Reborn 80s to be a rich woman

Inside Zhang's house, Aunt Zhang was busy cleaning up the housework, while Zhang Quan went to work in the fields.

"Mom, take a break, and leave the light work to me."

Looking at her mother-in-law's busy figure, An Xinyue sat in the room and couldn't do anything. She was really not used to it. You know, she used to do all these things by herself, but now she felt a little uncomfortable when she was free.

"What stupid things are you talking about? Just stay put for me. You are two people now, and you can't bump into each other."

Aunt Zhang stared at An Xinyue's still flat stomach, her eyes full of joy, but in the blink of an eye, she thought of that damned Mrs. Liu, and the fire in her heart was ignited again.

"This crazy woman, don't let me catch you next time, or another beating won't be too much."

The resentment in Aunt Zhang's heart is probably hard to get rid of. It's best for Liu to burn incense and pray to Buddha to hope that her daughter-in-law, mother and child are safe, otherwise there will be some good or bad, and she will never end with her in this life.

"I'm fine. I'll be fine if I do some work."

An Xinyue Xian's bones felt weak, and the parts of her body that were beaten by Liu Shi were almost in good condition, and her appetite was better than before, so she wouldn't feel like throwing up as soon as she smelled meat.

"I've been hurt for a hundred days. You lie down for me. If you're really tired, get up and sit for a while. I'll go to the kitchen and make medicine for you. When it's ready, I'll make it for you to drink. Call me if you want to do something." .”

Aunt Zhang cleaned up the work in hand, washed her hands, took the bandaged Chinese medicine, and walked out after speaking.

An Xinyue was forced to take a break, so she could only obey her mother-in-law's arrangement, and got bored and took out her needle and thread to hook up a sweater.

"Mom, are you knitting for me?"

Zhang Huiru was playing with the little wooden figure in his hand, and saw that the little sweater An Xinyue was knitting was very beautiful, and looked at her flickeringly.

"Does Huiru like it? If you like it, mom will knit another one for you, okay?"

These are what An Xinyue is planning to wear for her unborn child. The size is really too small. Seeing that her daughter likes it, she wants to knit an extra big one.

"I like it. The clothes my mother wove are beautiful, and I feel warm when I wear them."

Zhang Huiru climbed onto the kang, hugged her arm and said happily.

"Hehe, Huiru looks good in anything. Hey, this one is for the little brother in the mother's womb. Now that you are going to be a big sister, why don't you let the little brother go first?"

"Well, my sister wants to let my younger brother wear it. Mom, you weave it for my younger brother to wear first."

Zhang Huiru nodded sensibly, and watched with a smile as An Xinyue hooked left and knit with the right needle, and continued to play with the little wooden figure in her hand.

Bang bang bang-!

There was a knock on the door outside, An Xinyue's hands paused, and when she heard the sound outside, she got up and walked out.

"Huiru, you are playing in the house, mother is going to open the door."

She said something to Zhang Huiru and walked out of the house.

"coming."

There was still a knock on the door, and Aunt Zhang, who was busy in the kitchen, didn't pay attention. An Xinyue called out as a response to the outside.

"aunt."

"Lanzi? Why are you here? Come in quickly."

When the door opened and saw An Xiaolan standing at the door, An Xinyue was surprised for a moment, and hurriedly pulled her in.

"Did something happen at home? Tell me if you need help."

When An Xiaolan came to her last time, it was because something happened to An Xiaofeng, but this time, her first reaction was to ask for help.

"Auntie, don't worry, be careful."

An Xiaolan saw that An Xinyue's face changed slightly, her tone was hurried, and she quickly explained.

"How can you not be in a hurry! That Mrs. Liu is powerful, and you will not be beaten to death by her if you touch her." Ever since her eldest brother and sister-in-law sent back the money in two parts, Mrs. Liu hated this niece, and it was all in her hands. Growing up being beaten and scolded, An Xinyue knows how selfish she is. Spending a penny on them is like cutting off their flesh.

Seeing that she was still carrying a live chicken, An Xinyue asked, "Did you buy this?"

An Xiaolan has been quietly listening to her aunt's chanting, and she can't help looking at her. Seeing that her face is normal, but she can't stand upright when she walks, she can't help showing a look of worry in her eyes.

"Well, this is for you, aunt."

"What are you doing with wasted money? You are half the head of the family now, and you have younger brothers and sisters to take care of. You have to spend money inside and out. Auntie said seriously, you have to listen to it, Lanzi."

When An Xinyue heard that this live chicken was specially bought for her, her face turned pale, and she didn't look happy at all.

"Okay, aunt, I know what you said, but I bought it all, so should I return it? I'm willing to accept it, but not the boss."

After An Xiaolan put the chicken coop outside the door, she followed An Xinyue in.

"Then you take it back, and I'll make it up for you and Xiaofeng Mingzi, Auntie doesn't need it."

"Auntie, let's put this matter aside, let's not talk about it. By the way, where is Huiru? Is she still at home? Is uncle going to work in the fields?"

An Xiaolan sat in the room, looked left and right but saw no one else.

"You really have the same temperament as grandma. My mother-in-law is in the kitchen, and Huiru is playing in the house."

The grandma An Xinyue was talking about was the late Mrs. Xie, and there was a trace of nostalgia in her expression.

"Huiru, come out quickly, your cousin Lanzi is here to see."

An Xinyue sighed, stopped talking, and shouted into the room.

Zhang Huiru who was in the house heard her mother's voice and ran out immediately.

"Mother."

Hearing her daughter's soft and cute voice, An Xinyue's face was full of doting smiles, seeing An Xiaolan's heart warmed.

"Come on, this is cousin Lanzi, called sister."

An Xinyue pointed to the little hand holding Zhang Huiru, pointed at An Xiaolan and said.

"elder sister."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Huiru hid in An Xinyue's arms shyly.

"Hui Ru is so good, she's grown up a bit, my sister didn't bring any presents, so she wove a wreath for you, do you like it?"

An Xiaolan came too hastily. While sitting in the bullock cart, she saw the wild flowers blooming on the side of the road, so she picked some flowers on the spur of the moment and wove a wreath.

Seeing the colorful garland in her hand, Zhang Huiru wanted to take it but dared not, but the word "like" was written all over her face.