But seeing this attitude, He Wan felt a little nervous and had to say, "Okay, you guys go ahead and do your work. We are neighbors anyway, so just ask me for help if you have any problems."
Zhou Yian was a little hesitant to believe that someone she was not very familiar with would just say that she could help with anything, because the person who was closest to her last time was Sister Sun. She asked her for help with something and then went straight to Zhou Yian for help.
He Wan didn't know what was going on in her mind. She thought that she had released the friend and was on good terms with him, so she went back in the face of this situation.
When I went back, I saw my own child still working in the yard, and I felt a little satisfied. After all, he was old enough to work at home.
She was not as gentle at home as she was outside, and urged people in a harsh voice, "Hurry up, clean the house, someone is coming over tonight."
He Sheng was not short, but had a bit of the thinness that was unique to that era. He lowered his head when he heard the words and responded in a muffled voice, and his voice did not sound like that of a teenager.
Seeing him like that, Li Wan thought of her useless husband. He promised her a good life, but unfortunately he passed away at a young age, leaving her alone. She didn't know how to live. "You useless thing, what are you thinking? If it weren't for me, would you have grown up like this? Now you ask me to do something and you don't move."
Li Wan was still concerned about the people next door. She thought that the family who came to live next door might not be Ren Xue's relatives. She hadn't seen such relatives in the past few years.
The most likely thing was still about the house, but during this period, Song Songbai had been coming in and out frequently, and it was not a small matter. At that time, someone asked Ren Xue, and when they found out it was a relative, they all nodded.
At that time, He Wan was wondering what kind of relative would come to live here like this, acting like the owner and doing this and that. It was obvious that he was really rich.
My observations over the past two days have confirmed this. I guess it's people from the factory nearby who come here to live here. Workers are rich. Isn't the old man next door also a worker? He can even send his daughter to school. I wonder how much money he left behind.
But now it seems that the newcomer is richer.
After being scolded, although He Sheng still felt some resentment in his heart, he had been used to it after so many years. He knew that if he didn't go to work, he would be scolded even more. In this scene and situation, he could only endure it.
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Zhou Yian didn't know what was going on next door, so he just hurried back to continue watching Song Songbai work, which was quite interesting.
Under the dim sunset, Song Songbai turned over the soil in the backyard. It was obvious that Ren Xue and her grandfather were not good at growing vegetables. The vegetables they planted were sparse and the soil was hard and compacted, so Song Songbai had more work to do.
After finishing the work, he started the daily necessary project again. Song Songbai read one book after another.
Although Song Songbai's voice is quite nice, it gets boring after listening to it too much.
She was on the new kang, which was quite big, and she wanted to roll around, but Song Songbai held her down to stop her.
After a while, Zhou Yian felt a little tired, so he pulled someone over and asked, "Is there anything going on at the house next door?"
I don’t know if it’s Zhou Yian’s illusion, but it doesn’t feel like an ordinary family.
Song Songbai thought about it and organized some words in his mind, "There should be some problems. We should have less contact in the future."
As for what the problem was, Song Songbai was a little hesitant to say it. It seemed a bit strange to tell his wife about such things. Song Songbai also specifically asked people about the things next door. Some old people in the village were unwilling to speak.
But Zhou Yian would never agree to let him just stop talking, so he just started to pester him.
He Wan's story is nothing unusual. After her husband passed away, she could not support herself and did some bad things in secret.
Song Songbai only said a few words, but Zhou Yian guessed it based on his rich experience, and was not particularly surprised to hear it.
In fact, when she first heard that the person next door was a widow, she didn't feel anything, but after seeing the real person today, she felt something was wrong.
There were no signs of work on his face, body or hands, and he looked very young.
It’s not that Zhou Yian wants to think too much, but that’s the fact. His family doesn’t look well off, but there are not many people who can keep their dignity in such a situation.
I just don't know how such a thing could go unreported during this period. I guess it must have some background.
Today Zhou Yian just kept chatting with people, chatting about this and that, and slowly fell asleep.
After the people fell asleep, Song Songbai carefully touched his stomach.
This guy is really something. He found someone to make some children's clothes a few days ago, and in the past few days he has received packages from Master Meng's wife in Beijing, which also contain some children's clothes. You can tell at a glance that they are Master Meng's handicrafts. It can be seen that she was too excited and started making them and sent them directly.
Now that An An has received the clothes, he no longer thinks about making clothes for the children all day long, but there is no hope for his clothes either.
He continued to touch his belly gently. If there was nothing, then there was nothing. It would save him from getting tired. He had seen An An going to bed earlier and earlier recently.
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