Pampered by my Rough Husband (70s)

Si Yueyue: ???

She started off by having children?

And twins, at that?

Her husband sacrificed himself?

She had been single for thirty years, and then one day, her soul trans...

Chapter 241 Who is the bumpkin talking about? (2/2)

"We know, Grandma."

After the four brothers finished talking to their grandmother, they called their older brothers, sisters and grandfather and left.

When they arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, Lin Xuguang and Lei Qingshan took their younger brothers and sisters to buy soda and some wine for their grandfather.

After buying the wine, Lele came to Father Lei holding the bottle and said, "Grandpa, look, this is the wine that grandma asked us to buy for you."

"After dinner, grandpa can drink and eat seafood at the same time!"

An An also walked to his grandfather at this time, looked up at him and said: "Grandpa, you can't drink too much. Mom said that you have to drink in moderation."

"So, Grandpa has to drink this bottle of wine over several days."

"Okay, Grandpa got it. Grandpa only drinks two cups a day and never drinks too much."

"Well, grandpa is the best! He is the best grandpa!"

Upon hearing this, Old Man Lei burst into laughter, causing people passing by to look back frequently.

Happy Father Lei took out his own change from his pocket and bought candies for the children.

Lei Qingyun looked at the two candies in his hand and shouted to his grandfather excitedly: "Thank you, Grandpa, you are the best!"

Just at this moment a pair of girls came over. When the little girl heard what Lei Qingyun said, she said with a look of disdain.

"You country bumpkin, you're so happy just because of two candies. You can tell at a glance that you're from the countryside and have no knowledge."

Old Man Lei frowned when he heard this. Lin Xuguang, Lei Qingshan and other older children also frowned.

Just as they were about to speak, they heard Lele speak.

"Who are you talking about, bumpkin?"

The little girl glared at him and said, "You are a country bumpkin."

"Humph, just because you're a bumpkin you think everyone is the same as you? Only bumpkins like to talk about being bumpkins all the time."

"Brother, why?" Lei Qingyun asked Lele with an innocent look on his face.

Lei Qingyao covered her face and shook her head, saying: "Because she is afraid that others don't know that she is a bumpkin, my silly brother."

"Ah? So that's how it is. I was wondering why she was calling me a bumpkin just now. It turns out she was telling me that she is a bumpkin."

Father Lei looked at his silly grandson and pursed his lips. It was not easy for him to speak at this time, for fear that the woman would say that we bullied her.

However, it was beyond the control of an old man like him to control what the children said. Besides, they were not the ones who spoke first.

"I'm talking about you, you are the bumpkin, all of you are bumpkins." The little girl said angrily.

"Only bumpkins call others bumpkins. Because they are bumpkins themselves, everyone else looks like a bumpkin to them."

The relative next to the little girl also spoke at this time.

"Your family is from the countryside. If you're not a bumpkin, what else are you? You're a bumpkin and you don't want people to say that?"

An An, who had been silent the whole time, took over her words and said, "Aunt, haven't your family been from the countryside for several generations?"

"Besides, what's wrong with rural people? Rural people grow their own food and it's not shameful."

"It's you who are a city person who calls people from the countryside who are embarrassing."

The supply and marketing cooperative was always bustling with people, and when others heard them arguing, many people gathered around to watch.

After they heard An An's words, they all gave him a thumbs up: "Little kid is right, what's wrong with being from the countryside? It's not like they're eating your food."

"And I think these kids are very polite, not like your girl at all. She talks badly about strangers when she sees them on the street. How rude."