Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 381 The boss is a potential stock 3
Especially when Xinhe arrived home not long ago, when Song Sansao suddenly ran out crying and holding Xinhe in her arms.

The big guys knew the reason when they went to help, and if you think about the quarrel between Xin He and Mrs. Song, you can basically guess the cause and effect.

Everyone looked at the old man Song's face, and didn't push forward to ask questions.

Song Sansao was also a little worried about those good things at first, and the aunts surrounded her.

But seeing them standing peacefully in place and whispering to each other, and not coming forward, I was still a little puzzled, after all, they were the first to gossip about this kind of thing.

Thinking of her father-in-law, Song Sansao suddenly understood again.

She lowered her eyes to look at Xin He, and was relieved to see that she was fine.

After arriving home, old man Song was sitting on the big rock at the door and stretched his neck to watch.

Looking at Xin He leaning on Song Sansao, old man Song's eyes were moist, but no one noticed at the moment.

He stretched out his dry hand tremblingly, and patted Xin He's shoulder, and said in a helpless voice, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Song Sansao said a few words to old man Song, and then helped Xinhe back to the house.

Xin He's head was still dizzy, she closed her eyes after laying down on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep within a few seconds.

"Why is this damn girl so capable? Why can't she go to the sky with such ability? She even jumped into the river? Just die. I've been blind for so many years of food."

Mrs. Song was holding sweet potato leaves to choose vegetables, standing at the door of the dilapidated hut, looking angrily at the figure on the bed.

The old face was deformed with anger.

Fourth Sister-in-Law of Song patted Granny Song on the back to comfort her.

"Okay, aunt, my little sister is only 14 years old, what do you know? She has to go to school and do farm work every day, so it's understandable that she can't think about it for a while. Aniang, when my little sister wakes up, I will have a good time with her. Tell me, don’t be angry, it’s not worth getting angry.”

"Fuck, who doesn't need to work? If you don't work, go to the Northwest Wind? It would be good to let her go to school. Song Dahua next door hasn't gone to school. Why don't you still get a salary of more than ten yuan a month?"

The old lady Song was not happy when she heard this, and when she said the last sentence, she raised her elbow and pointed to the courtyard next door, her tone of voice was a bit weird.

"Mother, go cook first. Dad and the others are about to get off work, and they will take a nap later. I'll take care of my sister. It's okay, ah."

Fourth Sister-in-law Song took Mrs. Song to the kitchen while she was cooking.

"It's really a broom star... Looking for trouble for nothing..."

After Mrs. Song entered, she was still cursing, but her words were not so clear anymore.

Xin He looked at the dilapidated thatched hut above her head, feeling helpless.

The road to transformation is long.

Xin He propped herself up and sat up, she was much better now, her head was no longer dizzy.

Looking around at the surrounding environment, Xin He felt that the Song family had treated the original owner well.

Although it is a mud wall, it can be regarded as having its own room anyway.

The tables and chairs in the room are either missing legs or corners.

Overall, it's not a big problem.

After all, in this day and age, it is not bad to be able to live alone in a room.

"Hey, little sister, you've woken up. How can you be so hard-pressed at such a young age? You don't want to think about how sad your sister-in-law is if you leave? How can the villagers laugh at father-in-law!?"

(End of this chapter)