On the way back, Su Ergou asked Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao panted and said, "Before answering your question, I think we need to find an ox cart."

She walked too much today and her chubby little legs can't move anymore.

Su Ergou hurriedly said, "Sister, wait here for me. I'll go to the market to hire a bullock cart!"

This is the only way, her chubby body really can't stand the torture.

Su Ergou went to the market. Old Li didn't come to town today. It was an ox cart from another village.

Then Su Ergou successfully forgot the previous topic.

It was already afternoon when the two returned to the village.

At the entrance of the village, several villagers were gathering around an ancient well to draw water. When they saw Su Pangya and Su Ergou coming back from outside the village, they did not make a fuss like they did a few days ago.

This family seemed to have suddenly changed their temperament, especially Su Pangya. The villagers saw her collecting firewood in the mountains and washing clothes by the river. She also went out early and came back late every day. It was said that she went to the town to do business.

"The last time I saw her riding in Old Li's ox cart, she gave Old Li the fare!" said Aunt Wu.

"I saw it too!" said Sun's wife.

Aunt Wu said again: "Hey, what do you think happened? Why did Su Pangya suddenly become a different person? Could she be possessed by a ghost?"

"Nonsense! Have you ever seen a ghost possess a person like this?"

The person who spoke was Ms. Zhou, a woman in her early thirties, but she looked a little old, perhaps forty.

Aunt Wu: "Then why did she——"

Zhou snorted, "What else can I do? I got a good husband! If I had a handsome man like that, I wouldn't be lazy and idle!"

The villagers burst into laughter.

Although it's funny, Su Pangya's husband is so handsome that one's heart will melt at the first sight of him.

The Sun family's wife asked, "Why is Fatty Su so lucky?"

Zhou said, "What's the point of having a good life? It's like a flower stuck in cow dung! It's a pity for the young man."

Everyone agreed deeply.

"I don't allow you to say that about my husband."

Su Pangya's sinister little voice suddenly sounded from behind everyone, and she looked up to the sky and sighed.

"If my husband is cow dung, then what are you men? A cesspool?"

Everyone: “…”

Su Xiaoxiao, who had successfully silenced her fellow villagers, left in a good mood.

Su Jinniang came over carrying a basket.

She greeted the aunties and ladies, and seeing that they looked like they had eaten nothing, she couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

Zhou looked at Su Pangya's chubby back as she walked away and rolled her eyes coldly: "Su Pangya!"

"What's wrong with Daya?" Su Jinniang asked.

The Su family is a cultured family. Su Jinniang never calls her by the nickname Su Fattya like other people in the village, but always calls her Daya.

Zhou cursed, "You don't understand what I'm saying. She's just cow dung, but she thinks she's a flower! I don't know how much money she spent to buy such a live-in son-in-law! Doesn't she even know if she's worthy of him?"

The Sun family's daughter-in-law teased her: "She is not worthy of him, but is your daughter worthy of him?"

The villagers laughed again.

Zhou's reputation in the village was not very good. She loved to gossip, but women also liked to listen to gossip. On the one hand, they disliked Zhou, but on the other hand, they always talked to her.

She spat, "Pah, pah, pah! How old is my daughter?"

Aunt Wu laughed and said, "You are fourteen now, you can say you are married, but I am afraid that the young man will look down on your daughter!"

Zhou laughed and said, "If you look down on mine, you can look down on yours? In my opinion, let's stop arguing. Looking around the whole town, only Jinniang is worthy of that young man!"

Su Jinniang blushed and said, "Aunt Zhou, please stop joking. He is Daya's husband. It would be bad if it got out."

"...Yeah." Su Jinniang responded vaguely. --At noon, the three little kids ate another dark meal prepared by Su's father. When they saw Su Xiaoxiao coming back, they threw themselves into her arms, feeling extremely wronged.

"Huh? Where's grandpa?" she asked.

"Farming." said Dahu.

"Dad, we also farm." Erhu added.

"Yeah!" Xiaohu had nothing to add.

Su Xiaoxiao and Su Ergou didn't have lunch.

"Er Gou, go to the kitchen and light the fire. I'm going to go back to the house and change my clothes first."

She was drenched in sweat.

"Okay!"

Su Ergou quickly went to the kitchen to light a fire.

Su Xiaoxiao opened the closet and began to look for clothes. After searching for a long time, she found that there were only a few clothes that could be worn. They were either too plain, too colorful, or too tight.

I finally found a set of clothes that fit me, but as soon as I put them on, I saw that I was wearing the same clothes as Su Jinniang who was passing by my house.

She looked at Su Jinniang in surprise, and Su Jinniang happened to be looking at her.

A sentence automatically floated through Su Xiaoxiao’s mind: It’s not scary to wear the same clothes as others, but it’s embarrassing for the ugly one.

Neither of them spoke.

Su Jinniang walked away with a cold expression.

Su Ergou grabbed a roasted sweet potato and came to the main room: "Sister, Xiao Wu sent over some roasted sweet potatoes, do you want to fill your stomach first?"

After he finished speaking, he saw Su Xiaoxiao looking at the door, so he also looked over.

"Oh, it's Su Jinniang."

Su Xiaoxiao wondered: "Why am I wearing the same clothes as her?"

Su Ergou's expression was indescribable: "Sister, have you forgotten that all your clothes are made according to Su Jinniang's?"

"Uh...really?"

She did not inherit this memory.

Su Ergou groaned, "When Su Jinniang wears red, you wear red too. When Su Jinniang wears green, you buy green too. You even want to secretly imitate the way Su Jinniang walks a hundred times!"

Su Xiaoxiao held her forehead with her hand: This is definitely a case of the ugly woman imitating the beautiful woman!

No wonder Su Jinniang looked at her like that just now.

Su Ergou said weakly: "Sister, don't imitate her anymore."

"I can't do it anymore." Su Xiaoxiao looked down at her outfit.

But I have no other clothes to wear, so I'll just have to make do with this one for now.

Su Xiaoxiao ate half a sweet potato and went to the kitchen to cook.

She sliced ​​the sweet potatoes, coated them with salty batter with chopped green onions, and fried them in a pan until golden brown. The sweetness of the sweet potatoes and the saltiness of the batter blended perfectly together, making the food crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with the fragrance of green onions and oil.

There was extra batter, so she fried another plate of crispy pork.

The three little ones were guarding the stove.

Su Xiaoxiao was frying while they were eating, their little hands and mouths were busy and greasy.

For children, this is probably the most satisfying moment of the day.

Good morning

(End of this chapter)