His son's independence made Jiang Lanqing both relieved and distressed.

Although she really wants to wash her son's face, but her son is a boy, and there are things that make him independent as soon as possible.

The freshly washed Jiang Jingxuan sat at the dining table with only three wooden planks, looking at the sweet potato soup in front of him in a daze.

He hadn't eaten in the morning since he could remember, can these be eaten now?

Seeing that his son didn't move his chopsticks, Jiang Lanqing was about to ask him if he didn't like it, when a shrill and mean voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Little bastard, go down the mountain again to steal my things, get out of here for the old lady, see that I don't pick your skin and pull your tendons."

I could hear that this person gritted his teeth when he scolded.

Jiang Jingxuan, who was still immersed in the aroma of his mother's food, trembled inexplicably when he heard this scolding.

Jiang Lanqing didn't delve into the source of sweet potatoes yesterday, and when he heard the scolding, he couldn't help frowning.

She could clearly feel her son trembling, as if he was afraid of the scolding.

I don't want to believe that my son, who has a pair of clean and bright eyes, will steal from others.

As soon as he picked up his son and walked out of the low shed, he saw a woman with an old dark blue apron around her waist, unkempt hair, and chapped lips holding a stick in her hand, and scolding her face at the mother and son: "You short-lived seed of Huolan, and you went to the bottom of the mountain to steal my sweet potato, and you choked to death if you eat carefully." ”

The woman's name is Ma Jinhua, she is Li Pan's daughter-in-law in the village, she is spicy, loves to take advantage of small advantages, and she especially dislikes the good-looking Jiang Lanqing.

Last evening, I heard Chunyang's daughter-in-law Luo Sanhui and several others talk about Jiang Lanqing, saying that she seems to be different from before now.

She was completely disdainful, saying that her nature was difficult to change, and it was difficult for dogs to change to eat, and at night she heard her son Goudan say that Jiang Jingxuan passed by her door with sweet potatoes in his pocket.

It just so happened that yesterday afternoon, her sweet potatoes were picked up, and she thought that Jiang Jingxuan had stolen them, and she cooked pig food early this morning, so she hurried to ask for sweet potatoes.

Jiang Lanqing's face was cold: "Your mouth is so poisonous, you are not afraid that it will fall on you, so you can't speak well?" ”

In his previous life, when he was a child, he and his brother depended on each other, and he was often beaten and scolded in the village, Jiang Lanqing learned a lot of quarrels, but he was not afraid of the menacing Ma Jinhua in front of him.

Ma Jinhua, who was already on fire, was even more angry when she heard Jiang Lanqing's words, gritted her teeth, and pointed at Jiang Lanqing with a stick with a fierce look: "Say it well, why don't you go to heaven, Huolan female cousin, no matter if your son is good, let him steal things all day long, can you still say good about stealing?" ”

Jiang Jingxuan saw Ma Jinhua scolding his mother, and he didn't like words, and it was rare for him to speak: "I didn't steal." ”

Ma Jinhua snorted coldly, looking at people with a small look: "You didn't steal, you didn't steal the eggs in my chicken coop, how can there be fewer eggs every day, the sweet potatoes you took yesterday weren't dug in my field?" ”

Jiang Jingxuan's little face was full of anger, and his small chest was so angry that he stared at Ma Jinhua coldly.

Seeing this, Ma Jinhua sneered twice: "Look, I can't speak when I say it!" I don't give it back to my mother. ”

Jiang Lanqing opened his mouth and said, "I just want to ask, did you see my son stealing your eggs and sweet potatoes?" As the saying goes, catch thieves and stolen goods, catch traitors and catch doubles, don't indiscriminately wronged people. ”

"Wronged! Your son walks by at my door every day, and yesterday he saw him carrying several sweet potatoes, which must be from my home. Ma Jinhua insisted.

Jiang Jingxuan's eyes turned red in a hurry, and he yelled at Ma Jinhua: "I really didn't steal anything." ”