Chapter 45: Family Affection

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Wang Shudun knew that Qing Yao had a bonus of 1,000 yuan in his hand, but he didn't expect his granddaughter to buy such a valuable thing for herself

"This is the last time our six Ni'er acted bravely, and the top rewarded her, Ni, you keep this and bring it yourself, grandpa is about to step into the coffin with one foot, grandpa can't accept it. ”

"Grandpa, you can accept it, your granddaughter is filial to you, and besides, your granddaughter will make a lot of money and buy you a lot of things in the future. ”

"Old man, you just accept it, a piece of the child's heart" Li Zhaodi followed and persuaded, since the money came from normally, of course he had to pull it into his pocket.

Everyone persuaded Wang Wang Shudun to accept it, and by the way, he looked forward to the gift in his hand~

Qing Yao smiled and asked her mother to open the package.

Clothes, shoes, cream...... There are a variety of foods, snacks~

Everyone is a little angry~ and they all looked at this in their hands expectantly, a little small, and light and soft, I don't know what it is.

Xiaohuzi's gift is bigger than others, he is the most anxious, three or two times opened, it turned out to be a small dress, not the kind made at home, it is a plaid small bib pants~

If the little guy likes it, he immediately asked Wang Cuihua to try it on him, and the others took the opportunity to open the things in their hands.

As soon as she saw that it was a sock, Li Zhaodi's face fell, and she dropped the socks directly and left.

"Sister, are you biased enough? It's all on our father and our mother. Wang Shishi hurriedly came out to play the round, holding his socks and swaying.

"You don't like it, really...... Do you usually have it? You don't usually have it, you still don't like it when I give you a pair, a pair of five cents!" Qing Yao meant

It's not that everyone really doesn't want to, but it's really not happy, mainly because of Wang Shudun and Wang Cuihua's gifts......

After opening the gifts, everyone went back to the house......

Her mother Wang Cuihua came to her house with a pillow and wanted to sleep with her~ Qingyao knew at a glance that her mother's intention was not to sleep!

After lying down for a while, Wang Cuihua really spoke, "Liunier, are you sleeping?"

Qing Yao replied with a snort~

Wang Cuihua slapped her, "Okay, don't be naughty"

"Obey the Queen Mother!"

"Mom just wants to ask you, do you have any knots about your milk!"

"No, why do you say that?" Qing Yao pretended to be stupid

"Then you deliberately gave socks and asked us to open the gift in front of everyone, you are stupid to be a mother!"

"I'm giving other people socks too!"

"Can that be the same? She's an elder!"

Qingyao laughed, how could she not have a knot, even if she was to her brother and sister-in-law, even if she could comfort herself in the last incident, this is human nature, everyone has intimacy, but it is difficult to settle!

She is not the original owner who grew up together, how deep can she be emotional?

If they treat her well, she will naturally repay her sincerity, and if they distinguish which person is more important, doesn't she have it!

It's all half a pound and eight taels, who can't afford to live if they leave?

As for Li Zhaodi......!

"Mom, go to sleep, what can I have for my milk, sleep, sleep. ”

Wang Cuihua knew in her heart that her daughter didn't want to say, so she could only say, "The coming days are long, you are still young, you don't know how to live here, you can't needle the tip of the needle, you will understand when you grow up." ”

Wang Cuihua groped in the dark and pinched Qing Yao's ears, which was the original owner's favorite intimate behavior before.

With a sour nose, Qingyao almost cried......

Her mother thought that the conflict between her and her milk was only because her milk was not good to her, but she didn't know that the innocent girl who was only 14 years old had already died.

Just last winter, on a snowy day.

How can we reconcile the contradiction between a human life?

Moreover, how can Qingyao tell Wang Cuihua that your daughter has died early! What is the point of saying this, and it also breaks the hearts of people who really love this little girl.

That's it, just bury it deep in your stomach, let her treat her willfulness and don't listen to discipline!

Alas...... I really want to call 0393 to vent, anyway, the material of 0393 is special, and it can't be broken.

0393, which is dormant, has no idea, it doesn't dream about a system, and it doesn't know that its role has been upgraded to a sandbag......

Spring fights for the day, summer fights for the day, everything should be sooner rather than later!

The sowing season is coming, potatoes are generally planted from mid to late April to early May, and harvested in autumn, usually only one season of potatoes can be planted a year.

Qingyao's own garden is busy, mainly to change seeds, and Qingyao uses the high-yield seeds of later generations to change what she wants to plant~

The large potatoes planted in the field are also busy, after all, it is related to the future business, Qingyao was careful when she served, and Wang Xiumei was also packed to help, and Wang Guihua had land to plant.

Study hard during the day and run to the fields after school.

On this day, the third uncle's family came back......

"This is the dress I bought for Liunier, it's very fashionable in the city" Qingyao's third aunt Wang Ling took out a red dress.

Qing Yao looked at it as an ordinary dress in the eyes of future generations, but several women in the room looked straight eyes.

For Chinese people, before the 80s of the 20th century, there were almost no concepts such as "fashion" and "fashion", and the whole of China gave people the feeling of a blue, gray and green world.

The women usually wear blue, gray, and army green tops, black pants, and a red dress, and the bright colors hit the eye.

"Liuni can't wear such a good one in the countryside, you can leave it to Chunli to wear. "Wang Cuihua still understands that there is no merit, not to mention that the relationship between the two of them is not harmonious.

Qingyao hid behind her mother and pretended to be well-behaved, I am a wooden person, I don't speak, I listen to my mother.

"Oh, this was specially bought for Liuni, Chunli what is she doing when she wears it so well, you can take it if you buy it, can't I buy a dress for my niece?" Wang Li'an said beside him

Wang Cuihua didn't dare to accept it, these two people went into battle together, and the picture must be not small.

Several people excused themselves and resigned, Li Zhaodi didn't know why her third son wanted to buy clothes for a little girl, she also stood on Wang Cuihua's side, and didn't want her son to spend money.

Wang Li'an gave Li Zhaodi a look, but the old lady didn't receive it, so she felt sorry for him.

The friendly troops did not arrive at the battlefield, and Wang Li'an and Wang Ling did not suppress Wang Cuihua, their clothes were confiscated, and the two of them ate lunch and left in a hurry.

This trip is inexplicable, as if it was to deliver a piece of clothing.

Qing Yao didn't know what kind of medicine they were selling in their gourd, so it was so easy to ask for leave in the factory after coming back from afar?

On the day of Qingyao's summer vacation, Wang Li'an's family came......

Wang Li'an has two sons and a daughter, the eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law did not go out to live, the six people came abruptly, fortunately it was summer, cover a sheet, squeeze it and squeeze it.

When Qingyao came back from school and saw a large family, she suddenly felt a little headache, and wanted to go back to the house to change clothes, but her house was occupied by her cousin's family, so she had to take one to Wang Xiumei's house to change.

It's just that Qingyao found that her wardrobe had been opened, and the things inside had been moved.

Qingyao herself knows that she actually has a lot of problems, such as the toothbrush must never be shared with others, the clothes must be folded neatly according to the traces, and she doesn't like others to touch her things without her permission.