Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Mr. Qian broke the last piece of pancake in his hand and put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly and swallowed it, then looked up at Mr. Qian.

The family was stunned.

I don't know when the old Zhoutou came back. At this time, he was sitting on the side looking at his old wife with his mouth open. When he saw her looking at the eldest daughter-in-law, he touched the cigarette bag, and then said: "The eldest daughter-in-law, let's cook, today. Eat pancakes in the evening, you bake a few more."

Xiao Qian closed his mouth, said "hey", and turned to go to the kitchen.

The remaining three daughters-in-law saw it and immediately followed.

All that was left in the room was Zhou, including the head of Thursday, who was so eloquent.

Old Zhou Tou looked at his old wife and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Qian ate three pancakes, because her stomach was starving, and she has been chewing food slowly all these years. This time, she was used to chewing the pancakes carefully before swallowing, but the speed of eating was still faster. a lot.

The old Zhou family was shocked.

Qian Shi felt that her body was sticky and uncomfortable. She did not answer the old Zhou Tou's words, but turned her head and instructed Zhou Xi, "Go to the kitchen and make some hot water, and I will take a shower first."

The weather is getting colder, water is difficult to pick up, and firewood is becoming more precious, so the family doesn't bathe every day.

What's more, Qian's is so easy to get sick and washes less.

Zhou Xi hesitated for a while and went to the kitchen, where Qian shi helped Man Bao's hand to get up, grabbed her arm tightly with one hand, and said, "Come on, Fu Niang goes back to the house to find clothes."

Man Bao confirmed that his mother's face had indeed improved with the "look" that he had learned for half a year, and seemed to be a little rosy, so he helped her in the door.

Old Zhoutou didn't get the answer and didn't feel depressed. He waved at his children and grandchildren, "Okay, let's go for what you need to do."

Everyone dispersed immediately.

After a while, Zhou Dalang came up again and took out a handful of copper plates from his pocket, "Master Bai's house has paid wages, so you don't have to go tomorrow."

On Tuesday, Lang also got together and took out a bamboo box, "This is the money for selling things today..."

A few people on Thursday also came up, "Father, this is the middle school we should pay..."

Holding Man Bao back to the house, Mrs. Qian listened to the voice from the main room, and then lowered her voice and asked Man Bao, "Man Bao, did you give your mother the medicine just now?"

Man Bao nodded fiercely.

Qian asked, "Is it expensive?"

"It's expensive, it's very expensive."

"How much?"

"I can't tell you."

Qian changed the question, "What is the name of the friend who sold it to you, and where does he live?"

Man Bao still shook his head.

Qian rubbed her head and asked with a smile, "Is he the one who sold you candy?"

Man Bao nodded, "Yes."

Qian Shi no longer asked, but said, "Do you still have any sugar? Give some to my mother."

Man Bao took out a large handful of candy from his pocket and gave it to Qian.

Qian shi glanced at her pocket, took it and put it on the bed, put the clothes she found in her arms, and said, "Come on, help Niang to take a bath."

When Qian's body came out refreshed, Xiao Qian's dinner was almost ready.

Although it is pancakes, there are also many dishes cooked at home. Although Qian Shi had already eaten three pancakes, she still felt a little hungry at this time. She sat down to eat dinner with them and restrained herself from eating only two.

It caused everyone except Man Bao to look at her frequently.

Qian's expression did not change, and after putting down the bowls and chopsticks, he said to Xiao Qian, "Find a better-looking basket and put 18 eggs for me. I'll go see Mr. Zhuang in a while."

Lao Zhoutou immediately looked at Man Bao, "Has Man Bao caused trouble?"

Qian Shi gave him a sideways look and said: "What nonsense, Man Bao is obedient, I just remembered that the gift from Chongyang's family was poor last time. Now that the family is in good condition, I will give Mr. Zhuang an extra gift."

Old Zhou Tou was a little depressed, "What reason can I have?"

Even if it is given to Mr. Zhuang, the old Zhoutou will still feel heartache, and he will feel heartache for all actions that only go out and cannot enter.

Qian said indifferently: "Isn't Man Bao's birthday coming soon, seven years old is a hurdle, it's time to give a gift to Mr.

Old Zhoutou didn't understand why Man Bao's seven-year-old was a hurdle, and the most important thing was why Man Bao gave gifts to Mr.

However, looking at the light-hearted appearance of the old wife, it seems that this is common sense, and the old Zhoutou suspected that he was ignorant, so he did not continue to ask.

This is the case with the old Zhou, and his sons and daughters-in-law are more used to listening to Qian's orders, and they also subconsciously feel that this should be a custom they don't know.

Mrs Fang tried her best to write it down and secretly said: It seems that she still has a lot to learn from her mother-in-law.

She touched her stomach. After her child was born, these rules could not be wrong.

Little Qian found a nicer basket and packed 18 eggs for her.

Qian Shi put the candy that Man Bao had just given her, and put it on the top where you can see it at a glance.

This time, Qian didn't let Zhou Dalang follow him, and carried the basket to the school by himself.

Mr. Zhuang lives alone, and every morning and evening, the Bai family will bring a meal over. In the past two years, Master Bai and Mr. Zhuang have gotten along better and better, and on two of the three days, he would invite people to the mansion to eat, drink, and chat.

In this remote small mountain village, Mr. Zhuang can talk to Master Bai.

When Qian arrived at the school, he was about to close the door to go to Bai's house, and he hurriedly invited her in when he met her.

The courtyard door was wide open, and Mr. Zhuang asked Qian to sit down on the stone bench in the courtyard.

He was still very impressed with the young disciple's mother, even more deeply than Lao Zhoutou.

He felt that if the old Zhou family could raise such a group of children, the role of Qian's family was far greater than that of the old Zhoutou. He himself admired such a mother.

Qian humbly bowed to Mr. Zhuang, pushed the basket to Mr. Zhuang, thanked Mr. Zhuang for teaching Man Bao, she smiled: "Sir also knows that my family Man Bao has been frail since childhood, so although she followed her brother and sister They went down to take the name, but they haven't recorded it on the household registration, only a little lady."

Mr. Zhuang nodded, expressing his understanding that girls from many families are like this. They only have a ranking in the household registration, but no name.

"But she will be seven years old soon, and she can stand still. In the past two years, her body has gotten better, and she has followed her husband to read and write, and it's a little bad to only remember the ranking, so I thought whether to give it to her. Write down the name, but I don't know if you think Zhou Man's name is good or not, if it is not good, please ask your husband to choose a better one for her."

Mr. Zhuang didn't expect this. He smiled and said, "This name is very good. The name is given by the parents and contains expectations for the child. I think Man Bao also likes this name very much. But I will wait for her to grow up later. , I can take a small print for her."