"Wang Chunsheng, you are not a man, you actually treat me like this!" She didn't care if she made the rest of the village laugh, she didn't care about the crying, and sat straight on the ground.

The more Dong thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, so many people watched, Wang Chunsheng directly lost her face, what to do in the future, those people must be secretly laughing at her behind her back.

In the past, she had the best relationship with Lin Chunhua, but now that Lin Chunhua and Jiang Lao Er are gone, no one cares about her.

Thinking so in her heart, she also had a little more resentment towards the people around her who stood by.

But the others are not indistinguishable from wrong, listen carefully and know that it is her fault, and she is still splashing and rolling, how can she speak for her now.

Wang Chunsheng didn't say a word, his lips were pursed tightly, and he sneered in his heart.

He can also understand what kind of virtue the Dong family is, and he doesn't bother to say a word now.

"Mother, mother, why are you crying!" As soon as Wang Baolan heard her mother's cry, she was aggrieved and immediately walked over.

Wang Baozhu followed Jiang Mu's ass to learn to play slingshots, she didn't want to play with those dolls, so she stayed alone, and now she heard that her mother had been wronged, and her heart was anxious and angry.

Wang Baolan glanced at her indifferent father in shock, and felt a little more complaining in her heart.

"My daughter, your mother's life is miserable, your father sees other prodigal hooves, and his soul is taken away, and he will force your mother and me to death!" Dong's reversal of black and white, wishing that everyone knew that Wang Chunsheng was a negative man.

Wang Chunsheng's lips moved, and he still cared about his daughter's thoughts, "I told you before, don't talk nonsense there, their family should be pitiful and helping!" ”

"Mother, let's get up first......"

Wang Baolan felt the eyes of the gossip around her, her face was flushed, and she lowered her head and wanted to help her up, but she didn't have enough strength.

Dong is not ashamed, and plans to give full play to the appearance of a shrew who is splashing and rolling to the extreme, "You men are used to making excuses for yourself!" You want me to make room for that slut, let me tell you Wang Chunsheng, as long as I still have a breath, I will never let Baozhu and Baolan beg for a living in the hands of my stepmother! ”

"Enough!"

Mrs. Yang patted her knees, she couldn't listen to it anymore, and shouted loudly, she had always cared about family affairs and delegated power to the Dong family, but there was a mirror in her heart, and she could see it very clearly.

Her brows were lowered very low, her sharp eyes seemed to have penetrating power, and the wrinkles on her face deepened into more obvious furrows under the extreme anger, and her whole body exuded an aura that was not easy to mess with.

Dong Shi met her gaze, and was so frightened that he forgot to cry for a while, as if someone was choking his neck, and his crying stopped abruptly.

"Do you think you can't take my grandchildren crookedly enough? Since you married into our family, we have never treated you badly!

"Isn't it just about mutton soup, what's wrong? It's okay for you, what good things are close to yourself first, and even a pair of children have to be weighed, Dong, you keep saying Baozhu Baolan, when did you really care about the two of them? When did you worry about our family?!

"I'll ask you now, what do you want to do like this?"

Mrs. Yang questioned one after another, but she saved face for her, and did not shake out her things and calculations.

But Dong felt as if the fig leaf had been ripped off in front of the public, his face turned white and red, and he stared at her angrily, half speechless.

When Wang Baolan heard her name, she felt even more ashamed, and held her mother's hand tightly.

What does it mean to be crooked? What did she do wrong, her milk is really, so what will others think of her in the future?

"Milk, why do you say that?" Her head was slightly lowered, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, but she could also hear her current depression from her voice, "Mother won't be like this for no reason, there must be some reason, right?" ”

She secretly blamed her father for this.

Wang Chunsheng's expression changed slightly.

What do you mean by this? I can't say it, but it's weird.

Her little caution was not enough in front of Mrs. Yang, "What do you say about the reason?" Because your father gave someone one or two more pieces of mutton, your mother began to make false accusations! I used to teach you to be kind in your heart, but it seems that you don't remember it, and you are not as good as your brother! ”

Wang Baolan is thin-skinned and has always boasted that she is different from other dolls, but now she is blushing and crying in a low voice, very aggrieved.

Dong saw that she was also said to cry by Mrs. Yang, and immediately did not agree, "Mother, you said that I will forget it, what do you say Baolan does!" ”

"It's not that you taught it well."

"Okay, okay, stop arguing." Wu Guihua on the side persuaded.

She listened to it clearly on the side, others are not good at interfering in family affairs, and she can be regarded as a good person among the women in the village, seeing that things are getting bigger and bigger, and she doesn't care about causing trouble and thinking about trivial things.

"It's all a family, as the saying goes, it's not that a family doesn't enter a family, there is so much love together, we folks are watching it, we can't let people see the jokes of our Wang family......"

Listening to her words, Mrs. Yang's anger almost disappeared, and she also felt that she had nothing to say to the Dong family, and if she didn't speak, she would take a step back.

The Dong family was unreasonable, and they couldn't make any more trouble, so they coaxed Wang Baolan to stop crying.

Wu Guihua smiled, and immediately put an end to this matter, "That's right, don't hurt the harmony, everyone is busy with their own things, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, who doesn't have a family affair, wait for us to find a place to settle down in the future, and there is still a lot of trouble!" ”

Wu Guihua: I'm too difficult!

Jiang hugged Xiao Juju early and yawned.

Jiang Mu looked at her strangely several times, "Sister, don't you sleep a long time ago when you usually yawn?" What are you doing with this? If you're sleepy, go to sleep. ”

Jiang shook his head early, trying to shake out the drowsiness, "No! I'm waiting for someone early. ”

"Wait for someone?" Eki looked around, "Which one are you waiting for?" Otherwise, sister, you will sleep first, and when the people come, I will call you. ”

His sister is little by little, and he is reluctant to let his sister not sleep enough.

"Little girl." A female voice sounded, it was Chen Qiumei who had gone and returned.

Jiang's eyes lit up early, "The people who have been waiting early are here." ”

She smiled mysteriously at Jiang Mu and staggered to her feet, "Hello, Auntie." ”

Chen Qiumei's family of three came back, carrying the water and firewood they were carrying.

"Is your village chief here? This mountain spring is we found, it is very sweet, and the water quality is better than that of yours here, if you still want to find it, I, we can take you there. ”

Jiang Zao tilted his head to look at the two people behind her, only to see that they looked worried, and he was extremely afraid that he would be rejected and not accept these things.

"Thank you, big brother......" she looked at Eki, who was listening to everything.

Eki: Understood!

"Sister, my brother will go and call Grandpa Wang over now." He immediately understood and went to call the village chief.

The old Wang Tou was called over, looking at them with very friendly eyes, he never thought that a family of three who couldn't eat enough would be so grateful and looking for something to repay.

Do they lack firewood and water? Of course, there is no shortage, but these intentions are rare.