When Song Qingyuan returned to the village, the Li family was sitting in the shade of the tree chatting with people, and five or six village women gathered together.

Among them, Aunt Chunlai, who came to their door yesterday to watch the excitement, was sitting next to Li at this time, talking with saliva.

When she turned her head, she suddenly saw Song Qingyuan coming over, Aunt Chunlai immediately stood up, ran over in three steps and two steps, and pulled Song Qingyuan and said, "Yuan'er girl, why are you lying to me, yesterday your Uncle Chunlai never went to the east of the village at all." ”

Aunt Chunlai looked at Song Qingyuan dissatisfied, just because she believed this little girl's words, she made a big joke, and was kicked by Song Chunlai.

"Oh? Is it? Song Qingyuan tilted his head and pretended to be puzzled.

"That's not it, your uncle Chunlai hasn't been there, he's been working at home, and I have witnesses here." Aunt Chunlai said.

"Oh, that's right..... I'm sorry, Aunt Chunlai, maybe I have bad eyes and I saw it wrong. Song Qingyuan smiled apologetically.

"You ......" Aunt Chunlai looked at Song Qingyuan, sulking and holding her chest.

Song Qingyuan simply apologized neatly, and she said that she was not, not to mention that she was still aggrieved in her heart, but she felt that she had punched the cotton.

I can only say hatefully, "Why are your young eyes not good, you won't be able to marry in the future." ”

Song Qingyuan smiled, "Auntie, I'm still young, this ...... if you don't marry?"

"Li Cuihua, who do you say is not easy to marry, you dare to ruin my daughter's reputation, see if I don't tear your mouth." Before Song Qingyuan's words fell, she heard her mother roar, raised her butt and rushed over.

"Who ruined your daughter's reputation, it was your daughter herself who said that her eyes were bad, but I didn't say it." Aunt Chunlai glared and roared back.

"Your daughter is talking nonsense, and I haven't settled accounts with her yet. You're chirping with me here. Aunt Chunlai pointed at Li and said with a straight face.

"You can't manage your own man, and you're embarrassed to settle accounts with my daughter, Li Cuihua, why are you so thick-skinned." Li pointed at Aunt Chunlai, that is, Li Cuihua, and scolded.

"Whoever in the village doesn't know that your men love to go into the little widow's house. I don't have the ability, and I blame this and that. ”

"If I had found a rope and hanged you, it would be a waste of food to live." Li shook his hands and shouted at the top of his throat.

"Okay, Lady Li, you dare to say that about me, no matter what I do, I'm better than you, a lazy and lazy." Aunt Chunlai spit twice on the ground and scolded Li.

"Who doesn't know you, stealing eggs from the house to eat, and being scolded by your mother-in-law 800 times is not enough." Aunt Chunlai looked at Li sarcastically, Li was scolded by her mother-in-law for stealing eggs and eating, not once or twice.

Word of the story had already spread in the village.

"Oh, you dare to scold me, I just eat eggs and eat my own family, it's your business."

"You are an old sweeper who has a child and no fart, I am the eighteenth generation ancestor of your family." Li scolded as he began to roll up his sleeves and rush up.

Aunt Chunlai over there was also scolding and was about to do it, Song Qingyuan saw it and immediately threw down her things to drag the Li family, and the women who were chattering under the trees over there also came over to help pull it, and they were persuading each other.

"It's all from the same village, stop arguing."

"That's right, one less word."

"Yuan'er, quickly pull your mother back."

"Lady Li, you have a long ability, and you are the eighteenth generation ancestor of my family, you come, you come to x, see if the ancestor of my family is the same as the ancestor of your family." Aunt Chunlai shouted.

Li's original name was Li Daya, and Aunt Chunlai Li Cuihua was originally from the same village, and they grew up together, and they were also relatives who did not come out of Wufu.

"You don't want to be a sweeper. You deserve that your man doesn't want you, and another day your man will find a small one, and he won't cry to death for you. The cursed words in Li's mouth jumped out one by one.

After such a while, people passing by in the village came one after another, and Song Qingyuan took the opportunity to pull the Li family back. picked up the food box thrown on the ground, dragged her mother and walked home.

"That, if you say you, you'll beat her with a stick. I can't beat your mother, your father, and your two brothers, there are so many people in our Song family, we can't beat her. Li said viciously as he walked.

Song Qingyuan raised his hand to wipe his cold sweat, and sighed in his heart, were the ancient village women so strong? Do it if you don't agree with it?

Yesterday I saw how her milk was spilled and how she beat people.

Today I saw how her mother fought with others.

It's really a matter of knowledge.

............

After returning home to appease the irritable mother, Song Qingyuan went to clean the food box again, brushed the chopsticks and basins, and put them back in the kitchen.

In the yard, Shiro was running in, picking up a scoop of water and scooping a large scoop of water, drinking "Goo Dong" and "Goo Dong".

Song Qingyuan quietly opened the oil paper, took out a candy cube, and shouted, "Shiro, come here!" ”

"What for?" Shiro walked over and asked.

Song Qingyuan showed her aunt's smile, pinched the sugar cube with one hand, and asked, "Do you want to eat ......it?"

Before the word sugar was spoken, the sugar cube in his hand shifted to a different place, and it was in Shiro's mouth at this time.

"It's delicious." Shiro said as he licked his fingers that had taken the candy.

Song Qingyuan grabbed Shiro's hand, "Don't lick it!" "This bad habit must have been learned from Lee.

"Anything else? I still want to eat. Shiro looked at Song Qingyuan with a pair of eyes

"Yes, but you have to work for me before I can reward you." Song Qingyuan said with a smile.

"I want it now!" Shiro raised his neck, "If you don't give it to me, I'll tell my mother and let my mother beat you." ”

Bear kids! Song Qingyuan said secretly.

"Then go tell your mother. I'm going to throw the candy away, and I'll never give you candy again. "Song Qingyuan snorted coldly, little brat, I can't cure you yet.

Shiro frowned and pursed his lips, was silent for a moment, and said, "Then I won't tell my mother, you can give me candy to eat." ”

"I didn't give it to you for nothing......"

Song Qingyuan stretched out a finger, "First of all, you have to be good, you have to listen to me." ”

Stretching out another finger, "Second, you have to work for me before I can give you candy as a reward." ”

Saying that, Song Qingyuan touched Shiro's head, "If you are well-behaved and obedient, then I will buy you meat buns to eat in the future." ”

"How? You think about it. Song Qingyuan was not in a hurry, and looked at Shiro patiently.

Shiro looked at Song Qingyuan suspiciously, as if he was considering the authenticity of Song Qingyuan's words.

A chubby little face was twisted together, very tangled, "Will you really buy me meat buns to eat?" Shiro asked incredulously.

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded very hard, "The premise is that you have to be obedient." ”

"Okay, you say, what am I going to do?" Shiro straightened his chubby chest, like a warrior about to go to war.

Song Qingyuan took out one of Song Chengli's newly woven baskets and handed it to Shiro, "Go to the roadside to pick petals, and if you fill this basket, you can exchange it for a candy cube." ”

"Remember that as long as you have the petals, not the roots and leaves, you will not be able to pick the wrong sugar." Song Qingyuan stretched out his finger and shook it.

"I see, isn't it just picking flowers, I'm sure I can do it." Shiro patted his chest, took the small basket, and ran out.

"Heh", Song Qingyuan shook his head and smiled as he looked at Shiro's running back with his little short legs.

The bear child is still young and has not yet established a correct outlook on life. She believes that as long as she is good at guiding, the bear child will also become a good boy.