Zhao Ling had already walked out of the courtyard with Xiaohua.

Zhao Xiaohe walked slowly with things on his back, and when he arrived at the gate, he was stopped by Liu Wenhui who came out of the house.

"Xiao He, are you back?"

Liu Wenhui's tone was soft and weak, with Chu Chu in her beautiful eyes.

Zhao Xiaohe has never said anything cruel to such a person, and he also showed a somewhat embarrassed smile when he saw this, "Yes, I just came back." ”

Liu Wenhui looked at the bamboo basket behind her and cautiously tentatively said, "You bought something?" ”

Zhao Xiaohe instantly lost his expression and took a few steps towards the gate.

"Yes." As she spoke, she glanced at Zhao Ling, who was frowning outside, and hurriedly retracted her gaze and said, "Aunt Liu, my sister-in-law is still waiting for me, I'll go first." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xiaohe ran out with something on his back.

Liu Wenhui wanted to ask something, and walked a few steps further, but found that there was no one outside the gate.

She stood in the courtyard and thought about it, and finally walked to the kitchen.

As soon as I entered, I found that the bamboo basket on Zhao Ling's back was placed next to the stove, and there were a bunch of things inside.

Liu Wenhui hurriedly walked up, flipped through it, and found that in addition to some food, there were also a few feet of extraordinarily beautiful bright cotton cloth.

Liu Wenhui's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly took out the cotton cloth and gestured to herself.

The size of a ready-to-wear garment is a little small, but it is still possible to make a half-length shirt.

Liu Wenhui happily took out the cotton cloth, stuffed the grain back, and when she turned around, she saw that there seemed to be something in the firewood.

She walked over curiously, and after pulling the thing out, she realized that it was a dark cloth, which was better than the material in her hand.

It's just that the color is not very good, and it will definitely not be possible to make clothes for her, so Liu Wenhui frowned regretfully. Just thinking about it, this can also be worn by Qi Shu, so it is better to bring it back to make clothes for Qi Shu.

Thinking of this, she picked up the two pieces of cloth and walked out of the kitchen by herself.

……

As soon as Zhao Ling and his children entered Hexi Village, they were stopped at the intersection.

It was a half-grown teenager, Zhao Ling was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

As soon as the other party spoke, she understood: "Are you the eldest grandson of Uncle Lobby?" I beat that kid's brother, right? ”

Hearing Zhao Ling mention this matter, the young man bared his teeth at Zhao Ling like a little wolf cub: "My grandfather said, since you married and became a wife of the Qi family, you are no longer a member of the Zhao family, and you are not allowed to come back to our Hexi Village." ”

Zhao Ling's expression faded, and he said leisurely: "There is a law in the world that stipulates that married girls can't go back to their parents' homes?" Besides, Hexi Village is not only the Zhao family, is it possible for your grandfather to dominate the family in Hexi Village? ”

The little boy is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he looks at some knowledgeable people, but when it comes to lip service, where can he beat Zhao Ling.

As soon as Zhao Ling said these words, he immediately blushed, and he couldn't say it again.

Zhao Ling took a few steps forward, and when she saw that the young man was still blocking her way, she frowned slightly, and said coldly: "You have thought about it, if you don't let me in today, I will go to sue the official now." I want to see if the hall uncle can go over the head of the county master? ”

A sentence of the county master is enough to crush the last straw in the young man's heart.

Although he was reluctant in his heart, he also let the way and just followed Zhao Ling step by step.

Zhao Xiaohe looked back, looking a little hesitant, but he didn't say anything after all.

When a few people arrived outside the gate of Zhao's house, the young man walked away with his face drawn.

Zhao Ling didn't care about him, and knocked on the door by himself.

After waiting for a while, someone came and opened the door. The first time Lin saw Zhao Ling, he reflexively shrunk his neck.

After seeing Zhao Xiaohe who was following Zhao Ling, his eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth: "Xiao He." ”

Zhao Xiaohe looked at Zhao Ling, and Zhao Ling greeted first: "Sister-in-law." ”

After that, she reminded the little flower in her arms to shout.

Xiaohua didn't have much impression of the Lin family, Zhao Ling taught her, and she shouted crisply: "Auntie." ”

Lin Shi smiled, stepped out of the way and let a few people in, and then fell on the bamboo basket behind Zhao Xiaohe.

After Zhao Xiaohe gave her a look, Lin didn't speak, and several people followed into the house.

Mrs. Zhao was scolding people with a loudspeaker as always, but the person who was scolded today changed from the Lin family to the Yang family.

Hearing the movement in the yard, Mrs. Zhao looked over her head while scolding, and when she saw that it was Zhao Ling, her eyes suddenly lit up: "Ning Ning? Why are you here? ”

Hearing her scolding words come to an abrupt end, Zhao Ling laughed before saying, "I haven't come back to see my mother and father for a while, come back and take a look." ”

"Hurry up, go into the house." As she spoke, Mrs. Zhao looked at Xiaohua again, wanting to speak and stopping.

Zhao Ling's heart moved, and reminded Xiaohua: "Did Huahua forget to call someone?" ”

Xiaohua looked at Mrs. Zhao timidly, and after a while, she held back a sentence: "Grandma." ”

The child's voice was milky, soft and waxy, and Mrs. Zhao's face instantly looked like a flower after autumn, and she laughed into layers of wrinkles.

Greeted Zhao Ling, and saw Zhao Xiaohe following behind, still carrying a bamboo basket, she was like a master of changing her face, and immediately said with a cold face: "Why are you here too?" ”

The trace of expectation overflowing in Zhao Xiaohe's heart disappeared in an instant, and she couldn't help but have a cold face.

Zhao Ling turned around when he heard the sound and said to Mrs. Zhao: "I asked Xiao He to accompany me." ”

Mrs. Zhao didn't say anything, but kept her eyes on the bamboo basket.

Zhao Ling put Xiaohua down, took the bamboo basket in Zhao Xiaohe's hand, and said to Mrs. Zhao: "Go to the house, Xiaohe and I brought you something." ”

The light in the room was not strong, and Old Man Zhao was sitting by the window and was wiping his farm tools, probably sensing that someone had come in the house and looked up.

Zhao Ling has been wearing books for so long, and it is the first time he has seen the original father.

The face is wrinkled, with a bit of the honest and honest of a peasant family, and a little wooden.

Seeing Zhao Ling, he was stunned for a moment before getting up and said, "Ning Ning is back?" ”

There was no special joy, and there was no emotion, as if it was business.

Zhao Ling learned about the old man's personality from the book, and also knew that he was born like this, so he didn't say much, only nodded: "Come back and see you and your mother." ”

After that, she put the bamboo basket on the ground, took out two plain fabrics and said, "This is the cloth I bought for you and my mother, so that my mother will have to make you a dress when she is free." ”

Old man Zhao probably didn't expect it, and the expression on his face paused, and then he turned his head to look at Mrs. Zhao a little crampedly.

Mrs. Zhao is younger than him, and her expression is obviously more vivid than his.

Seeing this fabric, he took a breath directly: "You kid, where did you get the money?" ”

Zhao Ling smiled and said: "Xiao He taught me a way to make money, and the two of us went to the town to make some money." I've been married for so long, and I've never bought anything for my parents, although it's not a good thing, it's also a filial piety to your second elder. ”

Mrs. Zhao didn't think that she could still have a day when she was honored by her daughter, and suddenly held the cloth with tears in her eyes.