The old aunt's heart sees everyone as a child who needs to be cared for, but in the eyes of the child, she is just a little sister who needs protection.

In a world where you get married at fifteen or sixteen, it's easy to misunderstand people with too much enthusiasm.

"Brother Tiezhu, drink your saliva." Pandi served the sugar water that had been poured for him in the morning.

His eyes glanced at his eldest sister intentionally or unintentionally.

Ding Xue, who was warned for no reason, pursed her lips slightly, and Baba blinked violently.

I really want to be stupid, and I can't see what the little girl's glance means.

"Big sister." Pan Di turned around and gave Ding Xue a little water.

There are not many sugar cubes at home, and it is not enough to put them out to eat, but it is more than enough to drink two bowls of sugar water.

The children of all families are generous, and they don't know how to do anything unless they put it in their hands, and they don't want to eat it even if they put it in their hands.

Compared with them, Jin Huanke is much more different.

Peach crisp, he picked the space to produce, egg rolls, soda crackers, sugar egg white cakes do not fall.

As for the peach crisp, mouth crisp, and fruit from Bazhen Building, he didn't touch it.

"Anping, do you want to listen to books?"

Very self-controlled, he asked Anping who was biting the egg roll after eating a little.

An Ping's penetrating gaze lifted to look at him twice, and then took two egg rolls and stood up.

"Take some of the same."

Ding Xue thought that the two children could eat while reading and listening, and vacated a small snack box to divide it.

"Eldest sister, Senior Brother Jin only eats these."

An Ping's slender fingers clicked a few times in succession.

Ding Xuewei was still taking it at first, but when she got half of it, her hand stopped.

Raising her eyes, she looked at Jin Huan, but saw that his face was flat.

"Eldest sister, junior brother likes to eat those, you pretend to be those." Pan Di spoke up.

Turning her head and glancing at Pan Di, Ding Xuewei continued to move her hands.

They didn't notice anything wrong, and Laidi also actively stuffed melon seeds for the children.

When Anping went out with Jin Huan with a small snack box, Pandi returned her hand and distributed the few remaining egg rolls to the children.

"My eldest sister has been buying it for a long time, and it will go bad if she doesn't finish it anymore."

For the peasant child, this phrase represents not contempt, but good luck.

In the farmhouse, everything delicious is saved, or kept for hospitality, and it will be given to the elderly, and they simply don't like it too much.

One by one, I wanted to put the peach crisp back in my hand.

"Take it all to eat, this rain, turn around and scatter, if it weren't for the fact that there were many people in the house and it was dry, it would have to be soft today." Ding Xue followed Pan Di's words slightly.

When the children cautiously and seriously took a bite of the egg roll, she followed: "Turn around, I want some green, if you have time, you can help me pick an old mint leaf!" ”

"Green?"

"Old mint leaves?"

"I want to change the color of the canvas, and now I can get the color of the plant, except for yellow, the only thing I can get is the green of the mint leaves by the gutter." Ding Xuewei is not an explanation of the explanation.

The children didn't know what the canvas meant, so she opened her mouth and just did it.

"When do you want it?" Bai Xiang estimated his own work.

Ding Xue slightly broke an egg white cake: "I'll tell you when I turn back, I'm busy during this time, so I'm not in a hurry." ”

They were afraid that their sisters would stuff themselves with things again, and after the children said that they had finished talking, they found an excuse that it was time to cook and left.

Seeing that Ding Xuewei picked up peach crisps and fruits one after another, Dahua hurriedly stopped them.

"Sister Xuewei, don't give it to us again, eat again, you don't have to cook lunch."

Ding Xuewei didn't listen, she picked up a lot one after another and put them on the table.

"This rain can't stop today, the fire in the house has been burning, and when my aunt comes back, it will be warm immediately."

She just said that she didn't give it to you, to your mother, what else could the two children do, of course, let her leave the snack box.

It takes a lot of time to come and go, Aunt Zhang Qi'er and they didn't come back at noon, after dinner, the big and small flowers cleaned up the house, Jin Huan gave the three little ones to study, and Ding Xuewei, she picked up a charcoal pen and drew it.

Historically, when the sting is just thunder, sprinkle a few drops of light rain meaning, this year, the thunderstorm is not to mention, it is four and a half days.

In the first two days, Ding Xuewei didn't have to go out, but in the next two days, she didn't have to, and she pondered that the laborers didn't dare to be idle, so she went to the bamboo forest one after another, and simply invited someone.

While digging bamboo shoots, collect bamboo insects.

In two days, not only did they pile up bamboo shoots that could be fed for more than ten days, but also collected nearly 200 catties of bamboo insects.

When the sky finally cleared, the dirty clothes of each family were washed directly on the ground.

In the matter of laundry, Anping still has a lot of say, because he is responsible for teaching Jin Huan.

Ding Xuewei doesn't have to care about Jin Huan, it's not comfortable to be stuck in the women's pile, the thicker shoulder jacket is the one who helps their sisters wash one, and the other who helps them wash one.

Xiao Li, Wang, and Wen Jing, who dragged the baby to wash the clothes, saw the picture of the sisters without any clothes.

"You're early."

Xiao Li pouted with her signature smile, said hello in a circle, and then said to Ding Xuewei's sisters, settling Wanyi while talking.

Looking at the little clothes of their sisters, and then looking at the large number of people they were responsible for, Wen Jing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"You help me."

Without thinking about it, she threw Li and her thick shoulders to the three sisters.

It's nothing for the granddaughter to wash her grandmother's clothes, in the past, when they lived together, it was Xiao Li's, Wang's and the two children's diapers and their sisters didn't wash them.

There was no reaction to Wen Jing's move to let her do the laundry.

Seeing them so obedient, in contrast to the quiet face and temperament, the surrounding women all sank their eyes.

Glancing at everyone, Xiao Li lowered his eyebrows and brushed silently.

Although Wang didn't dare to say anything, his face was even uglier than Wen Jing, especially when Wanxin fell and cried.

Standing up and pulling the child, she pulled the child up, and slapped and yelled: "What are you crying about, you are not a young lady, don't cry!" Still crying! If your milk doesn't hurt and your grandfather doesn't love it, where are you qualified to cry and who to cry to. ”

She may not know the word Sang scolding Huai, but everyone who heard these two sentences knew that she was alluding to Ding Xuewei's sisters and brothers.

Involuntarily, everyone's eyes drifted in the direction of the sisters, but they saw that the three of them didn't look like they had heard it, and carefully scrubbed Li's shoulders.

"Still crying, still crying, don't cry..."

Wang rudely dragged the baby around, and his voice grew louder and louder.

I didn't bother to talk about her quietness before, but I can't stand it now.

"Third sister-in-law, you lighten it, Wanxin has already fallen, and you still shoot her."

"The girl's family, every day she knows how to cry, so she howls like a dead mother, if she doesn't teach, she won't be able to go to heaven in the future, my baby, I don't want them to even have a conscience, just know that they are comfortable, no matter whether the elders in the family live or die." Wang replied unceremoniously and spoke impassionedly.

Daily yelling for tickets, asking for collections···

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