The two of them were in a stalemate, and most of the people in the village had already gotten up, and before it was time to go to work, they all came out to watch the excitement.

"Auntie, I dug up some duck herbs, and grandma boiled water and waited for this dish to go to the pot." In Jiang Xiaochi's eyes, Tian Hua was not a good woman at first glance, but she couldn't say what was bad.

There was inevitably some chatter in the crowd, and no one in the village knew that Jiang Xiaochi relied on ducks to eat grass to survive.

A group of people pointed and pointed, and it was indispensable to count the flowers on the field. But the smell of ducks eating grass, that is, ducks, except for ducks and pigs, is not eye-catching, that is, Jiang Xiaochi is greedy, and no one in the village cares about the little thing in her hand.

The people in the village were idle, and they all stood and watched the fields and flowers. Although Jiang Lao's family is not one of the best in the village, there is really no time to drop this year.

But although Jiang Xiaochi is not the real blood and blood of the Jiang family, after all, he is also a child of the Jiang family, not to mention watching the children starve in the front and back yards, and he is still worried about the real estate left by Jiang Dalin, and he feels that the Jiang family is doing something wrong with a little conscience.

But who can take care of anyone these days, it is a luxury to let his wife and children drink a bowl of wild vegetable porridge. Thinking like this, it is not surprising what Boss Jiang's family has done.

Yesterday, Aunt Zhu said in the courtyard that she smelled vegetable porridge, and Tianhua lived in the front and back yards, but she heard it. I saw Jiang Xiaochi carrying a basket of things early in the morning without red eyes, who knows what else is hidden under the duck's herbivore.

"Dead girl, let go of my hand, the village can't open the pot, do you want to eat alone?" Tian Hua's throat is sharp, and when she opens her mouth, she has the momentum of a shrew scolding the street.

"Auntie, I'm a person who starved to death, I can find something to come back, who can see the uncles and aunts in the village like me?" Jiang Xiaochi didn't talk much, so he stopped by dragging the dirt basket and striding forward.

"Okay, you dead girl, starving to death, you are the only one in the whole village who is starving, and everyone else's stomach is bulging, isn't it? If it weren't for the eldest of my family to save all the food for your dad to eat, how could there still be you today! I owe you a lot of money as a lady, and I will make a face to me early in the morning when the whole village is in front of me? ”

Mixed with the crying and scolding, Tian Hua struck two blows on Jiang Xiaochi's back with a wave of her fist.

Tian Hua was not short of food in her stomach, and she beat people hard, Jiang Xiaochi couldn't react, and the soil basket in his hand was snatched by Tian Hua.

Tian Hua indiscriminately skimmed out the duck herbivore, and instantly saw the contents of the earthen basket and was not calm: "I just said that you dead girl tricked us into eating duck grass is bluffing, what do you say is the matter with this amaranth?" The big guy can't even see a little green, a little wild vegetable, you dead girl still want to swallow it alone? ”

Jiang Xiaochi didn't answer, and his mind was not on Tian Hua's words. Obviously, there are other dishes in the earthen basket, but why are they all missing? Thinking of Lao Hu, maybe this old boy secretly helped him, but thinking that amaranth should be cheap and Tianhua is greedy, Jiang Xiaochi is still a little reluctant in his heart.

Seeing that there were wild vegetables, the direction of the villagers suddenly changed: "I said gluttonous girl, it's not good to eat alone, you grew up eating hundreds of family meals, how can you have wild vegetables and you can't swallow them alone." ”

Jiang Xiaochi's ventriloquism: Jiang Xiaochi, who grew up eating whose food the original owner ate, knows that he can't wait to swallow himself alive with just such a little amaranth.

Alas! All "hungry" trouble!

The original owner starved to death! Even if Jiang Xiaochi's basket is only filled with ducks and herbs in the future, it is estimated that no one will believe it anymore.

Tian Hua took care of it, turned it inside and out, and didn't give Jiang Xiaochi a single amaranth, just like a victorious flower girl chicken holding her neck in her hand and leaving.

No matter how red the people in the village were, they didn't want to grab the vegetables in the basket of the gluttonous girl, but they felt that they were a little unlucky when they saw the hanged ghost like a gluttonous girl in the morning, so they spat and frothed at the mouth and turned around and went home.

Jiang Xiaochi reluctantly put the duck herbivore scattered on the ground back into the earthen basket, and could only go to the space to pick it again when Mrs. Zhang was not paying attention.

Jiang Xiaochi had just sorted out the soil basket, and the two wild fruits of "fluttering, fluttering" fell into Jiang Xiaochi's soil basket again.

When I looked up, it turned out that it was yesterday's stunned Qing who was sitting on the wall and looking at himself with interest, but there were two more wounds on his face than yesterday.

Seeing Jiang Xiaochi's embarrassed face, he was stunned and said disapprerovitically: "Although our doll relatives have been solved, if you really starve to death, if you look back and say that our family forced you, I will find someone to say that I will feel embarrassed." ”

Jiang Xiaochi quickly searched for the memory of the original owner, as if there was a baby kiss. At that time, Jiang Dalin's life was quite good, and there were many people in the village who wanted to tie up, including Song Laoshuo.

Since he has a marriage contract with the original owner, the stunned young man in front of him should be Song Lao'er. The wound on his face is easy to explain, it must have been beaten yesterday. However, Jiang Xiaochi came to a conclusion: It's definitely not his own mother, his own mother is spanked, how can he be slapped in the face?

It stands to reason that if you want to tie up Jiang Dalin, Song Lao Bolt should marry Song Lao. But after all, Jiang Dalin was picked up by Mrs. Zhang's side of the road, and the daughter he gave birth to was the boss of his family's top door, which was unattainable in his worldview.

But Song Lao was reluctant to give up Jiang Dalin's parent, and his youngest son was still young, so he had to press this marriage on Song Lao Er, who was the same age as Jiang Xiaochi.

It's a pity that Jiang Dalin's life is short, and when Jiang Xiaochi is left alone, Song Laozhuan immediately turned his face, and the matter of baby kissing will not be counted. married Jiang Dalin, but Song Laozhuan went to Jiang Xiaochi's dowry. Now that my father is gone, the boss of the Jiang family can't prepare a dowry, and even the milk money has to make a fortune from it. People with a little bit of brains can think through without breaking it down.

So ruined this family, no one in the village said that Song Laozhuan was not alone.

Thinking of receiving Song Lao's second thing, no matter how sophisticated he is, Jiang Xiaochi also feels uncomfortable. Not only because of the previous baby's kiss, Song Lao Er's life in the old Song family was not better than his own at all.

Song Laoshuan's family is patriarchal, with the boss on the top door and pillars, and the third child below who is loved. The heavy work and tiring work are all close to the second child, and eating a thick porridge is not the second child's share. Fortunately, Song Lao Er is still a toss, and there are many treasures hidden in the mountains, and finally a half-old child was not squeezed to death by Song Lao and his family.

"Thanks!" Jiang Xiaochi only said the word "thank you", and threw the wild fruit back with a wave of his hand. "Let people see, you are ruining my reputation." In this village, Xiaochi doesn't want to have anything to do with anyone, especially on the issue of men and women, how old is the original owner, even if he does emotional tasks, it's a little early.

"You!" Song Lao Er was angry, and rolled down from the wall: "Gluttonous girl, you make it clear, I just pity you, how can I ruin your reputation?" Out of anger, Song Laoer's voice became slightly louder.

Jiang Xiaochi looked around in fright, Xin Qi was the point of making breakfast, and the people who had just watched the fun all went back to make a short time, and no one paid attention to their movements.

Song Lao Er blushed, and swallowed back the words of questioning to his lips.