Chapter 0007 It's a bit informative

Aunt Mangzi didn't pay attention to her stunned expression.

continued to mutter: "I told you a long time ago that there is a problem with that bastard thing and Xu Mei's cheap hooves, you don't believe it." ”

"It's okay now, the person didn't find it back, and let the mother's family beat it like this."

"If you really have three long and two short, what can you do with the three children in the family?"

"How are they going to survive when they're so young?"

Wen Nian: "......"

That's a lot of information.

It seems that the fate of the original body is really miserable.

not only beat her mother's family to death, but also a stinky man who scuttled her.

How did all this happen?

She couldn't remember it at all.

"Forget it, your sister-in-law doesn't have much to say about your own family."

Seeing that she was silent, Aunt Mangzi waved her hand helplessly, and reached out to hug her again, "Seeing you like this, I don't know how to help you." ”

As he spoke, he withdrew his hand and looked behind the curtain in the corner of the room.

After hesitating, he turned around and walked over there: "I'd better bring the bucket here, and then help you up and relieve yourself." ”

Faced with this situation, Wen Nian was also helpless.

She was like this in the last two years of her previous life, eating, drinking, and Lazar needed special care.

I didn't expect to go through such a thing again.

Fortunately, they are all women, and she has nothing to be pretentious.

When Aunt Mangzi was tired and sweaty, and Wen Nian wanted to scold her mother in pain, she finally completed her daily problems.

Lying back on the bed, she looked at Aunt Mangzi embarrassedly: "Sister-in-law, you're tired." ”

"What is this?"

Aunt Mangzi carried the bucket and walked towards the door, "If there is something in the future, let Xinxin call me, you know that I am usually at home." ”

"Can't help anything else, can't you help such a trivial matter?"

"Then I'm not going to be polite to you."

Wen Nian could feel that the woman in front of her was really simple and kind.

A warmth rose in her heart.

"Auntie, I'll pour it."

As soon as Aunt Mang opened the door, one of the three children outside was reaching out to take the bucket.

The other shouted with a water scoop in both hands: "Auntie, I fetched water, you wash your hands." ”

"Ouch, you kids are."

Aunt Mangzi avoided Deng Jiasheng's hand stretched out to pick up the bucket, "Auntie's hand (handy) matter, why do you need to dirty your hands again?" ”

The words had already avoided the children, and went to the toilet with the bucket.

"Xinxin, put the water there first, and then wash it when the aunt pours it."

"Thank you, Aunt Mangzi."

After Aunt Mangzi finished washing her hands, Deng Jiasheng hurriedly thanked her, "I've tired you." ”

"This kid, at a young age, why is he polite to his aunt."

Aunt Mangzi scolded with a smile, "Okay, Aunt Sensei and Aunt are polite, come and call me if you have something in the future, I'm at home." ”

"Well, thank you, Auntie."

Seeing off Aunt Mangzi, Deng Jiasheng took his younger brothers and sisters into the house.

Carefully uncovered the covered lanzi, and brought a bowl of milky white fish soup: "Mom, you drink some soup, so that your body will get better quickly." ”

"Where did this fish come from?"

Wen Nian saw a few pieces of fish floating in the soup, and looked at his son with difficulty, "Don't go down to the river, it's dangerous." ”

"Mom, don't worry, Sheng'er will be careful."

Deng Jiasheng did not answer his mother's words directly, "Come, Sheng'er feeds you soup." ”

The milky white fish soup was quite delicious, and Wen Nian drank most of the bowl in one go.

I couldn't help but exhale secretly.

She hadn't drunk soup like this for a long time since she was sick and bedridden, and it was really happy.

……

"Brother, mom will be fine, right?"

Deng Jiaxin looked at her mother who fell asleep again, and then at her brother, whose face was tense, and asked uneasily.

"It's going to be fine."

Deng Jiasheng gathered his mind and rubbed his sister's little head, "Xinxin went to sleep, and my brother stayed to take care of my mother." ”