The village chief raised his finger and angrily scolded: "What's the matter? You think you haven't been hungry enough these days, and you still want to eat to your heart's content?
I’m going to make this clear today. As long as I’m still the village chief, you can’t do anything naughty again.
Continue to work hard tomorrow. If you don’t earn any work points and don’t have any food to eat, don’t complain in front of me.”
On the other hand, Su Qing resumed his life of going between school and home.
It’s just that He Bei and He Zhong have been particularly attentive to her recently.
Just like now, she just went back home, and He Zhong actually took the initiative to help her carry things.
This scene was accidentally seen by Luo Quanxiang, who cursed at Su Qing while working, and made no secret of her disgust for Su Qing.
Yang Xiaoya advised: "Aunt Luo, I think that since you have two sons, it's not impossible to adopt one of them to Su Qing."
"Yang Zhiqing, we have lived in the same courtyard for so long, so we must have some feelings for each other. I didn't expect you to be this kind of person." Luo Quanxiang said dissatisfiedly.
"Aunt Luo, what you said is wrong. Think about it, even if the child is adopted, you are still the child's biological mother. Even if the bones are broken, the tendons are connected. Your son will definitely be on your side.
When your son is adopted, Su Qing will definitely love him dearly. By then, all the food and drink in Su Qing's house will go into your son's pocket, which means it will go into your pocket. You won't have to work so hard in the fields anymore.
After Su Qing and the other money-losing women are married off, everything in the Su family will belong to your son, so it would be only natural for him to take you in to live with him in his old age. Don't you think this makes sense?"
It has to be said that Yang Xiaoya's words made Luo Quanxiang's heart moved.
That afternoon, Luo Quanxiang took He Zhong to Su's house.
As soon as he entered the door, he started yelling, "Su Qing, aren't you going to adopt my son? I've brought him to you. If you don't provide him with good food and drink, I won't let you go."
Su Qing: It's like a knife cutting my butt—I'm so smart! Why would anyone rush to give their child away? What's Luo Quanxiang up to?
"He Zhong, call me mother quickly. Aunt Su Qing is your mother from now on."
A crisp sound of "mother" made Su Qing stand there in a daze.
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