When Aunt Ping heard Ru'er say this, she raised her eyes and looked at Ru'er and said, "Is this good?" ”

"What's not good? You will punish her by pretending that she has no children on the pretext that she has no children. Ru'er looked at Aunt Ping and said.

"Then how can you punish her properly?" Pinggu asked.

She really didn't think of a way to punish the young girl.

Although she hated the young girl very much, she could scold the young girl at most, or give her less food.

But I have never made the plan calculate half of the young girl, and now I am a little worried when I listen to Ru'er's calculation.

So it's a little unstable, how to punish her.

"Hmph, of course let her go to the temple to pray for you." Ru'er said.

Pinggu was a little disappointed when she heard this: "What kind of punishment is this!" ”

She often goes to the temple to burn incense and pray. So Pinggu really didn't feel that going to the temple to pray, what kind of punishment was it.

When Ru'er heard Aunt Ping's question, she glanced at her with disgust: "So if you don't go to school, you will become a lot more ignorant." ”

Aunt Ping choked up, she wanted to go back. But I thought that I was begging for a young girl again, so I swallowed my words again.

Instead, he changed his flattering face: "Good sister, you tell my sister what kind of recipe this is." ”

Ru'er looked slightly at the basket brought by Pinggu out of the corner of her eyes, and Pinggu looked at her eyes and immediately understood.

Hurriedly got a copper hairpin and took it out: "I think this hairpin is quite suitable for my sister." ”

As she spoke, Pinggu got up and inserted the copper hairpin into Ru'er's hair.

Finally, she took a look at the copper hairpin quite distressed, this hairpin was still given to her by Liu Da when he came back from the city a few days ago.

Ru'er, who brought the new hairpin, was satisfied and helped her haircut: "Actually! ”

"Since she killed your son, then don't destroy her."

"Ruined her?" Pinggu was puzzled and asked, how did this ruin it?

"What do you think is the most important thing for a woman?" Ru'er said with an evil smile.

"You!" Pinggu instantly understood.

"If you don't give up, then your son will die in vain." Ru'er looked at Aunt Ping's hesitant appearance, and said again.

"Since she killed your son, how about making her life miserable!" Ru'er gently placed her hand on Pinggu's shoulder.

Aunt Ping was stunned for a while: "Okay! ”

Ru'er smiled: "I'll find you someone then." ”

"Don't worry, no one will know about it."

Pinggu nodded, looking out the window at the drizzle that gradually stopped.

"It's getting late, it's time for me to go back."

"Hmm!"

About three more days passed.

this day.

Liu Dada, who had nothing to do, was compiling the basket, and Pinggu walked in front of him with some nervousness.

"Great, I heard the older generation in the village say a few days ago." Pinggu said it extremely carefully.

"Say what!" Liu Da asked lightly while weaving the back basket.

They said that according to the young girl's fate, she should be sent to the temple to pray for blessings. Such.... Ping still didn't dare to say all the thoughts in his heart, but when he thought of his son.

She gritted her teeth: "Then we may have children of our own." ”

When he heard the words of his own child, Liu Da stopped.

Looking up at Aunt Ping: "Then I'll send it." ”

Pinggu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

She never thought it would be so simple.

And the young girl never thought that entering the temple to pray for blessings would make her even more miserable.

Until the last .......