Chapter 168 Weird Zhou Xiaochuan

Song Qingqian felt a sour nasal cavity and hot eyes.

She suppressed the sob in her throat and spoke as calmly as possible.

"I'm fine. I just slipped and got my clothes wet, but I'm not hurt and I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

"I'm glad you're okay. Mom, I got scared and thought you broke a bone."

"That's right...you can't wear this wet clothes anymore. It will be cool under the shade of the tree."

"Who brought any more clothes? If anyone has any extra clothes, take them out and let me borrow them."

Zhao Guifen yelled like this.

Another sister-in-law immediately responded, "I, I, I brought extra clothes. Don't mind if you throw them away. Just use them as you like."

It was an old, grey dress.

When the sister-in-law took out the clothes and handed them to Song Qingqian, she felt a little embarrassed.

But for Song Qingqian, being so close to her sisters-in-law was unprecedented.

She didn't expect that everyone was willing to worry about her and help her.

Jiang Rou could feel Song Qingqian's mood changes.

And this scene is what she most wants to see.

I didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

Jiang Rou reminded Song Qingqian in a low voice beside her.

"Qingqian, this sister-in-law's surname is Qin."

"Sister Qin, thank you for your clothes. I will wash them and return them to you later."

Song Qingqian's speaking habits are not as loud as her sisters-in-law, and she still has a quiet and elegant manner.

But her tone was sincere and her eyes were gentle, and one could feel her gratitude from the bottom of her heart.

Mrs. Qin waved her hand and said nonchalantly.

"It's just an old piece of clothing, why should you return it? Go change your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold."

"Sister Guifen, I'm going to take Qingqian to change clothes. Please help me look after Xiaohua and Xiaochuan."

"Okay, don't worry, I'm watching."

That's it.

Jiang Rou took Song Qingqian and walked into the bamboo forest not far away.

The bamboo forest is dense and can completely cover up your figure.

Song Qingqian fiddled with the two pieces of clothing here and there. Jiang Rou couldn't see clearly what she was doing. In just a short while, the two pieces of clothing became one long skirt.

She put it on and then took off her wet pants.

Find a sunny spot to sunbathe.

"The sun is strong at noon, it will be done in a short while. Let's come back after we finish our meal, it will surely be done soon."

Jiang Rou was afraid that Song Qingqian would feel embarrassed, so she comforted her.

Song Qingqian's mood at this moment was no longer the embarrassment she had before, but rather more open-minded than ever before.

Her former friends were either afraid of her or wanted to curry favor with her.

What Song Qingqian heard the most in his life was sweet words.

They held her high and kept her at the top of the pyramid.

She seems to be standing tall, but actually there is nothing underneath her.

When Song Qingqian fell down, she suddenly realized that no one was willing to reach out and catch her.

But these sisters-in-law in the compound are a completely different group of people.

They will show all their likes and dislikes on their faces, and express their disgust and hatred directly.

But at the same time, worries and concerns are also expressed truthfully.

This group of the most simple women are also the most generous and honest.

Song Qingqian likes to be with them.

When the two walked out of the bamboo forest.

Jiang Rou heard Song Qingqian's voice coming from behind her.

"Arou, thank you. I know my sisters-in-law have changed their attitude towards me, and you must have played a big role in that."

Song Qingqian thanked him sincerely.

Jiang Rou did not deny it either.

She raised her lips and smiled.

"Qingqian, since you know this, don't let me down. This era may have hurt you, but it doesn't mean the future will hurt you. Look at this island. Everyone despises it for being remote and backward. But it has so many wild fruits and vegetables that can also give us a rich life. As long as we live a good life facing the sun, our future will definitely get better and better."

"You're right, it will get better and better."

Song Qingqian nodded gently, her eyes sparkling.

…

This day.

The lunch Jiang Rou prepared was rice balls.

She bought some frozen fried dough sticks from Taoduoduo Mall yesterday, and fried them briefly, easily and conveniently replicating the rice balls she had eaten in the city before.

Jiang Rou even thought that Song Qingqian might not bring any rice, so she made four rice balls.

The shiny glutinous rice, wrapped with crispy fried dough sticks in the middle and some sour and salty vegetables, is a delicious lunch.

The only thing missing is probably a sausage.

But there are still wild fruits to eat.

Rice balls paired with wild fruits also have a unique flavor.

Jiang Rou handed the rice balls to them one by one.

Zhou Xiaohua held it in her little hands, smelled the fragrance, and immediately took a big bite.

The glutinous rice is soft and the fried dough sticks are crispy, just like what they eat in the city, so delicious.

For Song Qingqian, who was born in Shanghai, it was undoubtedly a pleasure to be able to eat rice balls again.

She silently thought in her heart that she should do something to help Jiang Rou so that Jiang Rou could teach her how to make rice balls.

Zhou Xiaochuan's stomach was growling with hunger.

He held the fried dough sticks in both hands and ate them in big mouthfuls.

That’s right…

Jiang Rou ate while looking at Zhou Xiaochuan, and always felt that there was something strange about him.

She looked around carefully and noticed the boy standing upright, then she reacted.

"Xiaochuan, why are you standing there? Sit down and take a rest."

Everyone was sitting on stones or wood, except Zhou Xiaochuan who was standing.

Zhou Xiaochuan was chewing a rice ball, but when he heard Jiang Rou's words, he paused with his mouth wide open.

He was slightly stunned.

His black eyes lowered to the ground, not daring to look at Jiang Rou.

His expression was tense and stubborn.

In the end, he came up with an awkward explanation.

"I...I like standing today. I'm not tired."

Song Qingqian listened to the conversation between the mother and son and felt confused. It had been a whole morning and they had been standing like this. How could they not be tired?

She has never given birth to a child, is not a mother, and has never even been around a child of this age.

So I could only see that something was wrong, but I didn't know why.

Jiang Rou understood it after thinking about it.

She couldn't help but smile.

Then he slowly reached out his hand.

She pressed Zhou Xiaochuan's shoulders and pushed the boy next to Zhou Xiaohua.

And said softly.

"Xiaochuan, clothes are meant to be worn, and the most important thing is that you feel comfortable. Whether it's new clothes or old clothes, it's all the same. Don't worry about getting them dirty, you can just wash them if they get dirty. And we will have a second set, a third set, and many more new clothes in the future. Do you have to stand still every time you put on new clothes?"