Although in the memory of the original owner, she is a granddaughter who is not treated well by the Li family, but compared with a few girls in the second room, Zhao Fuling's treatment is much better.

There may also be a reason why the three-room room is far away, and it is inconvenient for the Li family to find fault often. Anyway, today the Li family can be regarded as having the breath that Zhao Fuling wants to beat the Chen family, and his heart is also happy, and his favorability towards the Li family has increased a lot.

"You dead girl, you don't know that your food has been stolen, it's all what your father is used to giving you." Mrs. Zhao turned her head and glanced at Zhao Fuling, and when she thought of her young son who had just died, a touch of sadness flashed in her eyes.

The change in Mrs. Zhao's expression was fully seen by Zhao Fuling. It seems that Mrs. Zhao has not yet come out of the shadow of Zhao Laosan's death, and she feels sorry for this little son in her heart.

"Milk, I also just knew, don't be angry, if you steal the food, you can let people return it, if you are angry, it is not worth it." Zhao Fuling comforted Mrs. Zhao while giving her a smooth breath with her hand on her back.

"Mrs. Zhao, you can be regarded as coming back, if you don't come back, your Zhao family will all have the surname Chen." There was a man speaking out on the side, which was regarded as reminding Mrs. Zhao that in the days when she was away, the Chen family had done a lot of bad things.

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhao stared at Chen. This daughter-in-law is usually inconspicuous, she really thought she was a safe person, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

"Mother, I ......" Chen was stared at by Mrs. Zhao so much that his hair was upside down.

"That's not it, Poria and her milk, don't you know, your daughter-in-law almost pulled Holly and Nanxing to sell a few days ago, if it weren't for Poria Cocos desperately stopping her, these two brothers wouldn't know where they were bought by the second couple." Aunt Wang pointed to Chen and told her all the evil deeds these days.

"What!" Mrs. Zhao's face was shocked and angry, and her white hair began to tremble.

"Chen, what they said is true?" Mrs. Zhao's sharp gaze fell on Chen, who was clasping her arms in both hands.

"Milk, it's true." Zhao Nanxing ran over at some point, and his little man showed his round head in the crowd.

"The second aunt said, you are not at home, she sold us, and when you come back, she will tell you that Sister Ah sold us. Sister Ah quarreled with them after she found out, and the second uncle broke Sister A's head. After speaking, the poor Zhao Nanxing's round eyes were full of tears.

looked at the pitiful appearance of the little grandson, and then looked at the white cloth on Zhao Fuling's head that had not been removed. Mrs. Zhao, who was already furious, twisted the broom in her hand and slapped it fiercely at Chen.

While slapping his mouth, he was scolding. "You shallow-eyed slut, you dare to sell my grandson."

"The old lady is not dead yet, when will it be your turn for the Zhao family to call the shots."

"You poisonous woman, if you can't give birth to a son, forget it, you dare to sell my grandson."

Mrs. Zhao began to pull Chen's hair as she spoke, causing Chen to scream in pain.

"Mother, mother, don't be like this." Just when the Zhao family was beating the Chen family, a rough man squeezed in from outside the crowd and stopped Mrs. Zhao's beating hand, and the person who came was the second child of the Zhao family.

"You get out of here!" As soon as Mrs. Zhao raised her hand, she shook off Zhao Lao Er, who was squeezing in. In the face of his own mother, even if Zhao Lao Er has great strength, he does not dare to attack his elders.

Mrs. Zhao grabbed Chen and beat her before turning around and yelling angrily at her unsuccessful second son: "Look at what your daughter-in-law has done"!

"Mother, don't fight, I'll talk about her well when I bring it back." Zhao Lao Er lost his face, stepped forward and grabbed Chen's arm, dragged her like a chicken boy and walked towards the Zhao family's courtyard.

Before leaving, Chen turned around and glanced at Zhao Fuling fiercely.

Looking at the embarrassed Chen, some people around him gloated, and some pointed fingers.

Old Mrs. Zhao saw that she was embarrassed in front of everyone, and her face was also panicked.

"Grandma, are you alright?" Zhao Fuling stepped forward to support Mrs. Zhao, completely ignoring Chen's eyes just now.

"Grandma, fortunately you came in time this time, otherwise our sisters and brothers would not have survived this winter." Zhao Fuling had tears in her eyes, and thanked the old lady from the bottom of her heart.

"Poria girl is right, if Mrs. Zhao hadn't come in time this time, maybe the grain in this place would have been cut by the second room." Aunt Wang next door looked at the old lady and pointed to the rice field that had been cut down.

"Yes, big sister, your daughter-in-law is still shocked by you." Grandma Zhao stepped forward on crutches and said to Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao thought that her behavior was very embarrassing, but everyone agreed with her behavior. This second daughter-in-law is too disagreeable, and she has to beat it well when she goes back.

"Why can't you survive this winter? Your grandfather and your grandmother are not dead, what's the matter? How many can starve you to death? Li listened to Zhao Fuling's words of concern, and also met the approving eyes of the people around him, pretending to blame Zhao Fuling.

"No, grandma is the best." Zhao Fuling took Mrs. Zhao's hand and was coquettish, and the old lady was still a little unaccustomed.

On weekdays, he is housekeeper at home, and it is inevitable that his face will be fierce, so the children and grandchildren of the family are not very close to the old lady, except for Zhao Mingyao of the Dafang family, of course.

"Don't worry, how much rice did she cut you, I will ask your second uncle to send it to you." Old Mrs. Zhao glanced at Zhao Fuling, and at the same time looked at everyone. The meaning of this couldn't be clearer, this is to assure the big guy that she has not treated the third family badly.

"It's still Mrs. Zhao who is sensible."

"That's not it, after all, when the third child was alive, he was still quite filial to the two old ones."

"Yes, poor white-haired people send black-haired people."

“......”

There are people around who say good things and bad ones, and everyone listens to them.

Mrs. Zhao thought about her deceased youngest son, and her heart was uncomfortable.

"Alright, the big guys are all gone." As soon as Mrs. Zhao raised her hand to beckon everyone to disperse, she also slowly walked towards her home.

Looking at Mrs. Zhao's back, Zhao Fuling felt a sadness inexplicably.

In my memory, the second elder of the Zhao family felt more sorry for Zhao Laosan, since Zhao Laosan fell to death, the two elders of the Zhao family have obviously aged a lot.

After everyone dispersed, Zhao Fuling led Zhao Nanxing to bundle all the rice cut by the Chen family in the field and returned home.

"Nanxing, where did your brother-in-law and Holly go?" Zhao Fuling spread out the rice she had brought back to dry in the yard.

"Sister, brother-in-law and second brother went to the county to sell herbs." Zhao Nanxing turned around to answer Zhao Fuling while helping to sort out the rice on the side.

"Is it all so early?" Listening to Zhao Nanxing's words, Zhao Fuling muttered softly, and at the same time felt a little guilty that she had slept lazily.

"Hehe, sister, can we still eat meat today?" Spreading out the rice in the yard, Zhao Nanxing ran to Zhao Fuling excitedly and asked with a flattering face.

"Do you want meat?" Zhao Fuling saw Zhao Nanxing's pink face, and couldn't help but want to pinch him.

"You, I'm afraid you're still thinking about that rabbit." In the end, Zhao Fuling still didn't control her guilty hands, and still left a shallow blush on Zhao Nanxing's face.

"Hee-hee, sister......" Zhao Nanxing took Zhao Ling's hand and coquettishly.

"Okay, let's eat braised rabbit at noon today." Zhao Fuling nodded Zhao Nanxing's head, walked straight to the courtyard wall, picked up the basket and was about to go out.

"Nanxing, you take care of the house at home, Sister go to the mountains to find something to eat."

"Okay."

"Be optimistic about our rice." Zhao Fuling walked to the gate of the courtyard and told Zhao Nanxing again before closing the courtyard door.

"Got it, sister, be careful on the road." Zhao Nanxing waved at her and reassured her.

Zhao Fuling was the same as last time, and went to Dawu Mountain with the basket on her back.

This time, Zhao Poria picked some herbs along the road, as well as some wild vegetables and mushrooms that Zhao Nanxing usually dug up.

Packing up the basket, Zhao Fuling was about to go to the back mountain, when suddenly she heard a faint cry in the grass.