Chapter 129: Wang Xiuzhen's Trick

Fang Dasong was also relieved when he heard this: "Then hurry up and wash it, I'll let your mother heat the dishes again and eat." ”

Qin Chai'er responded, glanced at Wang Xiuzhen who was kneeling on the ground, didn't speak, turned around and went to the room to prepare to boil some hot water, and when he opened the lid of the pot, a burst of hot air came out, and a large pot of hot water was actually boiled.

Fang Liuniu walked in as if invited: "Second sister-in-law, I boiled the water, I'm intimate." "I rubbed Qin Chai'er with a new dress to wear, so naturally I want to repay it.

Qin Chai'er looked at her with a smug face, and pulled her pigtails with a smile: "Yes, I will reward the New Year's money later." ”

"Yay! My second sister-in-law is the best. ”

Wang Xiuzhen was still kneeling, and on a cold day, although she wore a thick layer of cotton pants on her knees, she still felt numb in her hands and feet. Listening to Qin Chai'er's sister-in-law again, his nose counted, and he sobbed.

Today, she naturally has to do enough in this play.

Qin Chai'er went back to the house to get her clothes and washed her body, and glanced at her. Listening to Fang Liuniu, after she went out, Wang Xiuzhen followed and went out, as if she was going out with her sister-in-law, and she had just come back not long ago, and knelt down without saying anything.

Why did you suddenly find out your conscience when you went out on this trip? Qin Chai'er couldn't figure it out, but he also shouted from afar: "Get up, everything has happened, what's the use of kneeling, remember it in the future, don't take things that have a clear conscience." ”

Wang Xiuzhen listened to her sister-in-law's words today and knelt here with an iron heart.

In the morning, she went to the black clinic with her sister-in-law, and the daughter in her belly was planned, and now she has family planning, and if she has another daughter, it will be over, so she can't keep it.

But the money given by Liu Zhenjiang was all looted by Fang Zhongqiang, and there was only one way to drain this child, if something happened to her, even if Qin Chai'er didn't take the money, Fang Dasong would take it.

"I can't afford it, I know that I did something wrong, and I should kneel, and I should kneel for four hours, but I can't afford it."

"I didn't wake you up, I called the child in my belly." If it weren't for the big belly, she wouldn't have bothered to care about her life or death.

Wang Xiuzhen listened, and even came to the play, wiping her tears while stroking her stomach and said: "This baby also knows that his mother has done something wrong, so if you can understand, he will kneel with me." ”

Qin Chai'er didn't bother to persuade her, if she liked it, she would kneel, and if she said a few more words, it was estimated that Wang Xiuzhen felt that what she did was not a big deal.

Qin Chai'er came out of the shower, the meal was already hot, Fang Zhongkai stretched out his hand and pulled her to sit next to him, and brought her the chicken soup: "Hurry up and drink it, warm up." ”

The family was eating lively, and no one cared about Wang Xiuzhen. Only Fang Xiaohong was strange, so she asked Fang Dasong: "Grandpa, why doesn't my mother eat and kneel." ”

"Your mother has done something wrong, and she has to be punished on her knees."

The little thing understood the matter, grabbed a piece of chicken in his hand, trotted over and stuffed it into Wang Xiuzhen's mouth: "You remember, don't do anything wrong next time." ”

After dinner, Fang Zhongkai went to the village chief, and after a while, the village radio sounded: "Liu Zhenjiang, Liu Zhenjiang went to the threshing floor after hearing the broadcast, and someone returned your money." ”

Liu Zhenjiang watched the black-and-white TV at home, and he was just relishing, and he was also puzzled when he listened to the radio. There are quite a few people in the village who have borrowed money from him, and it is good to come to his house to repay the money, and he can be told to go to the threshing floor on the radio?