercai's family, your daughter-in-law?" ”

Chang's family had already let go of the words and wanted to get a little daughter-in-law for his son.

Now that the person came back, she didn't hide anything, and replied generously: "Yes, sooner or later, I have to take someone home, it's better to be early, and I can take care of my brother Tian'er." He has a lot of brains to read, and I, a mother, can't watch it all the time. ”

"That is, Song Tian's baby is good, and the master praises him."

Every time Chang's boasted, the other party would flatter her two sentences, Song Ercai was a child, and he was naturally superior and admired in front of the villagers who didn't know a single word.

It's just that those people can't help but pout after flattering, what do you mean it's better to take someone home early, to put it bluntly, you are in a hurry, and you are afraid that your scar-faced son will beat a single, so she bought a little daughter-in-law in advance.

But the little girl looks good, her little face is white, and her facial features are exquisite, she doesn't look like a country baby at all, and I don't know where Chang got it.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law came to the river, and the little daughters-in-law who were washing clothes saw another round of inquiries.

Chang Shi took the trouble to say everything that should have been said.

Hearing that it was a child daughter-in-law specially found for Song Tian, everyone was curious and pitiful.

Such a beautiful little girl with the burnt scar face Song Tian, flowers inserted into the cow dung.

Ah Xiu ignored the complicated gaze, Chang Shi spoke beside her, she rolled up her sleeves and pounded her clothes hard.

Her movements were clumsy, but she thrashed extremely seriously.

At that time, Song Tian, who had been away from home for an hour, returned home.

When he entered the door, he saw that there was no one in the house, and he was about to go into the room to read.

In the Song family, relying on his father, who can earn one or two silver dollars a month, and the Chang family, who dotes on him, unless Song Tian is happy, he doesn't have to work in the field.

A nine-year-old boy can't be half of the labor force, so he can do something no matter what.

The Song family hopes that he will be happy every day, but it is a pity that since the day of the governor, Song Tian has been nested at home except in the school, and even if he goes out, he doesn't know where he went, and he has never appeared in the field.

Pushing open the door, you will see the low bamboo bed and the light blue floral bag placed at the head of the bed.

Song Tian didn't have to think about it to know what was going on, and there was some helplessness in his eyes.

When his mother returned, he took the initiative to call someone to come to the room to talk.

"My son, what's wrong with you?"

The matter of finding a daughter-in-law for her son has been over, Chang's face was full of smiles all afternoon, and when she saw her son's depressed face, she put away the smile.

Song Tian pointed to the bamboo bed: "What's going on?" ”

Chang pursed his lips and smiled: "I'll let her live in and take care of your daily life, and there will be someone in the room to ask for warmth in the future." ”

The son is still young, Chang doesn't have any weird ideas, and what he says is what he thinks.

"Mother, I'm good alone, I don't need it at all."

Song Tian sat on a small chair, staring outside with a reluctant face.

She was scared silly before, and she didn't have nightmares when she really lived in a house.

"Tsk. You doll, why don't you know how to live? Reading late at night, there is a person who carries water and lights the lamp, what's wrong. ”

Chang's has already decided, and she doesn't care about her son's painless words at all.

"Mother, I just don't want to, if you let her live here, I'll move to the yard."

After all, he was only nine years old, and he couldn't find a good excuse, so Song Tian began to make a small temperament.

"Tian'er, what's wrong with you? Don't like Ah Xiu? ”

Chang couldn't figure it out, such a beautiful little girl, her son was obviously dumbfounded at first.

"I don't like it."

Song Tian said very simply, Chang was stunned, his eyes rolled half a circle and said: "In this way, that mother will return the person to Xi Pozi, and then find you a better one." I heard that the girl who was returned is not very easy to find someone else, this hand to hand, not to mention anything else, she is uncomfortable first, after all, who wants to buy and sell for others. ”

"Mother......

As soon as he heard that he was going to return her, Song Tian was a little unhappy, the little girl didn't do anything, he didn't want to affect the future of others because of himself.

"Tsk." Chang smiled: "Since you can't bear it, don't dislike others." Besides, there is no extra space at home, she doesn't live in your house, where does she live? ”

The Song family has three rooms, and several houses are already crowded, and it is definitely impossible to move the house again.

The son was so blocked that he couldn't speak, Chang smiled and left quickly.

As a mother, Chang naturally understands her son, and he must like Ah Xiu, but the children are a little shy.

In the yard, Ah Xiu was drying clothes on the edge of the vegetable shelf, completely unaware that he had finally come here and almost sold it.

The dinner in the evening was still made by her and Chang, and when it was dark, the Song family came back one after another.

After a day on the ground, everyone is tired enough, and they don't say much, and it's a serious thing to eat enough.

The meal in the evening is similar to noon, after eating the table, Ah Xiu brushes the pot and washes the dishes in the kitchen to boil hot water, no one needs to call, he is busy and gets up.

Chang looked very satisfied, took the initiative to take over the work of feeding the pigs, and asked her to fetch water to the room to wash her son first.

Ah Xiu scooped up the hot water and it quickly passed.

After dinner, the Song family usually sat in the hall for a while to talk about the crops in the fields and some locks.

Song Tian never participated in these occasions, and in the eyes of others, his personality was somewhat withdrawn, not only externally, but also internally.

Ah Xiu brought the water directly into the room, and Song Tian was reading a book under the oil lamp.

"Brother Tim, hot water is coming."

Ah Xiu is one year younger than Song Tian, although the identity of entering the door is a child daughter-in-law, but now it is not appropriate to call him at this age, so I will call him brother directly.

Knowing that she came in, Song Tianna could still read the book, and his body stiffened even more when he heard her call that brother.

It would be good if his mother found him a sister, but he was an adopted daughter-in-law, even if he was only nine years old, he knew what his daughter-in-law meant.

Seeing him sitting there motionless, Ah Xiu thought of Chang's words such as telling him to take good care of him, so he took the initiative to twist the handkerchief and send it to him.

The things were handed over, and it was impossible for Song Tian to continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb, so he lowered his head and took it, wiping his face indiscriminately.

Ah Xiu has been waiting beside him, waiting for him to finish washing, and took the initiative to pull the veil over.

After changing the basin and washing the feet and pouring water, Ah Xiu was there like a little maid serving the master, and every time Song Tian finished washing, she could accurately hand a handkerchief or move the basin away.

Is she used to doing these things before, Song Tian has such thoughts.

Sitting back at the table, Song Tian wanted to ignore the person in the room, and didn't want to hand a boiled egg to him again.