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

By the time Gu Chunzhu returned to Xiaohe Village, the back basket had been filled, and the sun was hanging high. The frost on the vegetable leaves in the roadside fields had been sunburned.

She hurried back home, and the courtyard was no longer sitting with Sister Fu, but with a wooden wooden knife cutting off the excess branches of Su Wanqin.

“Brother Wang.” Gu Chunzhu shouted and wiped the sweat out of his forehead.

Su Wangqin stopped his work. His black eyes stared at Gu Chunzhu. His hot eyes seemed to burn her.

The eyes of the two people let Gu Chunzhu move his eyes in a hurry. In order to cover his embarrassment, he put down his back basket and walked away. “There are still a lot of firewood in the house. What are you doing cutting trees? ”

“Strike the bed.” Su Wangqin looked up, and the bright, crystalline black eyes were more dazzling than the sun hanging in the sky.

Gu Chunzhu remembered something like this. She showed Su Wangqin the meat and fish in the back basket. “Wang, you know, Xiaocheng called my mother today. Let's celebrate a good meal. ”

Speaking of this, Gu Chunzhu's eyes were all squeezed together and his heart was filled with pleasure.

“It all depends on you.” Su Wangqinton thought that Xiaocheng was a very stubborn child. Since he called his mother, he had accepted Gu Chunzhu.

He chopped off all the branches, put down the wooden knife on his hand and went to take care of the fish and meat on Chun Bamboo's hand, “The water is cold, let me wash the vegetables, you sit down for a while. ”

“Hey.” Gu Chunzhu handed the basket over and relaxed his shoulder.

While Su Wangqin was washing her vegetables, she went into the house to see the two children. Ann was sitting at the table with her little head crooked and looking at Xiaocheng.

On the table was the white paper iris bought from the town. Xiaocheng adjusted the pigment of the three colors given by Yuan Qing to a large red color in a small bowl.

He took a brush and colored the paper iris. He had a steady and focused eye at a young age. The position of the pen grip was very correct, as if he had already learned to write.

“Brother, I want it too. I want to paint too.” Ann looked at her eyes and opened her little hand.

Ann's little hand bowed and turned into a little paw to get the pen of Cheng. Cheng's eyebrows wrinkled and looked at her sister's eyes, but compromised.

He shoved the pen into Ann Ansoft's palm, carefully ordering, "Be gentle, don't break the pen, it's expensive. ”

“It's expensive, I won't break it.” Ann is like a parrot learning tongue.

She drew carefully with a pen, her little hand squeezed the brush like a chopstick, and the pen weighed a spotted dark red.

Xiaocheng's eyebrows were deep enough to kill the fly. Gu Chunzhu was worried about Ann.

“Sister, take the pen like this.” Xiaocheng came down from his position and corrected his posture with the handle to Ann. Although not quite right, it was much better than before.

After the pen fell, the paint was evenly painted. Ann smiled and couldn't see her eyes. “Hip, I painted it. ”

Gu Chunzhu really feels that Xiaocheng is a warm man. Unfortunately, he has not been with his brothers and sisters much in his previous life. He has never had such an innocent brotherly and sisterly affection. The brother of the original master is an unscrupulous bastard.

Looking at Xiaocheng's pain pen, she still had to use it for her sister. Gu Chunzhu couldn't help but say, “Ann, have you missed your mother? Come here and hug. ”

Ann actually dropped her brush and jumped at Gu Chunzhu. She hung it on Gu Chunzhu like a tree bag bear. Her little head rubbed Gu Chunzhu, screaming delicately, "Mother! ”

Gu Chunzhu looked at Xiaocheng with an anticipation and waited for him to speak.

Xiaocheng was a little embarrassed to hold the brush, but it was also as gentle as a mosquito fly humming, "Mother. ”

“Hey!” Gu Chunzhu answered loudly, eyebrows grinning tightly Ann, "you two little babies! ”

“Hee-hee, motherfucker, look at my big braid. Daddy tied it with a red rope.” Ann put it in Gu Chunzhu's arms, pointing her little finger at her whip.

“Mother, look.” Gu Chunzhu washed the hair of the two children and was just coming. When he went to town to buy vegetables, he didn't braid the children.

Watching Ann only has a little rough basically perfect braid, it's really hard to imagine that Su Wangqin can carry a wooden knife and carry a rice bag to stab out the palm.

“Beautiful, I'll let Dad do it for you later.” Gu Chunzhu took a sip on Ann's powdery cheek and tried to hide. Su Wangqin was really a very responsible man.

“Daddy's a day, Mom's a day.” Ann broke a little handkerchief.

“Well, it's up to you.” Gu Chunzhu touched Ann's little head.

After playing with her for a while, Yuan Qing sent the doll to cook in the stove room.

Su Wangqin had already cooked the brown rice in a pan, and the black fish had killed it and washed it in an open bowl. He was focusing on burning the pork hair on the elbow of the pig with straw pole.

After the burning, she scraped with a knife and got a lot of slippery. Gu Chunzhu waited for the cooked slot to grab the blade black fish. There was still a pickle gang at home that she could eat once, and she was going to make a pickle fish.

The knife was sharpened very sharply by Su Wangqin. She sliced down a large plate of fish meat and stewed the fish bones in a tile jar to make a thick fish soup.

“Brother Wang, it looks like you need to buy another large pot.” Gu Chunzhu waited for the brown rice to cook when he was done, holding onto the parchment, and said, now it's not the same home that couldn't afford an extra pot.

“Okay, I'll go to the county tomorrow to carry a pot.” Su Wangqin also placed the hairy elbow on his hand in a sip of sea bowl, scooped a spoon of water and washed his hands.

He came back to see Gu Chunzhu pour out the brown rice and turn it upside down with a bowl to keep it warm. He wiped his hands on the face towel and moved his eyebrows. "Then you're busy. I'm busy outside. I'll beat the bed out early. ”

“Okay.” Gu Chunzhu was busy making a pot. He didn't hear the urgency hidden in Su Wangqin's words.

After the pan was cooked, Gu Chunzhu put the spice down in the pan and started stewing the whole elbow, adding ice sugar. The pork elbow thus cooked was sauce-red.

Fish chips are easy to cook and she's not in a hurry, just cooking two dishes a meal is enough, too much is easy to cool.

When she stewed her elbow, she burned the fire in front of the stove. She heard someone in the yard talking to Su Wangqin, and her feet ached and she didn't go out this day.

Before long, Su Wangqin came in first. His face was gloomy. "Li was on his way. ”

Gu Chunzhu's eyebrows are locked. What's the matter?

“Chunzhu, we'll move into town after New Year's.” Su Wangqin's eyes were full of disappointment.

After Gu Chunzhu's questioning, he said what Li was saying. Li was on his way to Su's house, and found that Su Dool was not taking any medication at all. Whatever half of Gu Chunzhu's ill-treatment was a lie!

Li was teaching Su family a lesson, and asked Su Dool to explain to the villagers.

“By the way, he also asked me to apologize to you. Next time, he should find out.” His eyes sparkled. He watched Gu Chunzhu suffer, without saying that his heart was even more heartbroken. He directly put Gu Chunzhu in his arms.

His beautiful voice rang in Gu Chunzhu's ear, spraying hot air on his lips. "Just tell me something in the future. Don't carry it all yourself. I'm your husband. ”

“Okay.” Gu Chunzhu was tied tightly by him.

His arms had a tranquil pine bouquet, she almost became dependent, thinking that Chen Chong, the scum man Gu Chunzhu, had blocked her heart in a timely manner, and she disengaged from Su Wangqin's arms.

Gu Chunzhu's eyes fled and stared at his toes. He moved his lips to the next topic, “Wang, go save the money we earned. ”