The question arises, why did Jiang Hehua set up a trap for Miao Dalan? The two families had never had any grudges.
That only concerns Dong Anguo.
If Wei Xingxi and Dong Anguo's baby get married, Jiang Hehua can get married to Dong Anguo.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Hehua, oh, changed to Jiang Jing, is quite mean-spirited at such a young age.
Many people glanced at Jiang Jing meaningfully before leaving.
Jiang Jing lowered her head and pulled Li Erni away without saying a word.
Wei Fusong was in a good mood as he watched the upcoming turmoil disappear. This proved that his ability and prestige were sufficient.
If you are in the mood, remind Miao Dalan, "I think the matter between your family and the Dong family should be settled as soon as possible."
Miao Dalan couldn't tell whether she was angry or sad, "That's right."
"Okay, let's go home quickly. The apricot stream is in the sun again." Wei Fusong said and turned around and left.
Miao Dalan called for Zihua to go home.
"Mother. Sister." Wei Xingyu came out from a corner. On the other side of the corner was the road to the back mountain.
Eight-year-old Wei Xingyu looked younger than her actual age. Her hair was cut short, and her clothes and trousers, which were made from the original owner's old clothes, were already too short. The legs of her trousers were hanging down, and they were covered with newly stained grass juice and mud.
Wei Xingyu and the original owner both have a pair of almond eyes, and she is looking at Yuhua with her big shining almond eyes, "Sister, are you okay?"
She carried a small basket on her back, which was filled with a basketful of grass. When she looked up at Zihua, she couldn't help but bend her back to maintain balance.
Wei Xingyu went to hunt pigweed. One day of hunting pigweed can earn three work points. Wei's house is close to the place where pigweed is harvested, so she went home after finishing the pigweeding.
Wei Xingxi was frail and could not work in the fields, even weeding pigs. He could not earn work points and often had to spend money on medicine. Money at home was very tight.
Wei Xingyu is very sensible. Taking advantage of the summer vacation, she went to pick up pigweed every day to help her family earn more work points.
Wei Xingyu looked at Zihua happily, "Sister, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Zihua looked into Wei Xingyu's pure eyes and smiled, "I don't feel uncomfortable anymore, I'm fine."
She is a cute cub. No wonder the original owner misses her so much.
Miao Dalan took a few steps over and took the basket off Wei Xingyu's body, and said distressedly, "You are such a stupid kid. You don't know how to dress up. Carrying so much weight will crush your waist."
"I'm not tired." Wei Xingyu smiled and rolled her eyes, letting Miao Dalan take off the backpack and carry it into the yard.
After they all entered the yard and closed the door, Wei Xingyu walked to the basket Miao Dalan placed under the persimmon tree, dug inside and pulled out a small handful of white grass roots.
She held the grass roots to Wei Xingxi and said, "Sister, look, I found so many sweet grass roots today, sister, you can eat them."
Saccharin is expensive, and everyone is reluctant to eat it. If it is not the New Year, you must not buy it. There is a general lack of sweetness in this era, so children look for substitutes to sweeten their mouths. Sweetgrass root is the most popular one.
Everyone likes to eat it, and whoever sees it will pull it out. If you pull out too many sweet grass roots, it will be difficult to find them.
Wei Xingyu has about a dozen of them in his hand. It is rare to find so many.
How could Zihua eat the snacks that children had finally found? She said, "I've already eaten brown sugar eggs. You can keep the sweet grass roots for yourself."
When Wei Xingyu talked about brown sugar eggs, Wei Xingyu swallowed quietly, but she didn't look unhappy at all, "Why don't we share it, sister?"
Zihua said, "Okay."
Wei Xingyu took the sweet grass roots to the kitchen and washed them.
Watching the interaction between the two sisters, Miao Dalan's nose felt sore for a while. It was a hot day and chickens didn't like to lay eggs. There were only a few eggs in the house, and they had to be left for Xing to nourish the body, not for Yu.
She loves her two children equally and wants a bowl of water to be smooth, but the older one is sick and she has no choice but to feed the younger one.
Fortunately, the little one is sensible and not only does not fight with the big one, but also takes care of the big one in every aspect.
"Sister, here you go." Wei Xingyu washed it out, divided the washed sweet grass roots into two portions, and handed the extra portion to Zihua.
Zihua took it over.
Wei Xingyu kept five sticks in her hand, took out another one and put it in Miao Dalan's mouth, "Mom, try it."
Miao Dalan shook her head and hid, "I don't like eating food from children like you."
Wei Xingyu couldn't put it in Miao Dalan's mouth, so she didn't insist and put the stick in her mouth and started chewing it.
"I'm going to cook. Xing, you go back to the house and rest. Yu, you go too."
Miao Dalan went to the kitchen.
Wei Xingyu skillfully took hold of Zihua's arm and looked up at Zihua, "Sister, go back to the house."
Zihua nodded to her, "Go back to the house."
She did not let Wei Xingyu help her.
Eight-year-old Wei Xingyu has been doing this for nearly two years. When the original owner was sick and the adults in the family couldn't take care of him, Wei Xingyu used to be the original owner's crutch to help him get in and out.
As a child, she didn't think too comprehensively. She forgot that Zihua walked in from outside the hospital just now. She didn't miss these few steps and could walk into the house by herself. She was just used to taking care of her sister.
Wei Xingyu used her best strength to help Zihua into the house. She also did not forget to hold the sweet grass root tightly in her hand to prevent the sweet grass root from falling.
After helping Zihua sit on the kang, Wei Xingyu breathed out, "Sister, you rest. I'll go help mother cook."
After that, he put a sweet grass root into his mouth and sucked it out.
The original owner is very happy to have such a family.
This is also the reason why the original owner felt relieved after his death.
Her illness was a drag on the family.
She had been ill for several years, and all the family's money was used to treat her and replenish her health. The family's financial situation changed from one of the better ones in the village to one of the poorer ones.
Wei Xingyu, who was supposed to be the most favored little girl, was ranked behind her in terms of food and clothing. She became sensible early on, and it was the older sister who should take care of her younger sister. Instead, it was her eight-year-old sister who took care of her, who was almost eighteen.
Year old sister.
She felt that the person she owed the most was her sister Wei Xingyu.
The original owner's illness was not particularly serious this time, but the original owner's desire to live was not very strong, so he died.
Sometimes a person's death and life are only a matter of one breath. If he has a strong desire to live, he can overcome it. If he is passive, he will not be able to take one breath.
The original owner is negative.
If the illness was serious, Miao Dalan would not leave the original owner alone at home and go to the educated youth center to exchange for brown sugar.
Miao Dalan brought the medicine to her before going out. The original owner said that she would drink it after it cooled down. Miao Dalan believed it and went out. As for the original owner, the original owner put the medicine in front of her and did not drink it at all. As a result, her body temperature got higher and higher, and she suddenly
He burned himself to death.
If he fainted, he would not get up and take medicine, so he died silently.
This is not the first time that the original owner has not taken medicine.
Zihua closed her eyes and started running the exercises again. The most important thing now is to take good care of her body.
Half an hour later, Wei Xingyu came in with a big bowl and said, "Sister, it's time to eat."
The original owner ate it in his room when he was in poor health.
In the past few days, meals were brought to her house when she was sick.