Quick Wear of Pregnant and Soft Beauty

Xu Mei seemed to be more awake. She stared at Zhao Yin, who was wearing shabby clothes and looked like a refugee, and snorted. "What is immortal? Don't be deceived by this girl. She is still pushing her into the water today and has a lot on her mind!"

Zhao Yin smiled miserably, "You don't believe me when I say I don't have it. Okay! I did it. I will get out now and never appear in front of you again."

She picked up the package again and raised her voice: "I hope all the uncles and grandparents in the neighborhood can bear witness. I will have nothing to do with the Liu family in the future."

Zhao Yin's voice was actually not very high. In the eyes of everyone, he seemed to be forced to the extreme before he had no choice but to say such words.

Xu Mei noticed the strange looks around her, and anger surged in her heart, "Damn girl! Don't come back to beg me in the future."

Zhao Yin looked at the sarcastic woman in front of him and whispered: "Maybe I should thank God for holding the wrong child. A person like you is not worthy of being my mother."

Xu Mei was so angry that she stepped forward and wanted to hit her.

Aunt Xiu quickly stopped him with quick eyes and glanced at Zhao Yin.

Zhao Yin didn't look at her again, turned around and strode away.

Not far away, a young man in casual clothes said: "Captain, that little girl is so pitiful. How can there be such a cruel mother in the world? She would do this to her own child."

The man withdrew his gaze calmly and did not express any opinion. "Go back to the army."

The Zhao family lives in a poor village down there, and it takes at least several hours to walk.

Zhao Yin first went to a clothing store and bought a set of clothes for the little girl according to Zhao Qing's height in his memory, spending 50 cents. Then he went to a candy store and spent 1 yuan on maltose and fruit candies.

Then I went to the grain store to buy some food, and finally I went to the drugstore to buy some Chinese medicinal materials.

Zhao Qing and grandma were both in poor health, so she bought some medicinal materials according to the prescriptions given by the system and went back to nurse them back to health.

All three members of the family are sick. Zhao Yin sat in the bullock cart holding his chin and thinking about the future.

The first is to make money, the second is to slowly recuperate the bodies of several people, and the second is to solve the problem of Zhao Qing staying at home even though she is already past school age.

The first two things cannot be completed at once, so you have to take your time. I'll talk to Zhao Qing about the third thing when I get back.

The ox cart that Zhao Yin rode belonged to an uncle she knew in the village. She took a dime from her pocket and a few candies as a thank you gift.

"Grandma, why don't you think my sister comes back to see us? Is she enjoying the happiness in her new home and forgetting about us?"

Zhao Qing, wearing braids and loose clothes that didn't fit well, asked the old man next to her while making a bamboo basket.

The old man tied up the bamboo basket several times faster than Zhao Qing, and said warmly: "Your sister may be in trouble. She will definitely come back to see us when she has time."

Zhao Qing was unhappy, "If she dares to forget me, I will go to the town to find her and scold her."

The old man touched the little girl's head and said, "Grandma knows you miss her. Can I ask someone to bring her a message another day?"

Zhao Qing nodded heavily, finally feeling happy.

"Qingqing!"

Zhao Qing raised her head suddenly and when she saw the figure standing outside the yard, she immediately threw away the bamboo basket and ran over.

"Sister! Why are you back!"

Zhao Yin smiled and pinched the tip of her nose. "I don't know which little villain kept talking about me and made me sneeze in the middle of the night. So I came back!"

Zhao Qingcai refused to admit it, "I didn't miss you all the time."

The clothes Zhao Qing was wearing were picked up by other people in the village, so the size didn't fit them well.

Zhao Yin unwrapped the package, took out the newly bought clothes and handed it over.

Zhao Qing exclaimed, grabbed her clothes and jumped up excitedly and asked, "Did my sister buy me new clothes?"

Zhao Yin nodded, "Go in and put them on to see if they fit you."

Zhao Qing fluttered like a happy bird, "No need to try it, it will definitely fit."

She couldn't wait and ran into the house in a few steps.

Zhao Yin walked to sit next to the old man, picked up the bamboo basket that Zhao Qing had not finished weaving, and continued. "Grandma, how are you lately?"

"It's an old problem, that's it. Why do you think of coming back suddenly? Did something happen to you?"

Zhao Yin looked calm, lowered his head a few times, tied up the basket and put it aside. "Grandma, I won't leave when I come back this time."

The old man looked complicated.

After a long time, he stretched out his old hand, which was as old as a dead branch, and touched her head just like he touched Zhao Qing before. "It's good to come back."

Inexplicably, Zhao Yin's eyes became moist.

"Sister! Look, do I look beautiful in it?"

Zhao Yin bought her a set of clothes made of light pink floral fabric. Zhao Qing's complexion was quite fair, and her clothes were as cute as flowers blooming in spring.

"Beautiful! Our Qingqing is the most beautiful girl in the village."

Zhao Qing lowered her head in embarrassment.

The bright afternoon sun shines in the yard, making this old yard look less dilapidated.

After Zhao Yin came back, the whole family seemed to be alive.

She first cleaned the house, and then took several people's clothes to the river to wash. Zhao Qing has little strength, and her clothes are washed as if they have not been washed.

When I came back, I passed by the previous field and saw that the sweet potatoes I planted were ripe. I thought I could dig them out and roast them tomorrow.

When she came back, Zhao Qing had already shown off her newly bought clothes. I picked up some mushrooms from somewhere and asked Zhao Yin to make soup for dinner.

In the evening, Zhao Yin cooked a pot of vegetables and mushroom noodles, using the flour she bought from the town today.

Zhao Qing was extremely surprised, "Sister! What a good day today is? I have new clothes and food."

Zhao Yin felt a little sad, "Sister, I will work hard to make a lot of money in the future, so that you can eat noodles every day."

Zhao Qing held the bowl and was sweating while eating. "Sister, don't work so hard. I'll be satisfied if I eat noodles once a month."

The Zhao family is very poor. In order to save money, the last time they had noodles was half a year ago. For other families, eating meat during the Chinese New Year is something worth looking forward to, and they are happy if they can eat it.

Zhao Yin was wiping her hair after taking a hot bath when there was a knock on the door.

She opened it and the old man held a blue cloth bag and handed it to her.

"This is money given by your biological parents. I thought I would return it to you privately. Now, you can keep it yourself."

Zhao Yin's lips moved and she was speechless.

She sat back on the bed, opened the tightly wrapped cloth bag, and revealed ten neat bills inside.

Qingshui Village is very poor. Except for a few brick houses, most of the households here are wooden houses. The Zhao family is a dilapidated thatched house.

They obviously needed the money, but they never thought of spending it after she left.

Zhao Yin didn't know how they had been spending the past few months.

That night, Zhao Yin tossed and turned in bed. She secretly made up her mind to work hard to make money so that her sister and grandma could live a good life.

The next day, Zhao Yin got up very early due to the reminder of her biological clock.

There was an ancient bronze mirror in the room. Zhao Yin was sitting at the simple table and saw a face with sallow complexion revealed in the mirror.

The facial features of this body are beautiful, but the skin is rough and yellow due to years of working and being exposed to the sun. Nothing like what a fifteen-year-old girl should look like.