Travel through time and become the wronged stepmother

After Jiang Luoren and Mrs. Zhao prepared dinner, they prepared to clear the table and start eating dinner. I saw Ziqing and Xiaohua talking to you and me on both sides of the chessboard.

Ziqing, your bet is wrong. I saw my brother and sister clearly bet in this way. You have to bet at the intersection and not in the grid. Oh, sister, I will definitely pay attention to it next time.

Yes, that's it. Ziqing suddenly asked in confusion, "Sister, can you count?" How can I count to five? I don’t know either. Brother Zimo obviously can count to five. Why can’t my sister?

Sister, if we can't count to five, how can we play this game? Don't worry, sister, let our brother or sister teach us tomorrow, we will definitely learn it.

And we should not be so playful in the future. We should learn new things like Sister Liuer. Otherwise, if there is something fun and interesting next time, we still won’t be able to play with it. Well, then we will study with my brothers and sisters tomorrow.

Jiang Luorou felt very relieved to hear the conversation between the two children and knew that learning new things was a good thing.

He smiled and said, "Ziqing, Hua'er, please step aside and let me clear the table. It's time for us to have dinner! Ziqing has your favorite red date porridge today." Ziqing was seen patting the table. The little hand jumped up and said: "Sister Hua'er, did you hear it?

We have red date porridge tonight. The red date porridge is very sweet. Sister, please drink more. My mother told me that the porridge will become cuter after drinking it. Let’s become cute together.”

While the two children were chatting for a while, Jiang Luorou took the chessboard aside and cleared the table. He casually shouted: "Zicheng, Liu'er, come here, you two, come and help serve dinner." Okay, mother, okay, aunt.

The two of them responded as they walked towards the kitchen. "Come on, sister, please go and play for a while. Don't be careful about getting burned next to the table. Okay, brother."

With the help of Zicheng and Liu'er, everyone soon sat at the dining table and started eating dinner. Since Ningtang's injury was too serious and he couldn't move around at will, he still ate in the lower room.

While eating, Xiao Hua'er's eyes suddenly turned red. Zimo noticed it first. Sister Hua'er, why are your eyes red? Did you burn your mouth? Zicheng also answered: Sister, please drink slowly. There is still a lot of porridge in the pot.

Brother Zicheng, I’m fine. I’m just a little too happy to drink such delicious porridge for the first time. I’ve never had enough at home and I’m always scolded. I’m so scared. This is a dream. Once I wake up from the dream, I’ll still be scolded at home. scold.

Jiang Luorou touched Hua'er's head distressedly and comforted: "Don't worry Hua'er, all this is not a dream. When your father recovers from his injury, he can go out to make money, build a big house, and let Hua'er eat well." Don’t worry, everything will be fine.”

Children's emotions come and go quickly. They were happily playing around again just after eating.

When Jiang Luorou was clearing away the dishes, she glanced at some cut yam heads in the garbage basket on the ground. The more she looked at them, the more pity she felt and she gently put them away in the space. Can you find a place in the space to try and see if seedlings can emerge?

The autumn rain continued, but it still showed no intention of stopping. After finishing the work in the house, I went to bed early and started coaxing Ziqing to sleep when I had nothing to do. But Ziqing didn't buy it at all, and kept asking questions that he couldn't answer. "Mother, how do you think a couple can give birth to a baby when they are together?"

And mother, why doesn’t anyone send girls to school? Ziqing felt that as long as a woman worked hard, she could learn why she was not allowed to go, and why did the mother get the chicken first? The egg should come first......Mom should answer the question, Ziqing wanted to know. Well, these questions are so meaningless. Come on, mother, let me tell you a story. Mother, what is a story? Stories are what happens to other people. Ziqing wants to listen, speak quickly, speak quickly.

So today we will tell the story of the Princess and the Pea. As she spoke, she took Ziqing into her arms, patted her gently, and said, long, long ago, there was a prince who wanted to marry a princess as his concubine... .... Just like that, Qing closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Jiang Luorou gently put Ning Ziqing on the pillow, moved her sore and numb arms, closed her eyes and entered the space consciously. The lettuce, spinach and Shanghai greens were already mature. Jiang Luorou looked at these green vegetable leaves with emotion. I was so happy that I started picking it myself and gained a lot.

The total harvest of the three types of leaf vegetables is about 500 kilograms. After harvesting, put them all into the storage room next to the field. I also found a corner and buried the yams picked out from the garbage basket.

Then use your mind to divide an acre of unplanted land into transplanting eggplant seedlings and green onion seedlings. After doing this, your consciousness will come out of the space, close your eyes and slowly fall asleep.

After a good night's sleep, when I woke up it was still raining heavily with no intention of stopping. After breakfast early, Ziqing pulled Zicheng's hand and said coquettishly: Brother Zicheng, sister Hua'er and I want to learn to count, so you can teach us, okay?" Zicheng, a complete girl-controller, doesn't need to Just think about it and you will know the result. You will be taught step by step.

Zicheng transformed into a little teacher. Zicheng stretched out a finger and picked up a bean and said: "Ziqing and Hua'er, look at this one...this one is two..." He taught his sister in a strict manner. . Xiao Liuer was writing the word "Ning" that she learned yesterday. Zimo offended Zicheng very badly yesterday. Zicheng punished him for writing the word "Ning" 100 times because the hijab was too big, and he was also writing hard there. Character.

Zhao was still interested in backgammon and said she wanted to play a few more games today. A simple chess board was put on the table, and the two of them played chess back and forth. After playing a few games of chess, she heard a knock on the door from outside. Mrs. Zhao reluctantly threw down her chess pieces, "Brothers and sisters, sit here while I go and see who is knocking on the door."

Ms. Zhao got up and walked out the door. Ms. Zhao asked who it was. Then the door opened with a creak, and it was my sister-in-law Li who answered. Hey, it's Tiezhu's mother and Tiezhu, come in quickly. Hua'er, why are you here?

Hey, forget it, weren't we kicked out by my cruel mother-in-law? How could anyone live in the house next door? It rained heavily on the first night and it was like a water curtain hole. Fortunately, Zicheng's mother is kind-hearted and doesn't dislike us, so she lets us stay here temporarily to avoid the rain.

Hey, Tiezhu, what are you doing here? Hey, isn’t this what Zicheng’s mother said a few days ago that she’s not good at sewing and wants me to make some winter clothes for her children? Why don’t I come and take a look today when I have free time.