"If you want to go, go ahead. The village chief misinterpreted me and insulted scholars like that. I don't want to say a word to them."
Qin Mosheng held a grudge against the village chief for the derogatory words he said to him in front of the villagers, and refused to humble himself no matter what.
Since he refused, Widow Song couldn't force him, so she could only hurry on her way and make plans later.
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That night, the group camped at a place with a water source.
But the water here is not very clean. Every household scoops water into a basin and puts it aside to settle. After the water is drawn, everyone takes their dirty clothes to wash.
Grandma Zhou and Su Man also went to wash clothes, and Zhao Yuru was cooking on the side.
Zhou Anan picked up some firewood and used a flint to make a fire. Now he was not as unfamiliar as before, and he lit the fire in no time.
"Aunt, I've made a fire."
Zhou Anan's face was full of praise. Su Man smiled and touched Zhou Anan's head, "Anan is really amazing. She is much faster than Auntie in making a fire."
"Then I will help Auntie light the fire from now on~"
"Okay, thank you An An."
Grandma Zhou was also amused by Zhou Anan's cocky look, and she wrung out the clothes in her hands and placed them on the stone.
They were enjoying their family life together, while Zhou Pingping sat alone a few steps away with a sullen look on her face, looking out of place.
She hadn't eaten or drunk anything for a day and was so hungry that she almost gnawed on a tree.
After finally making it to dinner, Zhou Pingping kept swallowing her saliva as she looked at the pot of sweet potato porridge.
Grandma Zhou served porridge, one bowl for each person, but by the time it came to Zhou Pingping, it was all gone.
Zhou Pingping was so anxious that she almost cried when she saw the empty pot. She was hungry and aggrieved, sobbing, "Where's my share?"
Grandma Zhou took out the persimmons wrapped in vegetable leaves again, opened it silently and handed it to Zhou Pingping.
At this moment, the persimmons have been squeezed flat, and the soup mixed with mud is even more disgusting.
Zhou Pingping had refused to eat at noon, and now she couldn't eat at all. She cried and complained, "Grandma, how could you do this to me? I'm your granddaughter, you can't do this!"
Zhou Pingping burst into tears, and Zhou Anan felt a little sorry for her, but he understood that Grandma Zhou did this for Zhou Pingping's own good, so he endured it and turned his head away.
Zhou Pingping cried for a while, but neither her grandmother nor her brother comforted her. Her expression changed from feeling aggrieved and helpless to angry, "You are all bad people!"
Zhou Pingping said this and ran away.
"Ping Ping!"
Zhou Anan didn't call her, but asked anxiously, "Grandma, is Pingping in danger?"
Grandma Zhou was naturally worried about Zhou Pingping. She stretched her head and saw that Zhou Pingping had just run away. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, she's just being naughty."
"Oh, Pingping is really..."
“…”
After Zhou Pingping ran out, she thought her brother and grandmother would come to chase her, but in the end, there was no one there.
Zhou Pingping watched from afar as Su Man and Grandma Zhou drank porridge and talked and laughed, her eyes blazing with anger.
"Bad girl! She must have used some magic to deceive grandma and brother! Sooner or later, you'll be exposed!"
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