Grandma Qian sat on the kang and thought for a long time.
This matter must never be exposed.
Qian Xiaoying's cruelty has been evident since she was a child.
When she was six years old, she broke her younger brother's legs. When she was seven years old, she pushed her four-year-old sister into the village stream. Everyone in the family knew that Qian Xiaoying was vicious.
But even if what happened today was true, their family would have to grit their teeth and swallow it.
There are more than ten unmarried young people in their family. If such a thing happens in the family, no one will dare to marry the girl, and no one will dare to marry the boy. The children will be discriminated against by their classmates and teachers when they go to school.
In the past, for the sake of my children's careers, and not wanting to be known as a seller of my granddaughter and affect my children's marriages, I left behind such a disaster.
If it is really because of a man who murdered her sisters, this time, no matter what, the child cannot be kept.
It was not until she heard the bustling sounds outside that Grandma Qian put the two eggs in the bowl into her pocket and left the house.
At this time, family members who were working or studying at home came back one after another.
Ma Hei's yard was lit only by a kerosene lamp. More than 30 people were resting in the yard, some talking, some washing, and some playing. Qian Nai went around to the backyard, grabbed a chicken from the chicken coop and threw it into the open space next to it. Then she looked back and saw that there was no one there. She took the eggs from her pocket and fed them to the rooster that was only three months old.
The two broken fried eggs were eaten up by the chickens. After that, the chicks leisurely dug the soil around them and ate the weeds and stones in the soil.
Qiannai waited for a while and saw that the chick was safe. She couldn't help but feel relieved and thought that Duoduo was overthinking it.
After all, she is just an eighteen-year-old girl, she shouldn't be that vicious.
However, Grandma Qian was not careless. She put the chicken in a wicker basket and carried it into the house.
"Old woman, why are you bringing the chicken into the house?"
Old man Qian, who was sitting on the edge of the kang smoking a pipe and waiting for dinner, asked when he heard the rooster crowing.
"This chicken is a little listless. It's too cold outside at night, so let it stay indoors overnight."
It's not easy to raise a chicken, and Old Man Qian understood that. He continued to smoke two puffs of his pipe in silence, "Is Duoduo awake yet? Go over and see her and talk to her. If she really doesn't want to, forget it. Then let Yingying marry him."
In the darkness, Grandma Qian rolled her eyes at him. "Duoduo agreed a long time ago. I called Jianjun back this afternoon. He said he'd come over when he's done with his work, and he'd come back with us then."
Old Man Qian was obviously a little surprised. He looked up at Grandma Qian and nodded, "Well, that's good."
Although Old Man Qian and Old Lady Qian also dote on Qian Duoduo, they value the boy in the family more.
Boys are their roots!
The reason why Qian Duoduo married the second-married woman was probably for the power of the Fu family.
As long as Qian Duoduo marries him, in addition to consolidating the status of their eldest grandson Qian Jianjun, she might also be able to help the children in the family. Best of all, she could find a job for their grandchildren in Beijing.
The reason why they were more willing to let Qian Duoduo marry was because Qian Duoduo was closer to them, more obedient, kinder and more loyal than Qian Xiaoying.
The meal will be ready soon.
Dinner was simple, just two large pots of corn porridge with corn grits and potatoes, and two plates of pickled radishes and sauerkraut from last fall on each table.
The Qian family has many strong laborers who earn work points, and they also have money, gold, and money and grain to supplement their carpentry work, but they cannot afford the large number of people who need to feed the family and go to school. There are seventeen young nephews and nieces of Qian Duoduo's generation, and the oldest is already eleven years old.
For example, her parents got married early, and her eldest brother Qian Jianjun is 32 years old this year, a full 14 years older than her.
Qian Duoduo saw this big family for the first time, and his scalp felt a little tingling.
Maybe it’s because it’s dark, my head is buzzing.
Too many!
No wonder the country has to implement family planning!
In Grandpa Qian and Grandma Qian's room, there is a table on the kang, a large table on the ground, and two large round tables in the main room.
A group of people gathered around a pot of corn porridge, it would be strange if they could eat their fill.
The corn porridge was not bad to drink, it was sweet and the potatoes inside were soft. Qian Duoduo did not act pretentiously, perhaps because his body had become accustomed to it. He drank it all in a few gulps and also ate two bites of pickled radish.
The pickled radish is crispy and not bad.
After dinner,
Everyone was tired after a day's work. Qian Duoduo's sisters-in-law packed up their things, put the table aside, and then went back to their rooms to sleep.
Qian Duoduo thought of the mall in his system and sneaked into Qian Youjin and Liu Qiaomei's house.
They had just finished their meal, so naturally they hadn't slept yet. Under the oil lamp, Liu Qiaomei had just taken out her sewing box to mend her clothes when she saw Qian Duoduo sneaking in. She angrily scolded him with a smile, "You silly girl, why are you here so late at night instead of sleeping?"
The two houses are only separated by a wall, but Qian Duoduo has not been to this house many times.
Qian Youjin said with a smile: "Girl, what's the matter?"
Qian Duoduo nodded and approached Liu Qiaomei with a smile, "Mom, my mouth feels bland. I want to eat some pickled radish. Can you get me two and cut them up?"
Qiannai handed over the kitchen affairs to Liu Qiaomei a few years ago. Only Qiannai and Liu Qiaomei had the key to the kitchen. After washing the dishes every day, Liu Qiaomei would lock the kitchen.
After all, with so many people at home, it's not uncommon for someone to sneak in and eat something when they're hungry.
Liu Qiaomei raised her eyebrows and said doubtfully, "Sour radish? It's so sour, how can it be delicious?"
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