Mrs. Qiu glanced at her youngest son, took out the dough, thought for a while, and said, "Yes, it was your eldest brother the night before, it was your second brother last night, and it's you tonight. ”

The man smiled, "Eh, mother, don't worry, we will definitely give birth to a big fat grandson for my mother." Your daughter-in-law is from the city, and she will definitely be able to give birth to a city child like a little stone. ”

"Well, that's good." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the crying of a woman and the scolding of a man.

"It shouldn't be that the second brother is beating his daughter-in-law."

Mrs. Qiu listened to the increasingly poignant cry, and her kind face when facing the little stone was replaced with indifference, and her voice did not have much warmth, even with a hint of fierceness, "Don't care, if you are disobedient, you should let your second brother teach you a good lesson." That's how the little daughter-in-law in the village came over, and she was obedient after training. You go with the leash tonight, if she doesn't obey......"

Mrs. Qiu didn't say the latter words, but her youngest son, who grew up in the village and was in his thirties, had already understood.

He hurriedly responded, "Eh, mother, my son knows." ”

Mrs. Qiu was satisfied.

To deal with these "daughters-in-law" from the city, the people in their village have long sorted out a set of methods to ensure that she is trained to be obedient, stay at home well, give birth to children to their families, and pass on the family lineage, otherwise, it will ......

Mrs. Qiu thought of the fate of those disobedient "daughters-in-law", and snorted coldly.

If you don't obey, you will die.

Mrs. Qiu's conversation, Xiao Shi was not obedient, he held the painting book in his arms, and walked into the house with his little short legs.

There is no electricity in the village, and there is no way to get electricity here, and every household has always used either candles or kerosene lamps.

It was evening again, and the room was dark.

Little Stone thought of something, and hurriedly groped his way to a place, padding his little feet, and groping for a kerosene lamp.

The match was struck, and the kerosene lamp was lit, instantly illuminating a little face of the little one.

Looking at the bright kerosene lamp, Little Stone smiled.

He held a kerosene lamp in his two chubby hands, walked cautiously into the room on his short legs.

The kerosene lamp doesn't shine much, but it's enough to see what's in a cramped room.

I saw that there was a long kang in the house, which is the characteristic of this place, it is very cold here in winter, and you need to burn the kang to keep warm when you sleep.

At this time, there was a figure curled up on this kang.

She was covered in a quilt, making it impossible to see what she looked like at this time.

Xiaoshi held the kerosene lamp, looked at it in a daze for a while, pursed his lips, and wanted to say something, but he still didn't say anything.

He stood on tiptoe and placed the kerosene lamp on a table next to the kang.

Little Stone knows that his mother is afraid of the dark.

So after being sensible, Xiaoshi would light a kerosene lamp for his mother at night.

After setting up the kerosene lamp, the little stone stood in place, and several times stepped forward, remembering something, and shrunk back, until at last he sat down under the pit, with his hands on his little knees, which seemed to be the closest place to his mother.

The kerosene lamp reflected his little white face, and he turned his head slightly, looking at the person on the bed, his big eyes full of longing and anticipation.

But the people on the kang didn't move.

"Little stone, little stone, come and get something to eat." Outside, it was Mrs. Qiu's shouting.

The little stone stood up suddenly, and ran out with its little short legs.

"Here, little stone, this is a scallion pancake for you and your mother." Mrs. Qiu took out three scallion pancakes.

"You eat two by yourself, and one for your mother." Mrs. Qiu handed it over and instructed.

For Mrs. Qiu, only the dolls in the mountain village need to eat well, especially Xiaoshi's beautiful and chubby baby, but Xiaoshi, the girl from the city, doesn't need it, she won't starve to death.

"Grandma Qiu, thank you." Little Stone takes the scallion pancake.

Mrs. Qiu's skills are good, especially the first-hand cake skills, these three scallion pancakes were baked by her to crispy and crispy, fragrant, and smelling makes people very appetizing.

Although Grandma Qiu said a lot of things, Xiao Shi didn't like it very much, but it didn't prevent him from saying thank you, this was taught by his mother, and children should be polite.

The taste of the scallion pancake is really overbearing, because it has just been baked and it is still hot in your hand.

Little Stone couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

He wanted to eat it, but he put up with it.

Holding the scallion pancake, he walked upside down into the house, his steps with eagerness and joy.

Soon, he came to the side of the kang.

The figure of the cat in the bed on the kang still maintained the movements he had just left, as if he had not moved at all.

"Mom, scallion pancakes, delicious scallion pancakes, get up and eat." Xiaoshi finally mustered up the courage, freed a little fat hand, pulled the quilt, and his big eyes were full of anticipation.

"Mom, eat, the cake is fragrant." The little one's voice was milky and soft.

The three scallion pancakes were packed separately, and Xiao Shi handed the one containing the two pancakes forward, and continued: "Mom, get up and eat." ”

At this moment, the people on the kang finally moved.

As if annoyed by the small stones, she lifted the quilt and sat up.

She even stretched out her hand and waved it fiercely, and the scallion pancake held by Xiao Shi was thrown to the ground, and Xiao Shi's center of gravity was unstable, so he also fell down and sat on the ground.

"Don't touch me." The person on the kang spoke, and it was a woman's voice, cold and indifferent.

The kerosene lamp reflects the appearance of the person on the kang.

This is a woman, a woman who looks to be in her twenties.

Her hair was very long, but her hair was disheveled, very messy, and under her hair, her face was very thin.

No, it shouldn't be described as thin, the woman's facial features are undoubtedly good-looking, but there is not much flesh on her face, her cheeks are even more sunken, her lips are pale, and there is not much blood on her face, she is haggard and withered, and only a pair of eyes that are almost exactly the same as Xiaoshi are wide open.

At first glance, she looks like a crazy woman.

Because the quilt was lifted, her body was also exposed.

is also wearing cotton clothes and pants, but I don't know if the clothes are too loose, or because she is very thin, anyway, the clothes are worn on her, empty, like a child stealing the clothes of adults, very nondescript.

The woman sat on the kang like this, looking straight at the small stone on the ground, and under the kerosene lamp, her eyes were gloomy.

The moment the small stone fell, he was blindfolded, but he quickly reacted.

The little guy stood up with his little hands on the ground, and his first reaction was to look at his mother on the kang and said, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, the little stone doesn't hurt, the little stone stands up on its own." ”