Jin Xiaolou has always known that for mothers who have no milk, the best thing is to feed their babies rice soup, but this cannibalistic Jin family is not even willing to give Jin Xiaolou a bowl of rice, let alone give Jin Xiaolou's children a bite to eat.

They want to exchange this child for money, and they also want Jin Xiaolou to raise the child himself, and then hand it over to them, empty gloves white wolf.

Therefore, Jin Xiaolou took a risk and found wild honey.

It's a pity that Lin'er is allergic to honey.

"Hmph, make breakfast and swallow it slowly, do you want me to serve you?" Seeing that Huang Guizhi was silent, Zhou remembered that she and Jin Xiaolou had laughed at herself before, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, "It's good to make a fire in the middle of the night, why is it that you are pretending to be a daughter again?" ”

Huang Guizhi rarely cooks, although she was depressed when she was in her mother's house, but she still has two sisters above her, and it is not her turn to cook. In the middle of the night last night, for Lin'er, I was in a hurry, but I also made a fire and cooked a pot of rice soup.

But this morning, this breakfast should have been made by the Zhou family, but the Zhou family was already a mother-in-law, so he was willing to do it himself, so naturally he shouted Huang Guizhi before dawn and pointed into the firewood room.

At this moment, half an hour has passed, and Huang Guizhi has not even been able to make a fire.

The firewood room was pitch black, and there were perennial greasy oil smoke stains everywhere, which would fall down from time to time, stick to the clothes, and could not be washed off.

Zhou was wearing new clothes that had just been beaten, so she was reluctant to go into the house, leaning against the door, tilting her head, and saw the small pot of rice soup left over from feeding the scales last night.

As if grasping something, his expression suddenly became triumphant, and he turned his head and walked out.

Jin Xiaolou naturally saw the clue.

A woman like Zhou, who has been a daughter-in-law for many years, has been a mother-in-law for many years, and she suffered a lot of anger from the Wu family when she was young, and now she wants to make up for all the dignity and satisfaction lost in the past from Huang Guizhi.

As for Scales, she is a person who has nothing to do with her, just because she has no grandchildren, she can't see others give birth to children.

An innocent childish child has become a thorn in her eye.

Jin Xiaolou took out the fire fold and handed it to Huang Guizhi: "Use this, you can ignite the fire by blowing it, it is very easy to use, and it will not be so difficult to make a fire in the future." ”

Huang Guizhi was overjoyed, raised his head, and his eyes lit up instantly: "This is a fire excerpt!" When I was a child, I saw Aunt Zhang at home use it, but I never saw it again after coming to this Jingshui Village, and it was as if I never knew about this thing for a while! ”

Huang Guizhi's face was gray, and his little face was black like a cat.

Jin Xiaolou didn't think about it, so he naturally raised his hand, held Guizhi's face, and wiped it gently.

Huang Guizhi lived a pampered life when she was a child, with the foundation of a young lady, although she was downtrodden and married a woman, her skin was much fairer and more delicate than that of ordinary peasant women.

Reach out and touch it, and it will be like smooth and tender tofu.

Wipe away the ashes, and the face as white as the moon is revealed.

"Alright." Jin Xiaolou rubbed her dirty hands on her clothes, her clothes were already wet, not bad for this firewood ash. "That's what it's like! More beautiful than the wild pomegranate flowers in the back ravine! ”

"Nonsense...... Huang Guizhi lowered his head embarrassedly, smiled slightly, and raised two dimples.

Well, the scorching pomegranate flowers. The Jin family can't see such beautiful flowers in their eyes, and they just hope that the flowers will wither quickly and produce those huge pomegranates.

"Guizhi, you don't belong here." Jin Xiaolou suddenly said, "I don't belong here, we will definitely leave!" ”

"Nonsense again!" Huang Guizhi reprimanded, only thinking that she was a little sister and said something insignificant out of thin air.

Seeing that Jin Xiaolou was wet, she took off her overcoat and surrounded Jin Xiaolou inside: "Don't get cold, girl, it's not good for your health, you will feel good when the time comes." ”

After speaking, he lowered his eyes, but his heart jumped.

If only I could get out of here. It is like the clouds in the sky, flowing freely, gathering with the glow of the setting sun.

It's just that this thought is fleeting, Huang Guizhi smiled bitterly, where can he go if he leaves here?

Then he raised his eyes, but saw that Jin Xiaolou was holding the half pot of rice soup left over from the middle of the night last night, and drank it all in one gulp.

"What are you doing!" Huang Guizhi was surprised.

After feeding Scales in the middle of the night last night, she was busy coaxing Scales to sleep, and she forgot this half pot of rice soup here.

Even if you're hungry, you can't drink this sour rice soup.

Before Jin Xiaolou could explain, he heard the voice of the Wu family in the courtyard.

She grabbed a handful of firewood ashes on the ground and sprinkled it into the pot, and the next moment, Zhou had already supported Wu to stand in front of the firewood house.

Wu's face was dark, and a pair of eyes kept looking into the room, and finally stared straight at Huang Guizhi, and said word by word: "You stole rice to feed that little cub?" ”