Chapter 11: The Idea of Fighting That Field
The women in the field were chatting hotly, only Qin Chai'er was silent and immersed in her work, she was delicate and organized, Wang Xiuzhen saw it in her eyes, and the prejudices in her heart gradually disappeared a lot.
Wang Xiuzhen saw that it was not too early, and called Qin Chai'er to pack up and go back to Liu Zhenjiang's house to help.
Liu Zhenjiang's banquet was held in the new house, and when Qin Chai'er followed behind Wang Xiuzhen, he saw Liu Zhenjiang standing there from a distance handing out cigarettes to several elders in the village.
Liu Zhenjiang, who is only twenty-two years old, has gained a lot of weight, and his face of the Chinese character that used to look righteous is obviously whiter, with twenty-eight hair, wearing a striped shirt and gray trousers, and wearing leather shoes in style.
Listening to Wang Xiuzhen's greeting, Liu Zhenjiang nodded lightly, his eyes passed over Qin Chai'er, and returned to the conversation.
He was talking about the land he had sold to Sun Songcai before, saying that he would buy the land back when the funds were returned.
Coincidentally, Qin Chai'er was also playing with the idea of that piece of land.
Sun Songcai originally bought the land with the intention of planting cotton, but the price of cotton plummeted, and the cotton field he co-planted was lost, and the land he bought from Liu Zhenjiang has been shelved.
That piece of land has been very useful in recent years, so Liu Zhenjiang must not be allowed to buy it first.
Wang Xiuzhen led Qin Chai'er into Liu Zhenjiang's new house, and also blended into the group of women, choosing vegetables and peeling garlic, chatting about men and women while busy.
Qin Chai'er heard that there was also a pot for cooking in the old house, so she excused herself to help.
The old mansion is a bad place for the people in the village, because Zhao Shuixin died in it, and the only thing that is not taboo is Zhao Xiuhong.
If it weren't for Zhao Xiuhong's introduction, Zhao Shuixin would not have married, two good playmates who grew up together since childhood, and they wanted to marry the same village to take care of them, but they didn't expect to hurt Zhao Shuixin.
probably thinking of such a day and thinking of the tragic death of his good sister, Zhao Xiuhong burned the stove, and suddenly began to bow his head and wipe his tears.
Qin Chai'er stood by the door, watching her squat on the stove and crying, and her heart was also very uncomfortable. Although she had hatred and regret in her heart, she never blamed Zhao Xiuhong.
Taking a deep breath, she took a step and walked in: "Sister-in-law, I'll come over and give you a hand." ”
As soon as Zhao Xiuhong raised her head, she saw a girl coming towards her, combing two braids, her little face was white and clean, and she looked very comfortable and eye-catching.
"You are the little daughter-in-law of Zhongkai in the village. It's so pretty. ”
Qin Chai'er smiled and lowered her head: "Sister-in-law, go back and breastfeed the third baby, I'll look at this." ”
Zhao Xiuhong was a little surprised that Qin Chai'er knew her situation so well, but when she thought that it should be Wang Xiuzhen's words, she didn't take it to heart, handed the tongs in her hand to Qin Chai'er and stood up: "You say so, I'm still a little bit swollen, this meal will be simmered for a while, then I'll go back first." ”
Qin Chai'er nodded, she deliberately split the people.
Listening to Zhao Xiuhong's steps and walking away, she came out of the room, saw that there was no one in the courtyard, and walked directly to the main room.
The door was not locked, but the latch was closed, since Zhao Shuixin was broken and thrown into the cowshed, Liu Zhenjiang slept in a partial room, and later started a new house, and the things in the house were not even too lazy to lose, and they were idle with this house.
Qin Chai'er entered the main house familiarly, groped at the bottom of the closet, and finally took out the small cloth bag she had hidden before, which contained an IOU of eighty yuan and a silver bracelet that her father left for her before his death.
Things were stuffed into the inner pocket, Qin Chai'er got up to go out, but when she heard the sound of the door creaking open, she raised her head in fright and stood in front of her.