It's not for nothing that they eat for free every day. Zhuangzhuang and his friends were all skinny before, but now they have gained a lot of weight. The nine-year-old Zhuangzhuang is taller and stronger.

The force with which he charged towards Song Nanting with gritted teeth looked quite scary.

Many people exclaimed without reacting.

Song Nanting suddenly dodged when the child came close to her, and Zhuangzhuang rushed into the vegetable garden outside the Zhao family's door.

Tian Xiao'e shouted and asked Zhuangzhuang to go and pull the person away.

He turned around and looked at Song Nanting and said, "I'm not done with you. I'm going to sue you."

Song Nanting: "Go, go quickly, I beg you."

At this time, she missed the educated youth in Xiaohe Village so much that she would slap them if she didn't like them.

It's really inconvenient here. If something goes wrong, people will accuse you of bullying military wives.

It's really infuriating.

Sister Du Hua pulled her aside and asked, "Are you okay?"

Song Nanting shook her head, "I'm fine."

"Who bullied my daughter?"

With a roar, Aunt Song appeared.

Ever since Niu Huihui started working, Aunt Song has to take care of the children and comes here less often.

Poor girl, she just got some tofu to give to her goddaughter, but she ended up running into someone bullying her daughter.

Do you think your life is too long?

Aunt Song rushed into the crowd, grabbed Tian Xiao'e and started beating her. No one could stop her. Tian Xiao'e cried and the scene became chaotic for a while.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

Very good, the parents’ committee is here too.

But what have the people from the Parent-Teacher Association done?

After the farce ended, the members of the parent committee were also feeling grievances and began to do ideological work on Tian Xiao'e.

Tian Xiao'e just cried and was passive and uncooperative.

In the end, Song Nanting took Aunt Song away. The problem seemed to be solved, but in fact it was not.

Aunt Song was so angry that after returning home with Song Nanting, she kept muttering that Tian Xiao'e was a good-for-nothing.

"She looked quite honest and I thought she would be a good person, but I didn't expect her to be much more cunning than her mother-in-law. Her mother-in-law took advantage of her openly, but she didn't let her child eat at other people's homes. But she had a good idea and directly let someone raise her child."

Song Nanting was also angry, but still said, "Never mind her, they don't dare to come to my house for dinner anyway, and I didn't suffer any loss just now."

Aunt Song picked up the teacup and drank a gulp of water. She said, "I just can't get enough of my anger."

Song Nanting asked her, "Why are you here? Who will take care of Niuniu?"

"It's broken, I forgot." Aunt Song stood up and ran out. Song Nanting chased after her, "Where are you going?"

"I'll be there in a minute."

Aunt Song was over 50 years old, but her legs and feet were really nimble. She ran out and came back soon after, holding a net bag in her hand. "I just put it on the stone platform. I thought someone had taken it away, but I didn't expect it to be there."

Song Nanting was curious, "What?"

"Small tofu." Aunt Song took it into the kitchen, opened it and poured it into a small enamel basin. "You can add some chopped green onions and boil some chili oil to eat it. It will taste great."

Song Nanting's eyes suddenly lit up, "That's great, I was just thinking about doing it someday, now it's time to stop doing it."

Aunt Song looked at her and said, "If you like it, we'll make it again next time."

It was getting late, so Aunt Song said a few words to her and then took her things and went back.

Song Nanting opened her mouth and wanted to say that she was pregnant but she didn't tell him.

In the evening, Lu Jianan came back and said, "Take a rest tomorrow. I'll take you to the hospital?"

Song Nanting calculated that less than a month had passed, and only about two months at this time, so she hesitated, "Should we wait a little longer?"

"No problem?" Lu Jianan didn't understand this, but he was frightened every day, afraid that something might happen.

Song Nanting shook her head. "Except for the dry heaves in the morning, I don't feel anything at other times."

Of course there are some changes, such as sleeping more, eating more, and gaining weight on my face.

She was afraid that if she ate too much she would become a fat girl.

So the matter was put on hold again.

As for Tian Xiao'e's four children, Song Nanting thought that she might have calmed down later. But she thought too simply. The children did not change at all, and Tian Xiao'e still did not care.

But it is not entirely true to say that there is no change. Zhuangzhuang changed his target and no longer targeted people nearby. He began to lead his younger brothers and sisters to expand to other places.

When it’s time for dinner, if I smell something delicious coming from someone’s house, I’ll go over and knock on the door.

It is difficult to chase away those who know them, but Zhuangzhuang, who doesn't know them, starts to play the victim, saying that his father has passed away and his mother works hard and has no money to eat or drink.

As adults, it was not appropriate to argue with the child, so we just let him in.

Moreover, these children have learned their lesson. They eat one meal at one restaurant and one meal at another, and never eat twice at the same restaurant.

In other words, in the past we would pluck the wool of a few sheep at a time, but now we only shear each sheep with a pair of scissors.

If you care about it, it's just a meal. If you don't care about it, you will feel suffocated and anxious just thinking about it.

When everyone got together and talked about it, they all felt suffocated and panicked.

Huifen's family had completely broken off with the Zhao family. When listening to the discussion, she sneered, "One meal is indeed not much, but their four children have saved a lot of money for the family. Tian Xiao'e still has a salary, and her food and drink are provided by the canteen. From salary, pensions, and donations, they save a lot of money for themselves."

No further words were said, and everyone felt bad.

There are many military families in this compound, but how many senior officers are there? Most of them are company commanders and battalion commanders. It sounds glorious, but the salary and subsidies are not only used to support their own families, but also to support their brothers and mothers in their hometowns. It's not enough to make ends meet.

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