"Yo! Village Chief, you're not doing this authentically! Why does she Jiang Xiaochi have a cake in her hand, and she doesn't look at us working women at all! "There is always no shortage of troubled places with a lot of people, especially where there are many women.

Jiang Dawu immediately lowered his face: "Why are you still playing?" One by one, they owe a child! The gluttonous girl just crawled out of the coffin board, and you just climbed out of the coffin board? Let me tell you, if the gluttonous girl is hungry again, the money for the coffin board in the future will be shared equally among the whole village. ”

Jiang Dawu, the captain, is strong, Jiang Xiaochi is moved, in the memory of the original owner, it is really the first time that Jiang Dawu has protected himself like this.

Jiang Xiaochi was happy in his heart, no matter what the reason, this cake could be taken back and eaten by Mrs. Zhang.

Of course, Jiang Dawu didn't want to see Jiang Xiaochi, although he saw that the child was so thin and pitiful, he somehow made a ghost and stuffed the bud rice flour cake into Jiang Xiaochi's hand.

Although I regret it a little after I finish it, but the big man spits and foams at the nail, and just a cake is still a team, so I sold it myself, who can say no.

After eating, they had the strength to take their own things and continue to work.

The sun was poisonous in the afternoon, and the speed of work was much slower, especially the few educated youths in the village, who were shaking behind their buttocks. finally exhausted the work, and dragged their legs home one by one.

Jiang Xiaochi felt sorry for Mrs. Zhang, and trotted all the way back. But as soon as he walked to the head of the village, he saw Song Lao Er probing his brain at the entrance of the village.

Song Lao Er looked at something, Jiang Xiaochi understood. Aunt Song's family food is tight, and she and Song Lao tied up to work and did not leave food for the family, Song Lao Er estimated that he was hungry at home, so he went to the village to take a look.

Song Lao Er is one year older than Jiang Xiaochi, and half the size is when he can eat, I don't know if he eats less, or if he just grows without meat, and his face is thin and sallow.

Thinking that he had accepted a few fruits from Song Lao Er for no reason, Jiang Xiaochi felt a little reluctant in his heart. Looking back at no one behind him, he hurriedly ran to Song Lao Er and said, "Open your mouth!" ”

Song Lao Er was confused by Jiang Xiaochi, and the ghost made Shencha really open his mouth. Jiang Xiaochi quickly broke off half of the cake, stuffed it into Song Laoer's mouth, and then smiled and ran away.

Song Lao Er looked at it: ugly is ugly, but the smile is also very good-looking.

Song Lao Er's mouth was gagged, the aroma of bud rice noodles was fragrant, there was no such taste in his memory, looking at no one, he hurriedly chewed a few times in his mouth and swallowed the cake into his stomach.

After eating, Song Lao Er still whipped a few times in his mouth, when did he eat the bud rice flour cake last time, Song Lao Er forgot a little.

The Song family has lived a good life, and it has never been interrupted. But if you can't stand it, Aunt Song will live, and what you can eat thin must not be dry. Even if you make budding rice flour cakes, you will eat them tightly with Song Boss and Song Xiaosan. Song Lao Er and Song Xiaosi wanted to take a bite, but there was no door.

After giving the cakes, Jiang Xiaochi was a little distressed, but he thought that the things in his space were inexhaustible, and he could comfort him a little.

As soon as I entered the hospital, Boss Jiang's family in the front yard was lively. When I came back from work, I went to see the excitement, and the people surrounded the three layers inside and three layers outside.

Tian Hua and the others went to the commune, and the doctor of the commune couldn't say anything about it, and if there was a shortage of doctors and medicines, they prescribed some ointment and let Tian Hua go home to raise it. Tian Hua is a person who loves beauty, and when she saw a beautiful face disfigured, she came back to this howl. On weekdays, I don't deal with Tian Hua much, but I took the opportunity to come over to watch the excitement.

Mrs. Zhang's family couldn't stay still, this was the news from the old family, and she was about to go out with a cane.

Jiang Xiaochi saw it and dragged Mrs. Zhang back. If they don't go, Tian Hua can make less fuss, and if he and Mrs. Zhang go, won't they add fuel to the fire and lead everything to their bodies.

"Milk, Uncle Jiang gave me a piece of cake, I have eaten it, you eat it first to pad your stomach."

Mrs. Zhang was holding the half-pulled cake, and her mind was not on her stomach. Jiang Xiaochi said that Mrs. Zhang didn't come forward to join in the fun.

The front yard stopped for a while, and Tian Hua began to toss in the courtyard again. A greedy girl, a mouthful of a deflated calf began to scold. Scolding and scolding, her voice was a little dumb, and Jiang Xiaochi couldn't wait to bring her a bowl of water to continue scolding.

If it weren't for Boss Jiang's sake, it is estimated that the words of the eight generations of ancestors would be scolded.

Mrs. Zhang stood in the courtyard, and she also heard the truth of the matter: "Chi'er, why don't you go over and take a look, after all, it's your aunt, and you won't see it when you look up." ”

Jiang Xiaochi stared at Mrs. Zhang's squinted eyes and felt funny: "Milk, where did you get your good eyes!" There is something that looks up and does not look down. Hengzhi her Tianhua just robbed me of my things in the morning. Knowing that our family didn't have anything to eat, she snatched up some wild vegetables. Threaten to starve me to death again, and take the property left by my dad by the way! ”

Mrs. Zhang hated that iron could not become steel, so she raised her hand and was reluctant to do it, she hammered Jiang Xiaochi's back twice as if she was tickling, and then took her arm back: "Bastard playing, that's your aunt, how can you open your mouth and close your mouth to call your name." If you let others hear this, you have to say that you have a mother and no mother, where do you let my old face go. ”

Jiang Xiaochi was stubborn: "Then I don't care, anyway, I still remember how she skimmed out your cover roll at the beginning." Our belly is not full yet, and you don't remember anything about the past. ”

"This child, can my old wife still deal with her junior?"

Jiang Xiaochi was reluctant to continue to fight with Mrs. Zhang, and seeing that Mrs. Zhang did not move with the half-pulled cake in her hand, she stepped forward and broke a piece and stuffed it into Mrs. Zhang's mouth.

"This ...... This kid! Mrs. Zhang's mouth was stuffed with things, although her tone was reprimanded, she was indescribably happy in her heart, and the bud rice flour cake in her mouth was as sweet as honey.

The sound in the front yard decreased, and Jiang Xiaochi felt that it was rare to be quiet.

The weather is hot, and there is a noticeable lack of water in the vegetables that have been watered with swamp water in the morning.

Taking advantage of Mrs. Zhang's inattention, Jiang Xiaochi hurriedly entered the space and came out with Shaoshui.

There are no wells in the courtyard, and the only two wells in the village, one at the head of the village and the other at the end of the village, are only found in a few wealthy courtyards.

Thinking about watching the brigade dig wells when he went to work, Jiang Xiaochi's heart was full of excitement.

It would be nice to dig a well in the yard as well.

But Jiang Xiaochi has no experience in drilling wells, so he has to go to work tomorrow to see what people do.

But looking at his thin little body, his surging heart just now suddenly fell to the bottom.

This skeleton shelf, the work is quite strong for a while, if you want to dig the soil, a few shovels of soil will have to rest.

But even so, Jiang Xiaochi still looked at the courtyard here, and kept lingering in places suitable for drilling wells.

Jiang Xiaochi thought about Lao Hu for a while, he had a day of work, and he didn't have time to communicate with Lao Hu. She still has to ask about Tian Hua, it's best that there is no antidote, the suffering of the original owner is not something she can make up for if she destroys her appearance once or twice.

"Tsk! Tut! What the most poisonous woman's heart! ”

"Old Hu!" Jiang Xiaochi was overjoyed, he really said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.