Chapter 3: Rumors

She thought it was funny, "Mother, what are you looking at?" ”

Xu's heart was so weak that he wiped the table with a rag.

Suddenly raised his head again, "Qingqing, you ......"

"Mother, if you have something to say, just say it!"

Luo Qingqing said directly.

She didn't like this kind of hiding and tucking up the most.

"No, isn't my mother worried about you? Before you, you were divorced by the children of the Li family before, in fact, Qingqing, it is normal. The eldest girl of the Li family married a pig killer, and the family has silver. The Li family must hope that Erming will find a daughter-in-law with good conditions. You see, our family is broken bricks and tiles, and people can't look down on it, and it's reasonable. You, don't think about it, the rest of the estimation is to find a reason......"

Xu Shi said while looking at Luo Qingqing, as if he was afraid that she would be stimulated.

"Ahem, ahem." Luo Qingqing coughed twice, she thought it was a big deal, it turned out to be this.

She said to Xu: "Mother, I didn't think about it, I still don't look down on that Erming, he is eighteen years old, and he is as weak as a chicken cub, hiding behind his mother every day." ”

Xu was stunned.

Did you say this from your own daughter?

After a while, Xu Shi had red eyes and said aggrievedly: "Then you, why did you find a short-sighted one?" But my mother was scared to death, and my mother was so scared that she begged your aunts and aunts, for fear that you would ......"

Xu couldn't go on, and lowered his head and cried stupidly.

Luo Qingqing's mind turned.

By the way, she almost forgot about it.

Babble.

This original person is not looking for a short-term view, she is just angry and looking for that Fang Ruhua theory. It was Fang Ruhua who taunted her and pushed her into the water.

As a result, the original body died, and her soul came in.

Xu was also frightened as if he had lost his soul.

Thinking of this, Luo Qingqing was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched.

Fang Ruhua is right, don't let her see her in the future, otherwise you have to make her look good.

"Qingqing, Qingqing." Xu screamed in his ear.

"Oops." Luo Qingqing sighed, "Don't worry, mother, I didn't look for a short-term at all, it was Fang Ruhua who pushed me." ”

"What?" Xu Shi was stunned for a moment, and began to cry again, "Then you have to avoid her a little." ”

"I know I know, I will avoid them in the future and live a good life with my mother." Luo Qingqing was helpless, got out of bed and hugged Xu, and comforted him gently.

Not to mention, although Xu is weak and cries at every turn, she is the second person who has been good to her in her two lives.

It was late at night, and under Xu's instructions, Luo Qingqing went to bed early.

The next morning, she was awakened by the sound of birdsong.

She stretched her arms, and Xu Shi came in, "Hehe, Qingqing, wake up just right, come and drink the pimple soup, and the medicine will be boiled for you." ”

Luo Qingqing got up from the bed and found that it was another bowl of pimple soup that was almost clear to the bottom.

She looked at these things, and drank them into her stomach in two sips, and then her stomach was still empty.

Xu Shi saw it and poured his pimple soup into her bowl, "This, my mother can't eat it, you can eat it." ”

"Mother, you tell the truth, is there nothing to eat in our house?"

When Xu Shi heard this, he sighed, "Alas, Qingqing, it has been raining heavily a few days ago, and it is too cold, so it is not good to chop firewood and sell firewood, otherwise it will not be enough to eat." In this way, you wait for two days, and my mother will go to chop wood today. ”

"Wouldn't waiting two more days mean starving for two days?" Luo Qingqing rolled her eyes and looked at the blue sky outside the window, "Mother, I want to go out for a walk." ”

"Huh? You're going out? Xu was a little surprised, "Don't you like to go out?" ”

Especially after being divorced by the Li family, the rumors outside, Luo Qingqing is not out of the door.

Looking at Xu's surprised look, Luo Qingqing understood Xu's worries, so he said: "Mother, think about it, is it because I was dismissed, I won't live?" Let's live a good life. ”

Hearing this, Xu nodded, "That's the case, we have to have a good life." ”

"Do I have to go out and yo-yo, then?"

"That's right, then you can go outside and bask in the sun."

Luo Qingqing walked out of his fence gate and looked around at this familiar and unfamiliar village.

Not to mention, her family is really a little too poor.

The surrounding neighbors, which house is not good, even if it is old, it will not be as dilapidated as her house, and the windows are leaking.

She has to hurry up and think of ways to make money and tidy up this house decently.

Thinking of this, she relied on the memory of her original body and went in the direction of the mountain at the entrance of the village.

In her memory, there should be a lot of herbs in the mountains, but the local villagers don't understand and no one picks them.

"Yo, look, isn't that the girl from Widow Xu's family?"

"Yes, I heard the second daughter-in-law of the Luo family say that this girl can't grow up, why is this still coming out?"

"No, it's quite complete to look at people."

Before she had gone far, the voices of several village women came to her ears.

Luo Qingqing couldn't help frowning.

Her gaze swept over. It was three thirty or forty-year-old ladies under a big tree, looking at her as if they were rare.

She hated this kind of gaze very much, and hated the phrase "Widow Xu" even more.

So, she walked over to the three men.

"Aunt Wang, Aunt Liu, Aunt Zhao, are you chewing the root of your tongue?"

She asked, not at all timid.

The three village women were stunned by the question.

Immediately, one of them reacted, "Stinky girl, what are you talking about?" We talk about this at home, where do we chew the root of our tongue? The little girl's family, why is she so unruly in her speech? ”

"Huh." Luo Qingqing smiled, "Aunt Zhao? Where am I out of order? I don't think it's you who don't have the rules. Widow Xu? Why don't you say that you are a widow of Zhao?! ”

"You ......" Aunt Zhao's face turned pale, "What are you talking about!" My man is doing well, working in the fields! Little girl, don't open your mouth and be nonsense! ”

"Then my father just went out to make a living, why do you say that my mother is a widow?" Luo Qingqing opened his mouth to question.

"Then, then, how many years has your father not come back, it's been seven or eight years, if it's okay, will he come back?"

"Yes, my dad just didn't come back, unlike Uncle Zhao, who doesn't come home every night. Aunt Zhao, you say, is there any difference between you and a man?! ”

When Luo Qingqing said this, Aunt Zhao's shoulders shook.

No one in this village knows, and the woman in Aunt Zhao's family who sells tofu in other villages has never been clear.

Luo Qingqing smiled, "Aunt Zhao, don't chew the root of your tongue, you can't afford to chew the root of our tongue." ”

With that, she turned around and continued the way she had come.

Suddenly, she noticed an indifferent gaze like a cold blade, and she looked back.

It was under a weeping willow. A man sitting in a chair, he was slender and had a grim face. Dressed in a new gray robe, out of step with the coarse cloth of the villagers, a white-skinned little man stood behind him.

Luo Qingqing thought about it for a while, this man seemed to be a distant relative of the Mo family in the village, and his name was Wei What.

The man's gaze lingered on her for only a moment, and then moved away, with a hint of arrogance and contempt between his brows.