"Why haven't I seen Li Zhaodi recently?"

"Who knows? I heard that Widow Song peed all over her that day."

When the woman heard this, she covered her mouth with a look of secret joy on her face, "Is this true?"

"Of course! I heard it from Widow Song!"

The other woman was also grinning, with a look of schadenfreude on her face, as if Li Zhaodi's misfortune was their pleasure.

As they were talking, they walked away. These two people were the ones who surrounded Li Zhaodi and complimented her the most at that time. I don't know if Li Zhaodi knew that these two people were talking about her behind her back.

Xiaoguo and Yang Dasao were not far away. They looked at each other and shook their heads. Li Zhaodi was quite pitiful, but it was all her own fault and she didn't deserve sympathy.

Xiao Guo continued to bend over and cut grass, while Sister Yang sat on the donkey cart and chatted idly. After the two women walked away, Sister Yang said, "Widow Song did what I wanted to do. It's great, haha."

Xiao Guo looked around helplessly, luckily there was no one nearby, otherwise it would be disastrous if someone heard it.

Mrs. Yang looked around. There were quite a few people playing outside at the moment. Li Zhaodi was no longer among the people who usually gathered under the tree. It seemed that she had really behaved herself this time.

"Do you think Li Zhaodi is scared? Logically, she shouldn't be. With her temper, how could Widow Song control her?"

I haven't seen Mrs. Yang in these days. It really feels a bit strange.

Xiaoguo also nodded. Li Zhaodi didn't seem like the type of person who could hold back. Besides, Widow Song had treated her like that, so she had to find a way to get back at her, right?

"Maybe he's up to something bad at home."

After Xiaoguo finished speaking to Mrs. Yang, Mrs. Yang also thought it was possible, nodded, and continued chatting.

"Sister-in-law, when Brother Yang and your brother-in-law come back, you have to prepare some food, right?"

Xiaoguo put down the sickle. The grass had already been cut and it was time to go back.

When Mrs. Yang heard this, her face turned pink, and she was obviously looking forward to her husband's return. "It's already been prepared!"

Mrs. Yang went to the market before the Mid-Autumn Festival and bought a lot of things. She didn’t eat much on the day, so the leftovers would be enough to eat for another ten days.

Mrs. Yang looked forward to the return of her husband Yang Feng day and night. When her mother at home heard about it, she was also very happy and looked forward to the return of her two sons.

Xiao Guo continued talking to Yang Dasao, and couldn't help but feel happy for her. There were two men in the family, and both of them came back safely. This was such a great joy. The men in other families had lost their lives, but Yang Feng and Yang Jia from Yang Dasao's family were both alive.

Xiaoguo turned the donkey cart around and looked around for Zhuangzhuang. They had just come out together. She was cutting grass while Zhuangzhuang was grazing cattle. Now that she had finished cutting her own grass, Zhuangzhuang should have finished grazing as well. It was time to pack up and go home.

Mrs. Yang had sharp eyes and she spotted Zhuangzhuang walking back slowly at a glance. She pointed him out to Xiaoguo, who shouted "Zhuangzhuang" loudly after seeing him.

After hearing this, Zhuangzhuang quickened his pace and walked towards Xiaoguo, leading the two cows.

Mrs. Yang sighed, as if she had discovered a new continent, "Xiaoguo, your cattle are growing too fast!"

Xiaoguo was curious about what Mrs. Yang was shouting about, and after hearing it, she looked at the cows. Usually, it was Zhuangzhuang who was in charge of herding the cows, and she really didn't pay much attention to it. But now she saw that it was really Zhuangzhuang, a small man walking in the middle, and the two cows on the left and right were almost twice as tall as Zhuangzhuang.

The chubby Zhuangzhuang looks much thinner in the shadows. It seems that Zhuangzhuang can no longer be allowed to herd cattle. The cattle are getting bigger and bigger, but Zhuangzhuang can't grow that fast. Xiaoguo is afraid that if the cattle become even stronger in the future, Zhuangzhuang won't be able to hold them and will fall over if the cattle pull him.

Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I think I should just let him relax by himself later. After the New Year, Zhuangzhuang will be ready to go to school anyway.

Speaking of school enrollment, Xiaoguo suddenly remembered something. She didn't know whether Su Hui and Tang Zhu were at home. She had taken time to go there twice but no one was there. She also wanted to ask about Confucius.

Why not go to the county again in the next two days and visit her home, Xiaoguo made up his mind, and Zhuangzhuang also came to Xiaoguo's side.

The three of them went back together. Sister Yang seemed extremely happy along the way. She kept talking to Xiaoguo about this and that. Now she looked like a young girl in love, with a constant rosy face.

In fact, it's not just Mrs. Yang. All the other women in Taohua Village have been filled with a kind of amorous look recently. Xiaoguo thought so too. She hasn't seen the man of the family for more than three years. How can she not be excited and looking forward to it at this moment?

However, where there are people who are happy, there are also people who are sad. Nearly half of the women in the village are widows. At the beginning, it was not bad because they knew that the men were all on the battlefield, and their lives were uncertain. The remaining women could naturally unite and keep each other warm. But now all the living men are coming back, and the balance of the village has been completely broken. How can the remaining widows be happy? Even those who have a good relationship with them usually stop talking because of this.

Cases like Xiaoguo and Yang Dasao are rare, almost non-existent.

Just watch along the way. The woman sitting under the tree is definitely a widow, because if there is a man at home, she must be tidying up and preparing to welcome the man home.

Mrs. Yang walked with Xiaoguo with a blushing face. As expected, she received hostile looks from the women on both sides, but these looks were directed at Mrs. Yang.

After Xiaoguo discovered it, she took two slow steps and blocked Mrs. Yang behind her. When the other women saw Xiaoguo, they rolled their eyes and looked away. Qin Xiaoguo was also a widow.

Xiaoguo didn't care. What's wrong with being a widow? She already had a son, so why did she need a man?

When Xiaoguo got home and just tied up the donkey cart, Zhuangzhuang followed Xiaoguo and asked the question he wanted to ask just now, "Mom, why does Auntie look so happy today?"

Xiaoguo paused and continued walking towards the kitchen with her mouth slightly open, wondering how to explain to Zhuangzhuang that Mrs. Yang was happy because her husband was coming back.

"Because, I am happy because my aunt is happy."

Please learn about nonsense literature...

Looking at Zhuangzhuang's gaze, Xiaoguo spoke again, "Of course it's not just this reason. Another reason is that Xiaohua and Xiaohu's father is coming back from outside."

After hearing this, Zhuangzhuang just responded faintly and went back to the house.

Xiaoguo was ready, waiting for the strong Sanqian questions, but what was the result? What is "Oh"?

The hand that was cutting leeks paused, and he looked at the leaving figure, somewhat puzzled. What happened to Zhuangzhuang?

Xiaoguo rubbed his head vigorously and let his hands drop helplessly. It seemed that he had been thinking about one question these past two days: what happened to Zhuangzhuang?

This kid's hair hasn't even grown out yet, and he hasn't even reached puberty yet, how can he be so hard to understand...

He opened his mouth and wanted to call back Zhuangzhuang, but in the end, he didn't say anything. Even if he asked him, he would definitely not get the reason. This kid's mouth was so tight that he didn't want to talk, and even a crowbar couldn't pry it open.

Xiao Guo was cutting leeks while thinking about Zhuang Zhuang's abnormality. When did he start...