When Ma Xiaohong told He Xiaoman about this incident, she clapped her thighs and said indignantly: "You've done something evil. In fact, everyone knows that the money was taken away by Gouwa's uncle. But if you catch thieves and steal stolen goods, you can't get away with cheating."

Holding someone's hand, what can I do if you know?"

He Xiaoman felt panicked as he listened.

"It just happened that the second son's family took advantage and behaved well. The whole village was buzzing that Er Gou was a lone evil star who could kill his father and mother and his grandfather. If they hadn't separated early, they might have been there long ago.

The family is ruined, and since the old lady favors her eldest grandson, she would rather serve the lone star of the gods than take care of her second son. From now on, she will ask her eldest grandson to take care of her in old age. With two houses and one share of equity, they will treat themselves as if they were sprung from a lump of stone. They have no father and no mother.

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"Xiao Zhen, tell me, these are what people say and what they do?"

"The whole family is old and young, and the little dog has to drink Baijia's milk to survive. In any family, the daughter-in-law will let Ergou eat some while she is in confinement. When she is about half a year old, she will drink rice soup every day, and she is finally alive.

After we got down, the team picked up lighter jobs that could also take care of the children and gave them to Auntie Lao Shuan."

Thinking that Aunt Lao Shuan was referring to Mrs. Chen, He Xiaoman nodded: "Then it must be said that Uncle Donghai is kind-hearted."

No matter how bad a person is, they are willing to be praised by others for their kindness, not to mention that Gao Donghai is indeed a nice person. Hearing this, the smile on Ma Xiaohong's face became a little more sincere.

"You're in this position, right? You don't have much ability, but the collective and the members have brought you to this position, so we have to be worthy of being called 'Captain', right?"

"By the way, Xiao Zhen, didn't you tell me to give you some mung beans? Your uncle Donghai said that whoever turns in the mung beans will be allowed to grow the bean sprouts with them. Work points will be calculated at that time. Those who don't take the mung beans will just let it go.

My cat Dong'er, don't be jealous when the time comes and we earn more work points."

"Yeah." He Xiaoman nodded. What the couple thought was indeed quite reliable. Don't expect extra gains if you don't pay at all.

"We won't send it out now. There are most vegetables in autumn, and the bean sprouts union can't raise the price now. If we go out and sell it ourselves..."

A rough, calloused hand directly covered He Xiaoman's mouth: "I don't dare, I don't dare!"

He Xiaoman squinted his eyes and smiled: "Auntie, I know, that's what I said, so let's stand still now. You can record how many mung beans each family took. Don't use the ones that are less than ten kilograms, so as not to take them later.

People with two or three kilograms of food also come in and mix in."

After discussing with Ma Xiaohong the various regulations for the future bean sprouts, He Xiaoman came to Chen Laoshuan's house.

The house is the oldest herringbone thatched cottage. The thatch on it has turned black, and there are two areas covered with yellow mud. It seems that there is a lot of rain in the summer.

Mrs. Chen's bound feet always made her stagger when she walked. He Xiaoman looked at the old lady who came out of the house and told her with a smile to stop.

The brigade caught ten piglets today. Old Mrs. Chen and the widow of a soldier who died in the army were responsible for raising them. The work was eight centimeters per day, which was a bit dirty, but they only had to be fed three times a day. They were not tied up, and the work points were still high.

There is also a boy who is about the same size as a dog in the family of a soldier's martyr, and the two boys can get two or three work points by hunting pig grass together every day.

He Xiaoman saw that the old lady's clothes were covered with patches and patches. The legs of her trousers were so torn that they were almost the same style as Hong Qigong's. There were also two or three patches on her shoes. The little toe of one shoe was about to break through the blockade of the homespun upper and be recovered.

free.

As expected, the house was dilapidated and bare-walled, with almost no furniture. Gao Xiaohong said that the second room was taken away when the family was separated.

A piece of the kang mat was missing, the size of a washbasin, and was covered with a layer of kraft paper. However, the paper had also been worn out, and the kang soil underneath was vaguely visible.

Mrs. Chen did not dare to let He Xiaoman sit on the dark edge of the Kang, and gave up the square stool she had just sat on: "Sit, sit."

In front of the stool is an equally shabby Eight Immortals table. On the table are a pair of scissors and a piece of rags (a material used to hold shoe soles after pasting rags with paste), and a

Already mounted phyllo base.

"The daughter of the old Lin family is getting married and she begs me to make two pairs of shoes."

Seeing that He Xiaoman kept collecting a lot of things on the table, Mrs. Chen explained.

He Xiaoman thought about the shoes that Mrs. Chen had seen before, and felt sad for no reason.

Ma Xiaohong once said that Mrs. Chen was very handy and was particularly good at making shoes. She had no chickens at home, so she had eggs one or two from others who begged her to make shoes.

Making mille-feuille is a very tedious and laborious task, especially making shoe soles. You can be considered a master if you don't prick a few holes in your hands after making a pair of shoes.

But even though it was so difficult, Mrs. Chen gave He Xiaoman four of the eggs she earned from making shoes.

Liu Yun, Ye Lanzhi and Cen Junjie tried to take advantage of her more than once. They looked down on these dirty rural people in their hearts and mouths. However, they received relatively high education, were born in well-informed cities, and had good character.

But not as good as the poor village woman in front of me!

"Oh, these shoes are really well made. Can you make me a pair? I have no other skills, but I am very strong. I heard that it is most difficult to pierce the holes in the soles. I will help you pierce the holes, and you can help me make shoes."

How's it going?"

Mrs. Chen refused: "I can make shoes for you, but I don't need you to help me put the soles. This thing takes a lot of time. Look at your little hands, which are as white as green onions. They are the hands that hold the pen. If you are helping me put the soles,

If you get hurt, that would be a great sin!"

He Xiaoman didn't argue with her. He took a big awl and "puffed" it twice according to the distance between the pinholes that Mrs. Chen had put on the soles of her shoes. He raised the needle and dropped it, one by one. Mrs. Chen was confused at that time.

She grabbed He Xiaoman's green onion-like hands and looked at them repeatedly, murmuring: "This... this..."

I took a big awl and pierced the sole of the shoe. Well, it was still hard and did not turn into tofu.

There are indeed people in the village who say that the new Tao Zhiqing is so strong that he can even pull off a big piece of work, but this strength... is a little bit stronger than 100 million!

"Don't tell anyone about this. If you have any shoe soles in the future, bring them to me to pierce your eyes. It will be done in two minutes. I have no other requirements. First of all, please tell Gouwa not to stand outside my yard when you come back."

Now, it’s getting colder and colder. I’m afraid that my child will get sick from the cold. Secondly, when you have free time in the future, you can help me make two pairs of shoes. This is called mutual help.”

"Ah, ah ah." Mrs. Chen agreed while wiping the corners of her eyes.

How many pairs of shoes can a person wear in a year? What’s more, Tao Zhiqing doesn’t even have a patch on her body, and her pair of Jiefang shoes are in good shape, and they still lack shoes for her?

He Xiaoman took out everything from the basket he brought: "You are the only one who provided the materials for making my shoes, so these two pieces of fabric are reserved for you three to make clothes. You can give these twenty kilograms of mung beans to Gao Gao."

Auntie, let me trade it with you for vegetables."

She knew that Ma Xiaohong was collecting mung beans in the village and wanted to help everyone earn work points in the winter, but her family didn't have a pound of mung beans, so Mrs. Chen gave up the idea.

"Child, child..." Mrs. Chen finally broke through her guard at this moment. She grabbed He Xiaoman's hand with her rough hands and burst into tears: "I can meet you because I have accumulated great virtues in my previous life!"

Her biological son ignored her and even stole the money her eldest son paid back with his life. However, Gao Donghai and the girl in front of him had nothing to do with her, but they kept helping them behind others' backs.
Chapter completed!