Chapter 37: Guagua Guagua married a wife for the sake of his face...
Not long after, Liang Chunlian came back chatting and laughing with Liu Qiaoyun, followed by Liang Chunlian's youngest son Liu Weijia.
The child, who was less than five years old, had a long runny nose, and the sleeves and buttocks of his pants were shiny black.
As soon as she saw Xiang Yao, she shouted, "Sister Yaoyao, my mother said you brought a lot of food! What delicious food did you bring?"
Xiang Yao: ...
This kid is quite unassuming...
Liang Chunlian quickly grabbed Liu Weijia by the scruff of the neck and slapped him on the buttocks several times: "You naughty boy! What are you talking about! You have no manners at all! Call someone!"
Liu Weijia felt a little aggrieved after being scolded by her mother.
What's wrong? Didn't his mother say it herself? His cousin brought some food and she should come back early to eat it!
And, and he called someone!
His mother is so unreasonable!
"You were the one who said it, why are you hitting me?" Liu Weijia whimpered, covering his butt. Under his mother's glare, he didn't dare to speak loudly. He glanced at Xiang Yao shyly and muttered, "Sister Yaoyao."
Liang Chunlian was really embarrassed. She didn't expect that the private words she said to her youngest son would be shouted out in public by this silly boy. It was so embarrassing!
Before she went to look for Liu Qiaoyun, she first went to take Liu Weijia out from the crowd of children.
The boy was playing in the mud with the other kids and was making a fuss and refusing to leave. She coaxed him gently, saying that her aunt's daughter had come and brought a lot of food, and if he didn't leave, he would have nothing to eat.
What she said was half true and half false. She did bring a lot of food, but it wasn't too late to say that she wouldn't be able to eat it.
On the contrary, why did she ask Liu Weijia to go back? Wasn't it because she wanted to eat more and take more?
Once all the family members are gathered, according to Old Mrs. Huang's personality, they will have to divide the property equally, and her family will not get any extra benefits.
Everyone here is a smart person. Who can't see Liang Chunlian's little tricks?
Xiang Yao found it a little funny, but also felt that it was nothing. In a big family, everyone has some little thoughts.
It would be strange if real people did not fight or compete with each other.
She took out a bright red tomato from her pocket and handed it to Liu Weijia: "Weijia, sister will treat you to a tomato."
Looking at Liu Weijia's hands, which were covered in black and gray, she paused, took back the tomato, and added, "But you have to wash your hands before eating! Go wash your hands first, and then come to me to get it."
Her tomatoes were picked from the melon field and were very clean.
Liu Weijia's eyes were immediately attracted by the tomato that was bigger than his palm.
Is this a tomato? Are there tomatoes this big and this red?
He still remembered that a long time ago when he and his mother went to the market, an aunt stuffed a tomato into his hand.
The tomatoes were small, hard, green and red, and tasted sour. He thought all tomatoes in the world were like that!
Under Xiang Yao's smiling gaze, Liu Weijia sniffed his nose, thinking that this tomato must be different from that one, so he nodded seriously.
It’s just washing hands, he makes sure they are clean!
Liu Weijia ran happily to the well, pumped up some water with all his strength, and rubbed his black little hands until they finally turned white.
Only then did Xiang Yao hand him the tomato.
The child happily held the big tomato, leaned over and took a bite.
The rich, sweet, slightly sour taste instantly exploded in his mouth, juice overflowing and filling his mouth with fragrance. Liu Weijia raised his head, so happy that he almost wanted to spin in circles: "So sweet! So delicious!"
Xiang Yao thought with some pride, of course!
The product produced by the melon field must be a fairy product!
Seeing Xiang Yao being so kind to her youngest son, Liang Chunlian felt relieved and said quickly, "Yaoyao, go talk to your grandmother and mother first. I'll go clean up and cook. Stay home today and don't leave. Tomorrow, ask your brother Weiguo to take you home!"
After thinking for a moment, she added, "We've harvested some sweet potatoes. You can take some away with you. They're so sweet!"
Old Mrs. Huang also remembered this and nodded, saying, "Yes, the sweet potatoes we harvested are very sweet. Chunlian, give Yaoyao some more!"
Liang Chunlian smiled and said, "Mom, I won't bother. I'll definitely pick the best and the biggest ones!"
Sweet potatoes were not valuable, and during famines, everyone ate sweet potatoes for every meal and got tired of it.
No matter how much she gave away, she didn't feel any regret.
Xiang Yao saw that Liang Chunlian's words were not polite at all, and felt that this aunt-in-law was quite easy to get along with.
Although she is a little shrewd, if you give her a little benefit, she will also think about giving back, and she has her own standards in her heart.
She smiled and said, "Aunt, stop working. I'm not staying here, and I won't be serving dinner. I have to go back later."
There is no place like home. She is used to living alone and is not used to sleeping with others.
No matter how good the Liu family is, they still have to sleep in a crowded place. She would rather be a little more tired and go back to lie in her own bed.
As for the sweet potatoes, it's a matter of reciprocity. If someone is willing to give them, she can't just refuse them. Otherwise, over time, others will take them for granted.
So, even though the sweet potatoes in her own melon field were already perfect, she still accepted her relatives' kindness with peace of mind.
Liu Qiaoyun felt sorry for her: "Just squeeze in with your cousins and mom, and you can get by. Don't go back today. You have to walk until dark, and it's not safe."
She had been living quite well these days, and seeing that her sister-in-law had brought it up, she was no longer embarrassed to keep her daughter.
Xiang Yao declined politely and made an excuse: "I have an appointment with my friend to discuss something. He is waiting for me, so I can't break the appointment."
Liang Chunlian quickly pricked up her ears and said happily, "Is it the friend who collects mountain products?"
Xiang Yao nodded: "Yeah."
She had no choice but to bring up Nie Baichuan again. Well, anyway, the people in her grandmother's family would probably never have anything to do with Nie Baichuan in this life, so she could make up any excuses using him.
When Liang Chunlian heard that it was that friend, she stopped trying to persuade him. After thinking about it, she went to the kitchen and made him some brown sugar eggs.
In the middle of the trip, Liu Weijia ran out to play again. Perhaps he saw his family members and told them that his cousin Yaoyao had come.
After a while, several people from the Liu family came back one after another.
My eldest uncle Liu Dazhuang, my second aunt Zhang Xiaonian, and my cousins Liu Fei and Liu Yu who were picking firewood at the edge of the mountain behind.
Xiang Yao greeted everyone one by one, pretending to be well-behaved and accepting the gazes and conversations from all sides.
This enthusiastic scene made her, a normal person, feel a little socially anxious.
After all, the memories she had acquired from her original body were somewhat vague. One person asked her if she remembered digging loaches together when they were young, and another asked her if she remembered picking wild fruits in the mountains...
She really couldn't handle it anymore and could only respond vaguely, but she felt a little tired after going back and forth.
Especially when her second aunt heard about the collection of mountain products, she was dissatisfied with Liang Chunlian's insistence that the job was done by the couple, and she said a few sarcastic words to Liang Chunlian.
In the end, it was Old Mrs. Huang who said that if this thing really happened, the whole family would have to participate, and this stopped the invisible smoke of war.
So after sitting for a while, Xiang Yao said goodbye.
Of course, I couldn't leave immediately. The Liu family pulled me aside and talked for a while. Only then was I able to take the sweet potatoes that my aunt had stuffed into the cloth bag that originally held the watermelons. I refused my uncle's polite offer to see them off and got up to leave.
Even so, the Liu family still walked her out of the valley and onto the main road before watching her leave.
When he finally got rid of the sight behind him, Xiang Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
Well, sometimes being in too much attention isn’t a good thing. It makes you feel exhausted.
But thinking that her mother was doing well now, and that she was fatter and more cheerful than the last time she saw her, she felt a deep sense of joy flowing in her heart.
When she came to this world, she was only tied to Liu Qiaoyun. If her mother Liu Qiaoyun was doing well, she would be happy. If she was not doing well, she would have to find a way to make her life better.
After walking for a while, they came to the fork in the road again. Xiang Yao looked ahead inadvertently and saw an unexpected person.
Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she trotted over and stopped in front of the man, saying in a very cheerful tone: "Nie Baichuan, why are you still here?!"
Nie Baichuan sat on his bicycle, one foot propped up on the ground, watching her running towards him quickly. He said in a calm voice, "I have a friend here, and I came to talk to him about something."
Xiang Yao raised his head slightly and asked, "Are you done talking?"
Nie Baichuan: "Well, it's over."
Xiang Yao smiled happily: "Are you going back now?"
Nie Baichuan nodded, pushed the foot on the bicycle pedal slightly, and changed direction.
Xiang Yao climbed into the back seat and sat down without him asking.
She couldn't stop laughing, jumping for joy: "We are so destined to meet! I stayed at my grandma's house for so long, and I thought you would be home a long time ago. I didn't expect to run into you again!"
Nie Baichuan rode his bike, listening to the clear sighs from the people behind him. He curled his lips slightly and said, "Indeed."
Xiang Yao asked again: "Are you here also discussing the delivery with your friends?"
Nie Baichuan remained calm: "Yeah."
Xiang Yao: "How did the talk go?"
Nie Baichuan: "Not bad, he can provide a lot."
Xiang Yao originally wanted to take the opportunity to talk about getting work for his grandmother's family, but when he heard Nie Baichuan say that he could earn a lot, he thought about it and didn't say anything.
Nie Baichuan asked Xiang Yao: "Do you come here often?"
Xiang Yao shook her feet: "Come once or twice a month, my mother lives with my grandmother."
Nie Baichuan nodded to show that he understood.
Of course he had heard about the Xiang family's affairs, his father had told him, but at that time he just listened casually and didn't have any feelings.
The people in Xiangjiawan did not have much interaction with the father and son. This was mainly reflected in the fact that after work, basically no one would pull him and his father aside to chat.
Sometimes people would come over while they were working together, usually wanting them to help read or write letters, or do other related things.
But after all, the ingredients are there. Even if everyone doesn't care so much about the ingredients in their hearts, they still have some concerns in their behavior.
His father would sometimes listen to these gossips and talk about them while eating at home, but he rarely responded and didn't seem very interested.
His old man, Nie, would always shake his head and sigh, "I don't know who you'll be able to talk to in the future. Even if you marry a wife for the sake of face, she may not be able to keep you."
Nie Baichuan thought of Old Nie's shaking head, and pedaled the bicycle hard a few times. The bike was like an arrow shot from a string, and it drove smoothly for a long distance.
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