Muttering "You're quite careless", Xihe threw his bag on the bedside table, picked up the kettle at his feet, poured a cup of cold tea, took a sip, took off his shoes, got on the bed and fell asleep.
When everyone in the yard saw the lights go out, they looked at each other, gathered together and whispered.
"Mom, whose house do you think my sister stole from?"
"Yes, yes, what did my sister steal? She wasn't discovered, right?"
The two brothers each had one mouth.
As soon as he finished speaking, his mother slapped him on the head. Mother Li said in a stern face: "What do you mean by stealing? I just said it casually and you really believed it?"
Most likely, some young man saw that the girl was pretty and gave her something.
Mother Li's eyes became sharp. Her beloved daughter must marry into the city to enjoy a good life, and she must not let those young men in the village get away with it.
The two brothers scratched their heads, looking confused: "No, it's not stealing, right?"
Mother Li suddenly felt ashamed to watch. She, Zhang He Cuihua, had been smart all her life. She married the village chief Li Guohua based on her own ability, but how come the sons she gave birth to were more stupid than the other?
Alas, fortunately Ah Hua is like her, smart and beautiful.
Thinking of her good daughter, then looking at the two guys, Mother Li slapped them again: "Tomorrow, keep an eye on them and see which young man is closest to your sister."
The two brothers were stunned for a moment.
He reacted instantly and cursed: "Fuck, which bastard is so desperate? How dare you steal my sister's attention!"
Mother Li slapped him again: "Keep your voice down, your sister just fell asleep, do you want to wake her up?"
The two brothers shrank their heads and quickly shut their mouths.
Father Li puffed on his cigarette and gave his wife an admiring look. He also felt that his daughter was probably fooled by some young man.
Mother Li instantly became like a victorious hen, raising her neck and looking very proud.
On the second day,
The fiery red sun was scorching the earth, and Xihe was awakened by the heat.
She got up and opened the door with her shoes. The air was hot and the yard was quiet. The leaves of the trees outside the wall were wilting and turning white. The others had already gone to work in the fields.
Xihe looked around and went to the kitchen vat to scoop water to wash her face.
The cool well water washed away the heat. Xihe patted her face, brushed her teeth, and then went into the kitchen and lifted the lid of the pot. Sure enough, Mother Li had left breakfast for her inside: two eggs and a bowl of rice soup.
This kind of food is really a luxury in this era.
In the whole family, only the original owner, the precious baby, enjoyed this treatment, while others could only eat it during festivals.
After finishing his meal leisurely, Xihe locked the door and went out with a sickle.
Walking all the way from the original owner's house, every door was closed.
The whole village was very quiet and everyone had gone to the fields.
When we arrived at the field, we saw lush green in the distance and everyone was working hard.
The atmosphere was very high.
Xihe stood in the field and looked around. A white figure immediately stood up, waving his arms and shouting, "Xiaohe, this~"
There are little kids all around him.
Xihe...I'm not embarrassed at all, really.
Ignoring everyone's contemptuous looks, Xihe walked over with a dull face, squatted down and helped them cut the grass.
His movements were slow, as if he had never done it before.
The children around them immediately moved a little further away from them.
His eyes became even more contemptuous.
Not only can he sleep until noon, he can't even do something as unskilled as mowing the lawn.
Oh, what a shame!
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