Chapter 13 What nonsense is this?

Zhou Zhaodi said sourly, "Why would a little girl be named Jiaojiao? A humble name is easier to raise."

The Chen family has four daughters: Da Ni, Er Ni, San Ni, and Si Ni. Why is it that only this little vixen has a unique name?

Ma Xiulian immediately pulled a long face and said to her with full confidence, "I'm not asking you to support me, so what are you babbling about all day long!"

Zhou Zhaodi awkwardly shut her mouth.

Besides the elderly couple, the eldest son and his wife were the ones who earned the most work points in the Chen family; the second wife earned the least.

Ma Xiulian then looked at Zhao Mei, "Eldest daughter-in-law, you should slaughter and clean the rabbit later, cut it in half and give it to the child's aunt to take back."

Chen Honghong refused, saying, "Why would I give it to you? You can keep it for yourselves."

But she couldn't go against her mother's wishes, and in the end, she took the half of the rabbit meat wrapped in a large leaf and went home.

Ma Xiulian didn't cook the remaining half of the rabbit right away. Instead, she salted it and hung it up, planning to cut a small piece for her third son's wife every day.

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Within two days, the team began harvesting rice.

After Ma Xiulian made a special effort to negotiate with the brigade leader, she successfully got Li Chunhua an easier job.

"Third son's wife, this year you should go to the threshing ground to dry the grain, so it will be convenient for you to come back and breastfeed the baby."

This time, Zhou Zhaodi was so jealous that her eyes turned red. "Mom, you're so biased! When I had my first and second babies, you didn't even give me an easier job!"

Every summer during the harvest season, drying rice is the most sought-after job.

Not only is it simple and easy, but you also don't have to be exposed to the scorching sun all the time. It's so much easier than harvesting and carrying rice.

Ma Xiulian glared at her and retorted without hesitation, "You were as strong as an ox after giving birth, how could I possibly ask for your help?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhaodi subconsciously looked at the slender Li Chunhua, then at her own strong arms and legs, and was instantly filled with grief and indignation.

If I had known, she wouldn't have eaten so much!

Of course, she was just thinking about it; she would never do it if she were beaten to death, just to get an easier job and eat less meat!

Li Chunhua, however, went to the threshing ground with a delighted expression.

The other people at the threshing ground were understanding that her daughter was only a month old and it wasn't appropriate for her to breastfeed in the hot sun, so they would let her go back to breastfeed after each time they finished turning the grain.

Ma Xiulian also gave her a boiled egg each in the morning and afternoon!

It can be said that this past month or so has been the most comfortable and happiest time Li Chunhua has had in more than 20 years.

Ma Xiulian was also very happy because during a group break, several female educated youths praised her granddaughter highly in front of the production team members.

"The little girl is so beautiful, I've never seen a girl in the city prettier than her."

"They're well-fed, plump and white like dough balls, so pleasing to the eye."

"Aunt Chen, can we come to your house to see Xiao Jiaojiao tonight?"

Upon hearing this, a woman asked, "Jianguo's mother, why isn't your granddaughter named Wuni?"

Ma Xiulian explained with a smile, "Her name is Chen Jiao, and her nickname is Jiao Jiao. It was given to her by Li Zhiqing."

"No wonder it sounded so cultured, it turns out it was Li, a sent-down youth, who gave it the name."

"Jianguo's mom, when are you going to bring it out so we can see it too?"

Seeing so many people wanting to see her precious baby, Ma Xiulian was overjoyed. "I'll bring him out when he's a bit stronger, and besides, it's too hot right now."

Old Mrs. Song, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand her smugness and said disdainfully with a sneer, "She's just a little girl. Being pretty doesn't put food on the table."

"What's wrong with the little girl?!"

(End of this chapter)