Listening to Wang Youbao's almost childish words, he smiled quietly and said, "You don't want to think about our relationship, we are friends." What's more, don't most of the families in Anjia Village leave the fish to you? ”

Wang Youbao was still a little angry: "It's obviously a village, why is the gap so big!" ”

Quietly: "My husband and I used to be from Jiuping Village, and Xiaolan was also from Jiuping Village before, you look at the people in Jiuping Village and us, is there a big gap?" ”

Wang Youbao nodded immediately: "Big!" Immediately, he was relieved, smiled, and said with emotion: "Money is a thing that can really test a person." ”

Jing Jing knew that Wang Youbao was not angry, so he didn't say anything to comfort him.

It's November.

On this day, November 3rd, Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi were washing sweet potatoes in the yard, planning to start making fans.

There are many processes to make vermicelli, and washing sweet potatoes can only be regarded as preparation, and there is still a long way to go before making vermicelli.

Just when Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi were talking and washing sweet potatoes, Aunt Yun came and came to deliver red eggs.

There were two red eggs stuffed in his hand, and he was very puzzled, so he asked, "Auntie, what are you?" ”

Aunt Yun couldn't close her mouth with a smile, "Xiaolan, she's pregnant again!" I hope it's a boy this time! ”

There is a custom here, whoever is pregnant with a child will send two red eggs from house to house in the village.

When Aunt Yun said that she hoped to be a male baby, she frowned slightly, a little disgusted, but still smiled: "Congratulations, Xiaolan told me last time that she wanted to have a few more children for Brother Anfu." ”

"That's a good dare," Aunt Yun was even happier, "Your uncle and I are only left with such a child as Fuzi in the end, and your uncle and I really hope that Fuzi can have more sons under him." ”

It's the son again

Isn't my daughter human?

You're a woman yourself

Quiet forcibly suppressed the resistance in her heart, but she didn't show it at all on her face, until Aunt Yun left, and Quiet looked at Xiao Changyi with a pouting and made a silent accusation.

Xiao Changyi felt that it was funny to be quiet like this, so he stopped washing sweet potatoes, dried his hands, and pinched Quiet's shriveled mouth, and when he saw that Quiet's mouth was still deflated, he pinched it again, and then, as if he was addicted to playing, as long as Quiet continued to deflat, he couldn't help but pinch it again.

Quiet: "I'm complaining to you about the inequality between men and women in this era, not to tease you

"Alright, stop playing." Quietly crying and laughing, he finally broke the work, and no longer complained to Xiao Changyi silently.

Xiao Changyi stopped playing, gently pulled her into his arms, and said, "I know what you think in your heart, but this is the case here, some thoughts have been deeply rooted." After a pause, he added, "You can't change it alone." ”

Jing Jing was a little aggrieved: "I don't want to change them, do you see I told them anything, I never said that they are patriarchal." ”

The corners of Xiao Changyi's mouth hooked slightly, his forehead against her forehead, pecked her lips, and then said, "You didn't say it on your lips, but you said it in your heart." ”

Quiet smiled at this time: "You really understand me." Immediately, she pretended to be happy and said: "Fortunately, I won't have children, if I give birth to a daughter, you won't be disgusted with death." ”

Xiao Changyi: "Are you blocking me, or are you blocking yourself?" ”

Quiet immediately smiled: "Both"