Chapter 370 Fubao is a helpful baby
When Old Mrs. Wan walked to the gate, she thought of little Fubao.
"Second son, have you seen little Fubao since you came back? Since you are going to express gratitude, you should bring little Fubao with you and let her learn to be grateful from a young age. This child is smart and understands things quickly. She is a hundred times better than you as her father." As Grandma Wan spoke, she did not forget to complain about her son.
Wan Lao Er quickly laughed and said, "Mom, you are really funny. Xiao Fubao is not from our family. He must be better than me. You are right."
Old Lady Wan glared at Old Second Wan fiercely, "Hu Qin what?"
Wan Laoer realized that he had said the wrong thing, and looked around quickly. Seeing that there was no one else in the yard, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Be careful with your words next time, especially in front of Fubao. Even though that girl seems careless, she knows everything. If you make Fubao sad, I will break your legs."
Old Mrs. Wan scolded Wan Laoer harshly, and Wan Laoer subconsciously took a step back, fearing that his mother was really going to break his legs.
"Mom, I get it. I just said it out of turn. Don't be angry. I will never say it again even if you kill me." Wan Laoer slapped himself embarrassedly.
Old Lady Wan snorted, and the expression on her face softened. "What are you still standing there for? Why don't you go find my sweetheart?"
Wan Laoer ran away as if he had been pardoned. He really couldn't stand his mother's gaze. He felt as if his back was being pierced by his mother's eyes, and his steps became faster.
Wan Laoer went back to the house and looked around, but didn't see Xiao Fubao. He tiptoed to the bedroom and saw that Wan Ersao was sleeping soundly. There was no sign of Xiao Fubao in the room. He slowly left the room and closed the door quietly.
"Mom, we didn't find the girl. I guess she saw her mom was asleep and she didn't want to wake her up at home, so she ran out to play."
"Okay, let's go, but we still have to look for her quickly. We can't let the incident like yesterday happen again. You also said that Zhou Biao would send someone here, so we have to keep a close eye on Fubao. This girl loves to stand up for the weak and is fearless. She is just a fool and audacious."
As Old Mrs. Wan was speaking, she felt so amused by Little Fubao that she sighed and walked out.
At this time, little Fubao was running around behind Guihua.
"Sister Guihua, can I help you?"
Little Fubao saw Guihua sweating from busy work and hurried over to help.
Guihua was working in the drying yard, packing potato scraps into bags. The family needed a bag of potato scraps every day to feed the chickens. She was small and couldn't carry so much at once, so she had to carry it home in two or three batches.
"Sister Fubao, don't move. This is dirty. Just watch from the side. I'll fix it in a moment."
Guihua said as she quickly pulled little Fubao aside. Fubao was wearing a goose yellow outfit today, like a fresh little yellow flower, and her chubby little face was pink and tender, just like a peach, making people want to pinch it. There was a circle of lace on the collar and cuffs of her clothes, which added a bit of playfulness and cuteness. The fat trouser legs underneath kept shaking as she walked, making little Fubao look even more adorable.
Guihua didn't dare to let such a little Fubao do the work, but she thought what she wanted. How could the little Fubao be afraid of hardship and fatigue? She didn't care about her clothes. No matter how beautifully Wan Ersao dressed her up in the morning, before going to bed at night, her clothes were not clean at all. Her hair was loose, her face was covered with marks left by sweat and dust, and her bangs were wet and stuck to her forehead. The Wan family was used to it.
"Sister Guihua, do you look down on Fubao? Fubao can help. If you don't believe me, just look."
Fubao got stubborn and no one could stop her. She insisted on helping. She squatted down and used a small dustpan to fill half a dustpan of potato residue and poured it into the bag. She did it in a very good manner, but only a few of the potato residue could be poured into the bag and all of it was spilled outside.
Fubao stuck out his tongue in embarrassment, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, but soon turned it into a flattering smile: "Sister Guihua, look, can I help you? I can help you hold the bag."
Guihua was still a little hesitant, "Fubao, this dress of yours was just made for you by your second aunt. It would not be good if you get it dirty."
Fubao glanced down at the new clothes on her body with a conflicted expression. Yes, these were made for her by her mother, but she looked sloppy every day. Didn’t her mother blame her?
"Sister Guifa, it's okay. Mother won't tell. I'm just helping with the work. Mother will even praise me. Let's get to work. The sun is getting higher and higher. It will be hot soon."
Finally, Guihua couldn't resist Fubao's stubbornness and just let her hold her pockets. Fubao immediately became happy and was glad to be able to help.
This drying yard is the largest one in the village. It is now used to dry potato residues. There are many children running around on the drying yard. They like to roll around in the dry residues and play hide-and-seek in the surrounding hay piles. The drying yard is the most lively place in the whole village, with the cheerful shouts of children everywhere. Wan Laoer never cares. After all, it doesn't affect anything, so he just lets the children play.
"Fubao, okay, let's go home."
After Guihua filled half of the bag with the residue, she put down the dustpan, tightened the mouth of the bag, squatted down and carried it on her back.
"Sister Guihua, is it heavy? Do you need Fubao's help? Fubao is a strong man." Little Fubao said and waved his short arms.
Guihua was amused by Fubao's cute appearance: "No need, Fubao, I can carry him. If you want to help, just take the dustpan."
Guihua felt that if she didn't let this little girl do something, she would keep chasing her around and asking if she needed help, so it would be better to let her do some work.
Sure enough, Fu Baole happily picked up the dustpan on the ground with both hands and followed Guihua happily. She told Guihua about her heroic deeds of leading the white geese to fight the bad guys last night.
The two of them were talking and the other was listening, and the atmosphere was very harmonious, but there was a discordant voice that broke the harmonious atmosphere.
"Guihua, stop."
A voice came from behind. Guihua and Xiaofubao stopped at the same time and turned to look back.
Guihua's face suddenly turned dark, and she quickly pulled Xiao Fubao back.
"Sister Fubao, let's go quickly. Don't pay attention to that person. She is a thief. We shouldn't talk to thieves."
Little Fubao was a little confused, with puzzlement in her eyes. Did she remember that she was Sister Guihua’s stepmother?
But she was very good at observing people's expressions. Seeing that Guihua was unhappy, she didn't ask anything. She moved quickly to keep up with Guihua's steps, and went straight home without looking back.
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