Zhou cried, and it was called a cry, as if he had died of his mother's son.

Hong frowned: "It's not a joke to howl you." Hurry inside. ”

The Song family has a child, and he is also a figure with a head and face in the village, and the Hong family wants face.

"Mother, why don't you talk about her?"

The Zhou family was so uncomfortable, just because the second child was a child, and his mother-in-law was biased everywhere, and she wanted to take the second family's habits to heaven.

The more this is the case, the more she wants to confess Brother Hong'er, and when his son comes out, she, the mother, will be able to turn over.

"Alright, let's go inside. Isn't it just to buy a little daughter-in-law, Brother Tian will still have to spend this money when he grows up, sooner or later. ”

Hong ignored the crying of his eldest daughter-in-law, pushed the person away, and went in first.

"Mother, can it be the same as taking the door now? After spending that money, you can directly go to the ground to give birth to a baby and pass on the ancestry. Now take it back, dress and eat, that is not money, can this be the same? ”

Zhou's was unrelenting, Hong's was impatient, and he turned his head and said: "Dare to love that little girl who can't work if she buys it back, we have to provide her with good food and clothing?" I don't want to think that you have three children in the big room and a single seedling in the second room, so you should have one more child, so much to say. ”

The Hong family is less than fifty, not only does he have a lot of strength in his body, but his mother-in-law manages the Song family's dozen people, and her words are naturally dignified, except for the old man Song in this family, who dares not to listen to her.

When it came to the child, Zhou was so blocked that he couldn't speak.

At this time, Chang Shi under the eaves came over with a smile, took the bamboo basket in Hong's hand and said, "Mother, what you say is reasonable." Don't look at the little girl who is only eight years old, Mrs. Xi said, people are diligent, and they don't lose money by spending that little money. You see, in the time we're talking, we're all busy in the kitchen. ”

Xi Pozi is a native of the town, and Chang bought Ah Xiu back through her hands.

There was a lot of trouble in the yard, Ah Xiu just brought the bowl into the kitchen and never came out, and he was really washing the pot inside.

Chang is secretly proud, the little girl is a discerning one.

Sure enough, there were some noises coming from the kitchen, and Hong nodded and said, "Mrs. Xi is doing things really." It's just that the heart is black and makes a lot of money.

"Mother, I knew it was good to find her."

Chang smiled and shouted to the kitchen: "Ah Xiu, quickly get a basin of water and wash your hands."

"Here we are."

The man in the kitchen replied crisply, and after a while, he came out with water in a wooden basin.

This is the first time that Ah Xiu has shown her face in front of everyone, and everyone looked at this eight-year-old girl and was stunned.

This watery and spirited appearance doesn't look like a little girl who sells her body. If it weren't for the coarse cloth clothes on her body, and the two little puppets on her head were empty, this delicate little face like a flower, I would think that it was the daughter of a family.

Zhou only cared about quarreling before, and he didn't see what the little girl looked like, and he became jealous again.

Song Tian's burnt scarred face, isn't this little girl just a flower inserted in cow dung with him, and it's almost the same as her brother Hong.

No, Brother Hong doesn't want to be like this, he will be a talented master in the future, but he will take a real daughter, so he doesn't want this kind of selling girl.

"Milk, you wash your hands."

Ah Xiu was a little uncomfortable looking at so many people, and put down the basin and silently stepped aside.

"Oh, you can go and help Brother Tian and his mother cook."

Whether it is a person who does things or not, you will know it by looking at it for a few days.

Today's Song family's lunch was made by Chang's and Ah Xiu, of course, when she first came to Chang's house, Chang's just asked her to start a fire.

When it was time to eat, the men of the Song family who were working in the fields all returned.

The Song family is also considered solid in the village, after several generations of development and hard work, now there are more than ten acres of fertile land in the hands of the Song Hall, which can not only fill the stomach of the family, as long as it is not a natural disaster, there will be surplus grain, in exchange for a few silver coins to usually do things at home.

The Song family confessed that Song Ercai was a child in the early years, and he had some face in front of and behind the village, but other places were no different from most people's families.

Song Hall is just over fifty, and he is still a good worker. He married his wife Hong, had three sons and two daughters, and lived to this age, and his children were already married.

The eldest son, Song Dacai, has been doing farm work with his father since he was a child, and he is tall and big, and he is a typical farmer.

He married his wife Zhou and had two sons and a daughter, the eldest son Song Hong is thirteen years old, the second son Song Ming is just ten years old, and the youngest daughter is Song Qing, who entered the door with Zhou before, the same year as Ah Xiu, eight years old.

The second child, Song Ercai, is Chang's husband, currently working as a shopkeeper in the town's medical hall, and comes back once every ten days on weekdays, and the couple's only son, Song Tian, is under their knees.

The third Song San is a merchant, and he usually goes to the village to earn a few small money, except for the busy farming, he goes out early and returns late, and basically does not go home.

Song Sancai married his wife Wang, and the two had a son and a daughter. His son Song Kang is now six years old, which is the age when even dogs are suspicious, and he can't see anyone except for food all day long. Daughter Song Huan is less than four years old, she is still a little crying bag, she follows the Wang family every day, and she can't do without her mother.

Now it's spring planting, the private school has also taken a few days off, and the three children are all helping at home, except for Song Ercai in the town, everyone is together.

There is an extra little girl in the family, and if it is the child daughter-in-law that Chang bought for his son, everyone knows that the looks are different, and the eyes are quite complicated.

Ah Xiu followed Chang's side, hanging his head and just working.

The people in the village don't pay much attention to eating, except for the men around the table, the women usually gather at a small table, or just find a place to sit down and eat.

During the busy farming time, the food served on the table was not bad compared to usual.

A pot of fried white woad and a pot of two-sided tortillas are enough.

The porridge is also millet mixed with sorghum noodles, although it is said that it does not fall without chopsticks, it is dry.

The Song family has land and land, and there are people working outside to earn money, so it stands to reason that the food is poor during the busy farming season, but there is no way to do it.

Song Huitang has a son who is a child with a really long face, and now he also puts his hope on his grandchildren.

In addition to the six-year-old Song Kang, who has not yet entered school, the other three grandchildren are all attending a private school in the next village.

It's amazing to have one scholar in the family, not to mention three, and there will be more places to spend money in the future.

Chang Shi finished the meal and knocked on his son's door: "Tian'er, come out to eat."

Since Song Tian returned to the house angrily just now, he hasn't come out yet.

didn't hear his son's answer, Chang knocked again.

"If you don't do, you have to be invited to dinner, and you really think you're a young master."

Zhou purred quietly, and when he saw Ah Xiu as if he was going to sit at the small table, he walked over and squeezed her away very unceremoniously.

"The elders haven't sat down yet, so there is a reason for the little one to sit down, go to the door."

Zhou pulled his daughter Song Qing, and the mother and daughter took up most of the small table on the left and right.

Ah Xiu didn't say anything, looked up and saw Hong coming in, and called out in a low voice, "Milk, it's time to eat."

Hong's "um" sounded, and seeing that Zhou's mother and daughter were already sitting firmly on Mount Tai, they squinted their eyes with some dissatisfaction.