Ye Juaner was so angry that she slapped her son on the head and said, "Can you speak human language? If I could give birth to a daughter as well-behaved as Qingtian, how could I have given birth to a little bastard like you? You have to stay here to irritate me every day?"
Ye Juaner turned back to Sister Ye and said, "You don't know, this is because Qingtian somehow got along with him, otherwise he would have no patience with children.
"Every time his eldest sister brings the child back to her parents' home, either the child cries because of him, or his eldest sister cries because of him. There is no peace every time!
"I think it's good that there are sunny days now to temper his temper. Otherwise, with his bad temper, he won't even be able to find a wife in the future."
Shuanglin Village, where Ye Huafu's family lives, is very close, and it only takes more than half an hour to walk there.
So a few people took a mule cart, chatting and laughing along the way, and soon arrived at the destination.
As soon as she entered the village, Mrs. Ye felt that Shuanglin Village was obviously much richer than Rongxi Village.
At least half of the households in the village have brick and tile houses.
Ye Hua's house is also a brick and tile house. Although it looks a bit old, it is still better than any other in the village.
Apart from anything else, the height and spaciousness of brick and tile houses are much better than those of adobe houses.
Because his daughter and son-in-law were coming home today, Ye Hua had already cleaned the yard and the house and hung red silk, making it look particularly festive.
Liu Quan skillfully led the mule to the backyard and tied it up, then grabbed a few handfuls of hay and threw them on the ground.
Ye Juan'er had already started greeting Ye Hua.
Mrs. Jiang brought Mrs. Ye and Mrs. Ye San to the kitchen so that they could start working.
"Let me help you!" Thinking that the other party was also a relative, Mrs. Jiang felt a little embarrassed to turn around and leave, so she said politely.
"No, no, we came early and the kitchen is busy enough.
"Qiu Yi is returning home today, and there will definitely be many relatives and friends coming to the house. Go and help your mother-in-law greet the guests!"
After hearing what Mrs. Ye said, Mrs. Jiang smiled and went out.
Sister-in-law Ye looked at the nearly overflowing kitchen countertops filled with chicken, duck, fish, and meat, and whispered, "Auntie Hua's family is doing really well! When I visited my parents-in-law back then, the dishes they prepared weren't even half as many as this."
"I'm not even as good as you. I remember it clearly. On the day of my return visit, there were only two meat dishes on the table, and the other was stir-fried cabbage with pig's blood.
"I was so angry that I cried all the way back.
"Fortunately, your eldest brother didn't despise me. Not only did he not complain, but when he got home he even said the food was delicious.
"Otherwise, I would have just married into the family, with my parents-in-law above me and three brothers-in-law below me. I would have been too embarrassed to face them!"
Mrs. Ye entrusted Qingtian to Ye Xianglei's care, and then took Mrs. Ye San with her to work.
Ye Xianglei carried Qingtian out and said, "Come on, I'll take you to find other kids to play with."
Mrs. Jiang has two children. The elder one is a daughter named Xiaoling'er, who is five years old this year.
The younger one is my son Suozhu, who just turned one year old.
When Ye Xianglei said he was taking Qingtian to play with other children, he was referring to his niece Xiao Ling'er.
When we found them, we discovered that Xiao Ling'er was not alone, and there were several girls of similar age around her.
The guests haven't arrived yet, so these should be children from the village who come here to join in the fun.
"Xiao Ling'er." Ye Xianglei called out, "Come here, I'd like to introduce you to a little girl. Would you like to bring her along to play?"
Qingtian suddenly saw several young ladies older than herself, and she shrank behind Ye Xianglei a little shyly.
Fortunately, Xiao Ling'er was a lively and enthusiastic child. She ran over and grabbed Qingtian's hand and said, "Little sister, what's your name? Come, let's play together!"
"My name is Qingtian." Qingtian was moved by her enthusiasm and asked, "What are you playing?"
"They just got here too, and we haven't decided what to play yet!"
So Qingtian generously took out his sandbag and said, "How about we play with sandbags? Do you have any pebbles at home?"
When the children saw such exquisite sandbags, their eyes widened.
Xiao Ling'er also looked at Qingtian with envy.
Seeing that they didn't answer, Qingtian thought they didn't have any pebbles, so he said, "It's okay if you don't have any. We can go find some and wash them and use them."
"Sister Qingtian, your sandbag is so beautiful!" Xiao Ling'er said.
"This was made for me by my second aunt. She also made the clothes I'm wearing.
"My second aunt's work is so beautiful that it can even make clothes for the wealthy families in the capital!"
Qingtian spared no effort in praising Ye Ersao.
But the other children's attention was on her sandbag.
One of the tallest girls said, "We have to go inside and get on the kang to catch stones. Why don't we just play sandbag throwing?"
She turned to look at Xiao Ling'er and said, "Didn't you say your grandma started cleaning the house yesterday? Will she let us in and get on the kang?"
When Xiao Ling'er heard this, she shook her head repeatedly. If her grandmother saw her bringing so many people into the house to play with sandbags on the kang, she would definitely not forgive her.
So she followed his lead and said, "Okay, then let's go to the backyard and throw sandbags. There's more space there."
After Xiao Ling'er finished speaking, she took Qingtian's hand and walked to the back.
Seeing that the two of them were having a good time together, Ye Xianglei reminded them, "Xiao Ling'er, you are the older sister, you must take good care of your younger sister, okay?"
Xiaoling nodded casually, then pulled Qingtian and ran to the backyard with her friends.
Qingtian had never played sandbag throwing before, so he could only follow other people's arrangements.
So the tall girl took the initiative again and said, "How many of us are there? Let's split into two teams first."
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