Social Worker Temple~
Zhao Moli hid under the window, secretly watching what was happening in the house.
During the confinement period, Li Xiumei was given all the delicious food and drinks first. Even He Xi, whom she loved the most, had to wait in line at the back, hoping that she would feed He Wu until he became plump and white.
But He Wu became thinner day by day.
I thought that since He Wu ate rice soup last time, I would no longer have to worry about Li Xiumei's expression.
Unexpectedly, He Wu started to vomit and have diarrhea at night, and she was so anxious that she knocked on Uncle Zhang's door in the middle of the night.
At first she thought he had caught a cold and his stomach was cold, but gradually she realized something was wrong. As soon as she fed him rice soup, He Wu would vomit and have diarrhea.
She had no choice but to give in to Li Xiumei.
But she also noticed that Li Xiumei disliked He Wu.
Since there was no real evidence, he didn't dare to speak out.
The main reason was that he didn't dare to tell Ho Tung.
He Dong's temper is getting worse and worse. If you bother him with these things again, he will definitely get furious at home again.
"Mom, He Wu is sick." Li Xiumei shouted.
Zhao Moli quickly ran away from under the window and answered after she reached the yard, "Here they come. I don't know if they are here to report good fortune or to seek revenge. They don't eat much but poop a lot every day."
He brought hot water, wiped He Wu's butt, and then silently carried He Wu to his bed.
After spending a few days together, He Min really liked sticking to He Wu.
Look, when he saw He Wu, he grinned and grinned.
The little hands waved, wanting to touch He Wu's face.
Unexpectedly, he failed to control the strength and cut a cut on He Wu's face.
He Wu felt the pain and started crying at the top of his lungs.
Zhao Moli was scrubbing He Wu's diaper pad. When she heard the child crying, she wiped her hands on her clothes and walked into the house.
"What are you doing again? You won't let me have a break during Chinese New Year."
It was a small room with two beds squeezed in and only one aisle to walk through.
Zhao Moli ran in and hit her knee on the bed without paying attention.
Seeing that He Min's hand was still scratching He Wu's face, he slapped him angrily.
A five-finger mark suddenly appeared on He Min's arm.
The crying woke He Wen up. The three children cried together and Li Xiumei felt like her head was about to explode.
"If you cry again, don't even think about letting me feed you a drop of milk."
Zhao Moli fell silent, carried He Min on her back and held He Wu in her arms, and took them away.
The room suddenly became quiet, and Li Xiumei finally felt relieved for a while.
But I was already thinking about going back to my parents' home.
She really couldn't stand this family anymore, so she wanted to go back and borrow money to build a house.
Having suffered so much following Ho Tung, she no longer cared about whether it would be embarrassing to return to her parents' home.
Someone passing by the Social Worker Temple shook his head and said, "Fortunately, He Aiguo and his family live here, otherwise who could stand the noise every day?"
"That's right. The mountain folks who used to live next door couldn't stand it anymore and moved away. I heard they even borrowed money to build houses, just to have some peace and quiet."
"Forget it, it won't bother us."
"Zhao Moli has had it really hard. Her youngest daughter is only five or six months old, and now she has grandchildren. She's almost become a workhorse."
"Let's go, let's go, no more words."
When Zhao Moli walked out from the darkness, she was already in tears.
Ever since Su Qing left the He family, nothing has gone smoothly for the He family.
In the past, He Aiguo was at least supported by Old Lady He, and he would go out early and come back late every day to earn work points. Now, all he does all day is sleep and fight crickets with others.
A few days ago, he even took away the few dollars left at home, and I don’t know what he did with it.
Looking at the grandson in her arms, he is neither loved by his father nor by his mother. He Min is exhausted just taking care of him alone.
In a blink of an eye, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month has passed.
The villagers are about to start preparing the fields and preparing for spring plowing.
Zhao Moli went to work again carrying He Min on her back.
Li Xiumei was at home taking care of He Wu and He Wen.
Knock knock knock~ "Is anyone home?" There was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Li Xiumei shouted out the window.
"My girlfriend is Dong Ge's friend. I heard that his wife gave birth, so he asked me to come and see." Liu Zhi came in carrying a small basket.
Li Xiumei didn't think much about it. After all, He Dong had so many bad friends that she couldn't remember who they were even if she told her.
Li Xiumei's face lit up when she saw a can of malted milk and a small bag of red dates in her basket.
"Come on, what are you bringing?" He took the basket quickly without any sign of embarrassment.
Liu Zhi chuckled and thought to himself: A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin, it’s like he has never seen the world.
"Just some worthless things. I heard you gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl. What a blessing!"
Liu Zhi's words hit Li Xiumei hard. In order to include He Wu in the family tree openly, He Aiguo's family unanimously told the public that Li Xiumei had given birth to twins, a boy and a girl.
"Which one is the boy?"
Li Xiumei pointed at He Wu on the other bed.
Liu Zhi smiled on the surface, but in his heart he had already greeted Li Xiumei's ancestors.
This is what Ho Tung said, are their sons well taken care of? They are all squeezed into a corner.
She pretended to be casual and said, "You seem to love your daughter more. Look at this little girl. She is stronger than her brother."
"There's nothing we can do. We just like girls. Besides, the two kids eat the same thing, but he doesn't gain weight. It just means he's not that lucky. I'm lucky I don't think he's wasting food."
Liu Zhi gnashed her teeth. If she hadn't secretly given birth to the child, would she have to be separated from her own flesh and blood? Could Li Xiumei be so arrogant?
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