Chapter 67: I never dare to think about it in my life
Qi Bao'er kicked her feet as if she didn't care, and wanted to go down and walk.
Ye Sanni didn't give in, but carried the man and walked a few steps forward to the big horse at the front.
"You go up and sit down. Your eldest brother, second brother, and third brother are all coming to the back to follow your third uncle. The fourth, fifth and sixth brothers have just sat there."
One, two, three, he went to the back and happened to squeeze out two horses with Qi Kangfu.
This horse is the one that Qi Kang'an rides. After Qi Kang'an returned to the team, the horses have been sitting in groups of four, five, six, and three. The children are small, and they can all sit together if they squeeze together.
For the other four children, there is a cart that can fit two children, so the four of them can take a break.
Qi Baoer did not hesitate and asked Ye Sanni to put her on the ground first. Then she jumped onto the horse, then bent down and stretched out her hand towards Ye Sanni.
Lao Qi's family was already familiar with this unique way of mounting a horse. It was time for the surprise, but Ye Sanni changed her expression and waved her hands hastily.
"Mom won't sit. Mom doesn't know how to ride a horse. She feels guilty when she sits on it." Brother An helped her up and sat on it. Oops, when the horse moved, her soul almost flew away.
Qi Bao'er looked back and Ye Sanni said again: "Don't look at it, your mother, your aunt and them all don't sit down. Do you think they are all as bold and boundless as you?"
A four-year-old kid whose feet can't even reach the stirrups dares to ride a horse by himself.
What's annoying is that their feet that can hold the stirrups are not as good as the short legs in front of them. Bao'er is more stable when sitting on the horse than An Ge.
With a mother's heart, no matter how capable her daughter is, she is still worried about the little baby sitting on the horse. Ye Sanni does not dare to take a step away.
Qi Kangfu, who was leading the horse in front, turned around and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'm here to make sure Bao'er can sit on it safely."
Mrs. Tian walked up to the horse at some point. She was sewing a piece of pink brocade in her hand without raising her head: "Sanni, go and get some water for everyone. I'll keep an eye on Bao'er."
Ye Sanni: "..."
She wants to be close to her daughter, but why is it so difficult?
As soon as Ye Sanni left, Mrs. Tian immediately took the position where Ye Sanni had just been.
Before Mrs. Tian could say anything, Qi Baoer had already leaned over and handed over the oil paper package.
"Milk, I want to eat."
When Mrs. Tian took a look, she saw a familiar oil paper bag.
Bao'er found a lot of snacks, melon seeds, peanuts, candied fruits, etc. in a bedroom compartment of the Wu Mansion where the noble lady lived. There were quite a lot of them, and they were wrapped in oil paper into small bags and small bags, and then packed in small boxes.
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One look at the person who lives there seems to be a greedy person.
Mrs. Tian put the cloth and needlework in her hand into her crossbody bag, took the melon seeds and peeled them for Qi Baoer, and occasionally ate one or two herself.
"If we weren't still walking on the road and worried about soldiers catching up from behind, we would be living a life like this that I would never dare to imagine in my whole life."
When I entered Wu's house last night, I didn't have time to care about what was going on around me. I was thinking about the things that hadn't been moved out and the poor girls Anzi mentioned.
Now that I have time to walk, I look back and think: Oh well, Mrs. Tian has also been in a big house. If she were still in the village, she and the old ladies would be able to brag about it for a whole year.
There are still hundreds of kilograms of white flour piled on the cart, and more than a dozen pieces of good old cloth are piled in bundles. Bao'er also said that she still has a lot of good stuff.
As she walked, she was chewing melon seeds. She was wearing clothes worn by the wife of a foreigner. They were so comfortable and slippery to the touch that she was afraid that the calluses on her hands would scratch out the silk.
These were things she had never dared to think about.
Qi Bao'er was lying down to pick up the melon seeds, but he didn't get up, so he talked to Mrs. He Tian.
"Nai, when we get settled, Nai can have whatever she wants. Bao'er will buy everything for Nai."
Ouch, this is nothing but a dream. If you can eat whatever you want, is that still a human life?
Only gods dare to say this.
"How can milk have such a fate?" He still smiled so much that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened several times.
Qian's mother, who came to see Mrs. Tian, happened to overhear the conversation between the two. It was called envy. What will happen in the future? The most important thing is that the child has this heart, which is more valuable than anything else.
Old sister, what kind of fate is this? Son, all sons are responsible, grandsons, each grandson is more sensible than the other, the only precious granddaughter, the whole family pampers them without pampering, and now it has become their hope to survive.
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Regardless of whether Bao'er said this casually or sincerely, if it were her words, it sounded like, even if she died on the way, she would be content.
Mrs. Tian also looked at Qian's mother, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and handed them over, "My mother-in-law, come here to satisfy your craving."
Qian's mother waved her hand and said, "I was bored walking alone, so I came here to talk to my mother-in-law."
"It's just right, let's go together. We old ladies are against old ladies, and we can't talk to them young people."
Mrs. Tian had a smile on her face and was already thinking about it.
You didn't even say you wanted to chat with me along the way. My family just found a five hundred tael, so you came to chat with me.
Are you afraid that if I take out the five hundred taels and divide them, it’s just a talk?
Money is a thing, you call it a bastard, but sometimes it is really a treasure.
As for Mrs. Tian, with Qi Baoer's five hundred taels, she now feels like her back can be straightened when she stands in front of Mother Qian.
Praying for happiness is an extremely pure idea of marrying high and marrying low. Although the in-laws are not bad, the fact that the son-in-law has always been a long-term worker for his family makes Mrs. Tian feel resentful towards the old Qian family.
One end of the old Qian family.
This time when they were fleeing, Lao Qian's family had more food than Lao Qi's family. They were kind people and allowed you to take whatever food you had without hesitation. But the more things went like this, the more Mrs. Tian felt that she couldn't hold her head high in front of Old Man Qian and Mother Qian.
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Their family is not as good as Lao Qian's family, and now they owe Lao Qian's family a huge debt of gratitude.
To be honest, Mrs. Tian has never been dissatisfied with Qian Lanhua, especially after Siliang was born. The family was already very close to her, but she was thinking that the child was born prematurely at seven months, but it was obviously her own fault.
But in turn, he despised his son for being weak.
Do you think she is an old country lady and can’t tell?
On weekdays, the good ones are all taken by Liu Lang, but who is the one who makes a bitter face for Si Lang?
But Siliang didn't say anything, and her third son didn't know whether he hadn't noticed or found out and didn't care. She couldn't interfere too much in the affairs of her son's room, so she could only give subtle reminders on weekdays.
Privately, she had also thought about it, and pondered over and over again. It was probably because she lacked confidence. She was marrying at a low age, and she seemed to be doing well on the surface, so she just turned a blind eye.
It's different now. The old Qi family also has 500 taels of households in their big house, and they are so proud that the four brothers each have 100 taels. In the past, the only daughter of the old Qian family only had 50 taels when they married.
Oops, Mrs. Tian feels that she is too inflated right now, she actually dares to use the word "talent" for fifty taels of silver.
