In Zhu's heart, in addition to thinking about eating and drinking and occupying people's small. cheap, the first thing on his mind is to send Ji Mingmao to the town to study.

The fortune teller has said that she Mingmao is the reincarnation of Wenqu Xing, and it will be the life of the official master in the future!

The master of the village school didn't have a few taels of ink in his stomach, and he blamed Mingmao for being stupid, and always punished Mingmao.

made Mingmao more and more dislike to read, and from time to time he skipped school and played around with the group of dead children in the village.

But how can she blame her son? It's clear that the master in the village school can't do it.

As long as he is sent to the town, as long as he is taught by a good master, Ming Mao Tie will definitely be better than his four uncles.

But no matter how much trouble she made at home, her in-laws just refused to let go.

When she didn't know it, she wasn't distressed about the money!

The fourth child has never earned a copper plate, but the whole family has to provide for him, and even her son has been dragged down for this.

The more Zhu thought about it, the more unjust he became.

She hopes that Ji Lianjiao's talent will be good in the examination, but she hopes that her son will be more beautiful.

"Eldest sister, you have a good brain, my father praises you for being smart, you give me ideas."

Zhu took the bait, and Ji Xiu'e's ravines and ravines stretched her eyebrows, but she didn't immediately give her advice.

"Speaking of which, I am not in charge of this matter. I am an aunt who is married outside, no matter who Ji's house belongs to in the future, it will not be my turn, what do I worry about? Don't look back and make a good sound, and get embarrassed. ”

Zhu knew that she was still annoyed by what had just happened, and she was shy, and she swore an oath to heaven, and the guarantee was worthless anyway.

"Big sister, look at you! I'm kidding you, you're serious! You are kind enough to help Mingmao, can I do that unpopular thing? Besides, how can you be idle, Mingmao is your nephew, and he will honor your aunt in the future! You just have to rest assured, if it is done this time, Sanfang will miss you well for the rest of your life, even if it doesn't work, it won't touch you! ”

Ji Xiu'e put on a skeptical posture, and said extremely reluctantly: "I'll believe you again." ”

Zhu's heart was settled, and he said excitedly: "Then eldest sister, tell me quickly, how can you not let that little monster rob the house with Ming Mao?" ”

"Just remove this roadblock."

Ji Xiu'e said it lightly, but Zhu was startled.

"God, don't you let me kill someone, do you? That's not going to work! No, no, that's not good......" Zhu waved his hand again and again, his head shaking like a rattle.

No matter how greedy she is, she can't do such evil things, if she can't do it, she will cut off her head, and if she dies, she will go to hell!

Ji Xiu'e glared at her fiercely: "Where do you want to go, who made you kill!" ”

Not homicide?

Zhu asked tremblingly: "Then, what does it mean to move away?" ”

"I've heard that some people in the town have recently bought boys and girls and sold them to the capital and wealthy families in the south to serve as servants......

This Zhu knows it.

Some poor families can't live anymore, and there are not a few who sell their children and daughters.

Not only can you exchange some money for the family to buy food, but it is also a good way out for the children who are sold.

How is it not better than being starved to death?

But what people sell is their own baby, which is justified, and Wang Fa can't control it.

Selling other people's babies...... Will this work? If you find out, you'll go to jail, right?

Zhu expressed his doubts, which provoked Ji Xiu'e.

"If you want to take advantage, you can't take risks! Contact a good person to answer, find a time to secretly send people away, how can it find out to you? Besides, the real relatives of that little monster are all dead, it's not Ji Duo's thing, he will either starve to death, or if he doesn't starve to death, he will be sold by someone a long time ago, his life should be like this, what are you worried about, what is there to worry about?! ”

Seeing that Zhu was still hesitating, Ji Xiu'e pretended to be impatient and waved her hand.

"That's it, I want the horses to run and I want the horses not to eat grass. I think your family Mingmao still resigned himself to fate, don't think about those who don't have it, just watch that little monster occupy the house and silver that should belong to him, who let him have a timid and afraid mother. ”

"Who, who's scared?"

Let Mingmao accept his fate, why should Mingmao accept his fate?

Ji Xiu'e is right, without the little monster, Ji's house and silver have to be Mingmao's, why should they be occupied by someone who is not related by blood?

Zhu Shi made a heart: "Sister, just tell me what to do, I'll listen to you!" ”

Ji Xiu'e showed a satisfied expression, looked left and right, and motioned for her to come over with her ear......

When Hu Ximei came, Ji was squatting in the middle of a pile of bamboo strips and planks to work.

"Move the stool yourself."

Ji held a needle in his mouth and greeted her inarticulately.

Hu Ximei jumped over, didn't want a stool, but also learned Dabao, and squatted on the other side of the season.

The sun is fine today, and Rhubarb has also taken its babies out to bask in the sun.

The four snow-white dumplings were not yet able to stand firmly, and they were crawling around in a cute manner, and Rhubarb did not immediately take them back to his side, but a pair of eyes were firmly fixed.

What Ji was fiddling with was a wicker basket.

The side of the basket was cut into two wide entrances, except for this entrance, the basket was surrounded by cotton cloth on all sides, including the ceiling, and all she had to do now was to fix the cotton cloth to the basket with needle and thread.

Hu Ximei reached in and touched it, there was a layer of hay at the bottom of the basket, and a strange-shaped cotton pad was placed on the hay, although it looked a little strange, but it was thick and peaceful, and the puppy must be comfortable to sleep on.

"Is this nest for A, B, C, D?"

A, B, C, D are the names of the four little milk dogs, and there is no doubt that Ji took them.

Originally, I wanted to call it Da Bai 2 Bai 3 Bai 4 Bai, but then there were three "big" characters in the family, and it was easy to be confused when called, so I had to give up.

Ji gave her an approving look.

In a week, the little ones will be full moon, and Rhubarb's nerves will not be so tense.

The body of the baby dog is several laps larger, and eating and drinking all day long is a fight, and squeezing together is not a way.

Ji pondered about giving them a change of place to transition.

The nest renovated by the willow basket is very spacious, warm and comfortable, and the little ones can be placed in it, without worrying about the impact of the temperature difference between day and night.

When the weather is hotter, you can also remove the cotton pad.

But by then, the little ones would probably have already run all over the ground, and she didn't have to worry too much.

The last stitch is sewn up, a knot is tied, and Dabao is responsible for the user experience.

Dabao held both sides of the basket and moved to the side of the rhubarb basking in the sun. The little hand grabbed the back of the neck of the little milk dogs scattered around, and threw them into the new nest one by one, and the technique was not gentle at all.

Rhubarb looked at him, and his big nose went into the nest and sniffed, but without any objection, he turned his head and continued to bask in the sun as if nothing had happened.

The little ones were obviously happy with the new nest as well, crawling up and down on the soft cotton mats, turning over, rolling, stretching, and before long, they all fell asleep.

The hard work was not in vain, Ji said that he was very pleased, and carried the small hammer back to its original position, tinkling non-stop.

"Miss, what are you doing here?"

"Build a villa for Rhubarb."