"Chunhua, there are two kinds of people in this world. One is like you, who is willing to share any good things with others. Such people are open-minded and optimistic and generous.
But the other kind of people are just the opposite. They are very selfish and want to take possession of good things when they see them. They don't care whether it should belong to them or not. If they can't get it, they will find a way to take it.
Destroy it so that no one else can get it."
Ling Chunhua felt depressed and a little uncomfortable.
When the younger brother saw the goose eggs from his aunt's house, he insisted on asking for them, and his mother even helped him grab them. When he couldn't grab them, he even smashed the eggs.
My mother and brother are the kind of selfish bad people my aunt said.
How could she have such a mother and brother.
Ling Chunhua was so sad and ashamed that she could hardly lift her head.
"Auntie, if my mother is so bad, will you never like me again in the future?"
"Won't."
Yun Mo's answer obviously made Ling Chunhua overjoyed, and her tearful eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Chunhua, you are you, and others are others. As long as you can be a kind, brave and upright person like you are now, my aunt will always like you and love you."
"Spring flowers, there is an ancient poem called 'The lotus emerges from the mud but remains unstained', which means that you must stick to your own bottom line and principles in life and work, and you must know how to keep yourself clean and not join the flow of filth."
Ling Chunhua nodded as if she understood, "Aunt, I understand. I will also be a good person from now on, just like Lotus."
Yun Mo touched the other person's face happily and said, "Be good."
When Ling Chunhua came out of the main room, Ling Chuan had already bought the vegetables and was standing in front of the cabin to clean them up. When he saw her, he waved to her quickly.
After Ling Chunhua passed by, Lingchuan took her directly back into the house to talk, "Chunhua, what did auntie tell you?"
"Auntie said that lotus flowers emerge from the mud and remain unstained..."
Lingchuan felt slightly relieved after hearing what his wife said from his niece.
The daughter-in-law is also willing to teach her niece, which shows that she is not angry with her niece.
Lunch was quickly prepared, and Lingchuan came to his wife's door in an anxious mood. He was not that stupid and took his wife's angry words as the truth.
"Momo, it's time to eat, everyone is waiting for you."
After a while, the door creaked open from the inside.
Seeing her come out, Lingchuan breathed a sigh of relief without leaving any trace.
"Momo..."
He was just about to say what dishes were available for lunch today, when Yun Mo walked past him expressionlessly.
There was a hint of loneliness in Lingchuan's eyes, and he followed his wife behind him without saying a word.
In the yard, Ling Chunhua diligently helped Yun Mo scoop out the rice, then picked up the chopsticks and handed it to Yun Mo's hand.
"Aunt, let's eat."
Taking the chopsticks from her niece, Yun Mo praised, "Good boy."
Lingchuan on the side saw this scene and casually found an excuse to bring his niece into the kitchen.
"Chunhua, from now on, my uncle will be able to do things like scooping rice and holding chopsticks for aunt. You just need to take care of yourself."
Ling Chunhua nodded in understanding, "I understand, uncle."
Compared with the usual warmth and joy, the atmosphere at the dinner table today seemed depressing and dull.
Everyone could see the low pressure lingering around Yun Mo. Everyone was careful. Even Zhou Xiaowei, who usually made a loud noise while eating, chewed his food slowly and gracefully.
"Momo, eat a piece of pork ribs."
In order to please his wife, Lingchuan specially cooked sweet and sour pork ribs.
I don’t know whether it was because she was in a bad mood or for some other reason, but Yun Mo never ate the sweet and sour pork ribs. She didn’t, and no one else dared to eat either.
So much so that the meal was almost finished, and the plate of sweet and sour pork ribs was still untouched.
"Spring flowers, you eat them."
The man put the sweet and sour pork ribs in the bowl, and Yun Mo gave it to Ling Chunhua without raising an eyebrow.
Although Ling Chunhua was young, she was very observant. She looked at her uncle and then her aunt with her big eyes open. She carefully pulled the ribs aside and ate only rice and vegetarian vegetables.
Yun Mo had no appetite, so after eating less than half of the bowl, she put down her chopsticks and got up to go back to the house.
After watching Yun Mo return to the house, Ling Chunhua and Zhou Xiaowei looked at Ling Chuan at the same time.
Ling Chuan endured his depressed mood, picked up the sweet and sour pork ribs, took three or four pieces each into Ling Chunhua's and Zhou Xiaowei's bowls, and put the remaining half of the plate into the kitchen pot to warm.
If my wife is hungry in the afternoon, she can satisfy her craving.
After eating and taking a short lunch break, Lingchuan took Zhou Xiaowei out to prepare to continue his business.
In order to avoid what happened in the morning happening again, Ling Chuan specifically asked Ling Chunhua to lock the door before going out. Except for him and Ling Jiang, everyone else, including Li Li and Ling Jiale, had to ask their aunt before they could open the door.
Ling Chunhua nodded heavily.
Yun Mo actually didn't sleep the whole time. She heard Ling Chuan going out and the instructions he gave to Ling Chun Hua before going out.
It wasn't until she heard the sound of the door being closed that she lifted the quilt and got up.
Ling Chunhua was playing hopscotch alone in the yard. When she saw her coming out of the room, she immediately ran up happily.
"Auntie."
Yun Mo touched her face and said, "Chunhua, you play by yourself first. Auntie will teach you how to write later."
"Um!"
Yun Mo came to the cabin and found that the egg liquid on the walls of the cabin and the eggshells on the ground had been cleaned up.
Probably suffering the double blow of losing his "loved son" and his nameplate, Erbai squatted in front of the egg nest, his eyelids half drooped, and he didn't even react when he saw Yun Mo, his master.
Dabai was as usual, swimming alone in the pond carelessly, fluttering his wings from time to time, apparently unaffected.
"Erbai, come here."
Hearing Yun Mo's call, Er Bai reluctantly stood up, walked slowly to Yun Mo, and called out twice.
What are you doing?
Yun Mo reached out and wanted to hold Erbai into her arms, but Erbai was too heavy and it took a lot of effort to lift him up.
"Be good, don't be unhappy, I will take good care of your eggs in the future."
As if he understood her comfort, Erbai put the goose head on her shoulder and let out a low whimper in his throat.
Yunmo patiently comforted him for half an hour, and fed him some dried fish and spiritual spring water. Erbai finally regained his energy and jumped into the pond to play with Dabai.
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Time flies and it's four o'clock in the afternoon.
After running around for half an afternoon and failing to sell a single item, Lingchuan and Zhou Xiaowei sat down on the curb to rest in frustration.
"Brother Chuan, there seems to be a clothing store over there. Do you want to go and have a look?"
Lingchuan raised his eyes and looked over, his dark eyes froze when he saw the silver shop next to the clothing store.
"good."
Most businessmen in this era were engaged in small-scale business. Those who sold clothes often not only sold clothes, but also some socks, slippers and so on.
The clothing store in front of you is like this. The small store is divided into two parts. On the left is a variety of women's clothing, and on the right is a whole wall of shelves. On the shelves are hairbands, combs, lipsticks, etc.
Compact boxes, perfumes and other small commodities.