"Little girl, hurry up, this woman is going to play tricks, and it hurts her eyes the most when she rolls around!" The little second brother gave Mrs. Wang one last look with contempt.

Mrs. Wang, who was about to sit on the ground, froze like this, not sitting, not sitting!

Ding Xuewei was still very polite, smiled, and said before leaving: "Ancestor of the Wang family, let's go first." ”

Mrs. Wang wanted to stop her, but the second brother stopped her from stopping her with a cool look.

was robbed of food, and it should have been sympathized with, but Mrs. Wang's operation simply collapsed the sympathy of the onlookers.

"What's going on?"

"This mother-in-law's food was robbed by the ruffian, and she happened to see the baby of her relatives, so she fooled the baby to give her food, and when she saw that there was no food to take, she turned her mind to the things that the baby bought. No, I was scared by the delivery! ”

At this time, Mrs. Wang was surrounded by a sense of gloom and despair, and the passers-by who listened to the words were a little unbearable.

"This old man is so pitiful, if he can help, why can't he help?"

"I gave money before, and the children didn't say they wouldn't help, but let her go to the village to find adults. You haven't seen her previous posture, you are not a good person at a glance, these days, poor relatives can pit people to death! ”

The passer-by looked at Mrs. Wang and couldn't help it, and opened his mouth to help twice, but he didn't want the communication between the two to have attracted Mrs. Wang's attention.

"You don't have any relatives at home? What's wrong with me pit her, what's your business with me pit her? It's not your relative, and I didn't ask you, what are you talking about? "The grain can't be recovered, the Ding family hasn't been pitted yet, and the more Mrs. Wang thinks about it, the more angry she becomes.

With a lap on the thigh, the man sat down on the ground.

"God, you really want to believe in the life of a woman! The life of a believer is hard... The Nading family, obviously has money, but that glance, I can see it... This big girl, if she doesn't save her when she dies, she will thunder and split that day, she won't be able to pass the Qingming Festival, and she won't be able to go to Zhongyuan... God, take her away, take her to her parents of the short-lived ghosts, and take her to the eighteenth floor of hell to be fried and burned alive..."

Who can feel good about this year?

Everyone is blaming God, but it's useless to scold the heavens!

From reporting her miserable life to blaming her rich relatives for not having mercy, to cursing Ding Xue for not being able to die well, Mrs. Wang never hiccuped, she cried smoothly and cursed silkily.

The woman, with a calm face and a lot of explanations, turned to leave.

The crowd that surrounded her at about the same time muttered that she was not leaving, but the crowd that was best gathered around, and their faces changed and changed.

"You mother-in-law, why do you speak so ugly, the baby has no parents, why is the child swearing so much?"

"Scolding you? Dog takes a mouse. Mrs. Wang was stunned for a second, followed by a turn in her voice, and started a new round of scolding.

With this person, he grabbed his companion who wanted to come forward to theorize: "The toad curses the blue sky, and the more the curse, the fresher it becomes." ”

"There is something hateful about the poor, and there is a good reason to say that!" He angrily pulled his companion away.

The old lady really felt that her life was miserable, the Ding family was not good, and Ding Xue was slightly hateful, so she didn't get up and leave because the people were gone, so she cried on the ground for half an hour.

Ding Xuewei's sister and brother walked a long way when they entered the Linglong Pavilion and came out, and she thought of the possibility that the Ding family might have driven the ox cart.

The bison is big, and he has the ability to pull the cart if he is not yet old, and then he has a small board car in Ding Xuewei, which is just right for the calf who is not yet old!

Thinking about the old lady who went to Ding's house naturally, she slipped up, but unfortunately, it was too late for her to chase.

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"How do you buy so much wheat?" Qiu Ling looked at Ding Xue and put a snack slightly, but her mind was not on the dim sum.

The staff of the grain store were one step faster than Ding Xuewei and them, and when they entered the door, they happened to finish moving the grain bags.

Ding Xuewei is not short of money, and she is also the master who can use money, Qiu Ling doesn't think she will have any ideas to save money. It just so happened that being idle was also idle, so I asked.

"I want to see everything." Ding Xuewei said without hesitation.

Qiu Ling was stunned for a moment, but soon took it for granted: "You are really... If you don't do it yourself, you don't want to die! ”

Growing rice in the south and wheat in the north is the best result of the practice of countless ancestors.

The little girl in front of her didn't believe anything, and wanted to test it herself... If it sounds good, she is curious, but if it is ugly, she can't even believe it!

At this time, Ding Xue was slightly worried about how to take out the wheat in the space, and she was not in the mood to brush it.

After sticking out his tongue mischievously, he divided the remaining dim sum into two parts, one for Anping to send into the Qiu family's couple's room, and the other half into the third sister's room.

Chen Yu didn't have the consciousness of being injured, and it is estimated that he will not be in the nest room when he comes back, so naturally he doesn't need to give them a room!

As soon as I went out, it was a long time, and after collecting the clothes, Ding Xuewei led the four little ones to the door, and after a while, the few laborers who were assigned to their sisters and brothers' fields to dry the boring leaves on the surface were called to the chicken pen.

Tomorrow, chickens, ducks and geese will be sent, and it is impossible for these people to build a wide duck and goose pen, and it is the best way to separate two rooms from the chicken pen.

After arranging the workers, Ding Xuewei took four small chickens to feed, even if the meal last night was too much, it couldn't last for most of the day, the chickens were already hungry and gurgling, and when they saw Ding Xuewei, they increased their volume even more anxiously.

Finally, a basket of chopped bamboo shoots was poured into the chicken pen, and the noisy rooster cries finally gradually subsided, and the noise finally decreased to a level acceptable to the human ear after another handful of chopped bamboo shoots were sprinkled in.

"My ears hurt!"

Anping said that he was afraid and shook his shoulders, and his small appearance was cute.

After a pause, Ding Xue said slightly: "This is the disadvantage of not having money, if you have money, you can hire someone for anything, if you don't have money, you have to do it yourself!" ”

"You don't have any money!" Jin Huan's tone was complicated.

An Ping, who nodded halfway through his head, suddenly stopped nodding his head, and looked at Jin Huan, who was also serious about cutting a bamboo shoot.

"Senior Brother Jin, rich people are also divided into levels, my eldest sister, compared to the people in the village is rich, but compared to Senior Brother Chen, it is beyond reach, you see, it is difficult for my eldest sister to invite someone, but Senior Brother Chen can't use manpower!"

It's not impossible to explain the problem with An Ping's idea, but he still feels that money is not everything.

"It's good to have money, but if you have more money, the house you live in will be bigger, and if you are far away, your heart will not be close, you can only say that there are benefits of being rich, and there are benefits of not having money!"

"Senior Brother Jin, you were made like that by your relatives, right?" An Ping blinked his good-looking Danfeng eyes and asked, the tone and gesture were the same as 'You come to.' It's the same thing.

Although the words were questions, the expression on the child's face was affirmative.

A roar every day, begging for tickets, asking for collections...