Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

Su Wangqin's eyes flashed too complicated.

Granny Su stared at Gu Chunzhu severely and scolded him. “Do you have anything to do with my mother talking? Besides, this household has to pay the honorable food, and I don't want you too much. ”

When she turned her head and looked at Su Wangqin, she smiled like a flower. She held Su Wangqin's hand and said: "Boss, you are the best of these children. The second cousin is useless, the family counts on Xiao Xiao to take the show talent, he goes to school so hard, your uncle should also send him some wild taste. ”

“Mother, I beat up two rabbits, didn't sell much money, it was cold in winter, the kids didn't have a cotton coat, can we hold it for a while, I'll definitely give it to you in three months.” Su Wangqin looked at the skinny peace and said with a red neck.

Granny Su refused to listen. She pushed Su Wangqin. Su Wangqin was a soldier. Even if he crippled his leg, the chassis was stable, but the tattoo didn't move.

Old Lady Su couldn't push him, more angry shouting: “You are a mother, and she loves you. Can your winter coat miss you? I don't care about this delicious lazy dish and two tug bottles. You give me a dozen rice. ”

“Mother -” Su Wangqin's eyes were a little red.

“Don't call me Mother. I don't care. You're starving me and your father.” Old Lady Su screamed with her voice.

Su Wangqin's eyes were even more red blood silk. His face was an embarrassment. Gu Chunzhu looked at her with his child in his arms. His eyes were extraordinarily strong. All his children were starving to death. Do they have to support their parents who are still rich?

“Okay, I'll go back to the mountains tomorrow.” Su Wangqin scolded low.

Granny Su looked even worse like a leatherball, but she pulled Su Wangqin's sleeve: “How many people died in the deep mountains, don't you have to protect these three people for white rice? They're not us...”

“Mother!” Su Wangqin raised his voice, and Lady Su's words stopped.

“Huh, whatever. Mom can't take care of you.” Old Lady Su stepped on the ground a few times. She floated a few dirts and turned her head away dissatisfied.

Old Lady Su left. Su Wangqin squatted on the ground. His eyes were even more red. Gu Chunzhu could also understand the pain in his heart. He hugged Ann and went over. “Are you okay? ”

“It's all right, I'll be in the mountains tomorrow. I won't be hungry for the three of you.” Su Wangqin sighed, reluctant to tell Gu Chunzhu more, he stood up and walked into the stove room.

Soon the chimney in the hut floated to cook the smoke.

Xiaocheng came back after playing outside. Happily, he also had a carp in his hand, not big, half palm wide.

“Dazhuang had a fishing net at home, and I helped a little, and he gave me a little fish.” Xiaocheng handed Gu Chunzhu the fish in his hand and briefly explained it.

Gu Chunzhu still felt that the child was slightly more introverted. She had nothing to say at the moment. She took the fish into the stove room. Su Wangqin asked her to look at the two children and busy herself in the stove room.

At lunch, the Su family's table was slightly better looking, with a bowl of fish soup and a small plate of salted vegetables. The staple foods were still brown rice porridge and cold potatoes.

Gu Chunzhu scooped a bowl of brown rice porridge for each child. She habitually took a cold potato and was ready to eat it, which Su Wangqin took away.

“You drink porridge.” He sipped and half of the potatoes went into his mouth, mumps drumming, "he said.

“Hey, good.” Gu Chunzhu scooped a small half bowl of brown rice porridge and ate it. Su Wangqin looked at her and scooped a shallow bowl of thin porridge. He got up to serve her some more. After being stopped by Gu Chunzhu, she waved her hand and said: “No, I can't drink it. I've had several laps of meat on my body. It's good to lose some weight. ”

Seeing what she said, Su Wangqin did not insist.

A bowl of brown rice porridge with sour salted vegetables, Gu Chunzhu also tastes good. After eating it, she picked the fish to be sent to Ann and Xiaocheng's bowl. Although the fish is small, it is also nutritious.

Looking at Ann and Xiaocheng's lean, dimpled face, Gu Chunzhu asked Su Wangqin: “Brother Wang, do you think we can grow some food in our yard? The children only eat brown rice without food and long meat. ”

Su Wangqin was stunned by Gu Chunzhu's sudden call.

He dropped the bowl in his hand and replied: "Then I'll open the yard floor in the afternoon, and you can borrow some vegetables from Sister Fu's house next door. It's best to float in the sky before it rains, so it's easy to live. ”

“Got it.” Gu Chunzhu gave off a smiling face and continued to chop fish thorns for the children.

She didn't have a hard life in her previous life. When she was a kid, she lived in the country with Grandma and Grandpa. Grandpa and Grandma went to work. She worked alone.

Later, she went back to her parents' house in the city, where she had four children, and also a family to give birth to her son. But because she stayed at Grandma and Grandpa's until she was a teenager, her relationship with her parents was not close or even bad.

High school begins with earning its own living, as do university tuition and living expenses.

After encountering Chen Chong, Chen Chong had a family worse than hers. He was also commonly known as the Phoenix Man, and the family relied on him for help. The bias toward Chunbamboo had a sympathetic effect on him.

Two people earned three houses and a BMW in a brand new metropolitan area. The bitter Gu Chunzhu they should have eaten has never disappeared, even now in the backward ancient times.

She believes that if she works hard and the family is united, she will have a good life.

After lunch, the sun grew bigger and bigger outside, and the photographs melted warmly.

Gu Chunzhu looked at the way it would not rain today and simply burned the hot water to wash the hair of the two children. As she expected, Ann's hair wash water was like that of a stinking gutter. Five basins of water were washed thoroughly. The washed water only slightly clarified this.

“Ann went to sit there, and her hair got dry before she could get up.” Gu Chunzhu moved a small pier to Ann. She sat there, her head drooling, like a sunburnt vegetable.

Solved one, Gu Chunzhu called Xiaocheng again.

Xiaocheng was a slightly older child. It was much better than Ann's tied hair. Gu Chunzhu pressed him into the basin and grabbed the grass and wood ash to wash him. Poor poor family didn't even have a soap horn. Gu Chunzhu also wrote it down in his heart. Going back to town to buy some.

“Dad, Ann's so hot, I remember.” The soft voice protested, spewing delicacies toward Su Wangqin, who had cultivated his vegetable garden in the yard.

“Be good and listen to your mother. Don't get up. Your hair's dry. Let your mother put a braid on you.” Su Wangqin stopped his hoe and turned back to reveal a row of white teeth to Ann.