Su Jingyang wanted to say something else, but Su Qingyun stopped him. He grabbed the phone and glared at Su Jingyang. He said to Zhao Jingyi on the other end of the phone in a gentle tone: "Go back to eat quickly. Don't be hungry."
Zhao Jing heard Su Qingyun's voice one by one and responded obediently: "Okay, goodbye, Cousin Yun."
Su Qingyun said softly: "Goodbye."
After the call was hung up, Zhao Jing felt relieved and told the team leader to go back.
Su Jingyang, who was far away in Beijing, was in dire straits.
After Su Qingyun hung up the phone, she turned around and went to eat.
He didn't care at all about the chaos behind him.
The entire Su family was filled with Su Qingsheng's angry roar.
"You brat, stop for me. If I don't beat you until you can't get off the ground today, I won't be your father."
Others sit and watch the show, which is something they have become accustomed to.
While hiding, Su Jingyang said firmly: "Stop, you think I'm stupid, stop and get beaten."
Su Qingsheng became even more angry. He grabbed the belt in his hand and chased her while cursing: "You little bastard, don't run away. Why did I give birth to a thing like you?"
Su Jingyang replied: "Fart, I was obviously born to my beautiful and generous Sister Yue."
An Yue, who was sitting on the sofa, listened, smiled happily, nodded and praised, "I like to hear this."
Su Jingyang was a little tired from running and said: "To be honest, Sister Yue, you don't care about your husband?"
When An Yue heard this, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, and she said calmly: "You brat is waiting for me here. I don't care. You have to deal with the troubles you caused yourself."
The corner of Su Jingyang's mouth twitched, and he was not surprised. He found the right opportunity and ran upstairs.
Su Qingsheng panted tiredly and looked at her little son who had disappeared.
Cursed: "Smelly boy."
After Zhao Jing came out of the brigade headquarters, Zhao Xiaoya had already prepared the meal when she returned home.
Seeing Zhao Jing back, she said happily: "Auntie, it's time to wash your hands and eat."
Zhao Jing hummed and turned around to scoop out water and wash her hands.
When they sat down to eat, Zhao Jing asked: "How are you doing? Are you still used to it these two days?"
The two are in different classes, Zhao Jingyi is in senior primary school (that is, sixth grade), and Zhao Xiaoya is in fifth grade.
Zhao Xiaoya nodded: "Fortunately, the teacher is very good, and the classmates are also okay."
Zhao Jing was relieved as soon as she was there. He had been worried about her not adapting to it for the past few days. He felt relieved when she said this: "That's good. If you don't understand anything, just ask me."
Zhao Xiaoya nodded obediently: "Yes."
After dinner, we took a shower, washed clothes, and then went back to our rooms to do our homework.
Neither of them works now. They don't work when they are in school, but they go there when they have a break.
It doesn't really matter if Zhao Jing doesn't make it, but Zhao Xiaoya can't.
She didn't want to be a burden to Zhao Jingyi, so she went to work when she wasn't in school.
Three years have passed in a flash...
Classes have now been completely stopped, no matter where they are.
Zhao Jingyi has also grown up and has grown a lot taller. Zhao Xiaoya has also changed in the past two years, and her height has gradually increased.
Now he is a little taller than Zhao Jingyi.
But the only thing that hasn't changed is that she is still like a child in front of Zhao Jingyi.
He came back from outside with a backpack on his back and smiled mysteriously: "Auntie, look what I picked up on the mountain today."
Zhao Jing, who was drying herbs, looked up: "Did you pick up wild eggs again?"
Zhao Xiaoya smiled and shook her head: "No."
Then mysteriously he pulled out a hare from the basket.
Zhao Jingyi was a little surprised: "Did you catch him?"
Zhao Xiaoya chuckled: "Its leg was injured and it couldn't run fast. I caught it with a snap of my backpack."
Zhao Jing took a look and saw that there was indeed blood on the rabbit's legs. She smiled and said, "We have meat to eat tonight."
Zhao Xiaoya nodded and said excitedly: "I'll boil water."
After saying that, he put the rabbit back into the basket, sealed the mouth with a cloth, and walked to the kitchen.
After Zhao Jing prepared the medicinal materials in the yard, she went to the private plot behind the kitchen to pick some vegetables and brought them back and washed them.
Just as he was about to go to help, he heard a rapid knock on the door.
Zhao Jing hurriedly walked out and opened the door. It was Zhao Huaiming, the fourth brother of the heroine. She saw him sweating profusely and panting.
"What's going on?"
Zhao Huaiming gasped and swallowed and said, "Second aunt is about to give birth. I asked you to come over."
Zhao Jing was startled that it happened so fast, but she was very anxious now. She shouted to Zhao Xiaoya in the kitchen: "Xiaoya, your Aunt Jianlin is about to give birth. I'll go over first, and you can take care of it yourself first."
Zhao Xiaoya came out with a kitchen knife: "Okay."
Zhao Jing looked at Zhao Huaiming and said, "Let's go."
The two of them walked towards the village together.
It was a hot day and the sun was shining brightly. Two years ago, He Lingling got pregnant within a few months of her marriage, and later gave birth to a son. As a result, the child was born again just a few months after weaning.
Now that she is about to give birth again, the gap between the two children is only about half a year or three years. It is really no joke to have two children.
When I arrived at the hostess's house, a large family was there, and it happened to be lunch time after work.
Mrs. Jiang saw someone coming and quickly took her hand: "Auntie, you're here."
Zhao Jing heard the screams and asked, "What's going on?"
Old Mrs. Jiang pulled her to sit inside and said, "It hasn't been long since it started. There will still be a while."
Zhao Jing glanced at the absence of the eldest Zhao Changzhu, frowned and asked, "Where is the Changzhu man?"
Mrs. Jiang explained: "Dazhuo went to invite him, and he is probably on his way here."
After Zhao Changzhu, the captain's father, and Zhao Xiaoya's grandfather passed away, he was the eldest in the village.
Zhao Jing felt relieved when she heard this: "That will be done."
Zhao Leyan is the heroine. When she saw Zhao Jing coming, she hugged her small stool, placed it at Zhao Jing's feet, and sat down next to her obediently.
When Zhao Jing saw her, she smiled and reached out to touch her little head.
Seeing her granddaughter's behavior, Old Mrs. Jiang was already used to it, and said with some humor: "This little girl is the most attached to you."
Zhao Jingyi also felt that every time she came, this little girl would hold her little stool and sit next to her.
Zhao Leyan took out a piece of White Rabbit candy from her pocket and handed it to Zhao Jingyi, saying in a milky voice: "Auntie, eat the candy."
Zhao Jing smiled and said, "My aunt won't eat it, but Lebao will."
Zhao Leyan shook her head and insisted on handing it to Zhao Jing and said: "Lebao won't eat it, but Auntie will."
Those who have been with her for a generation call her great-aunt, but when it comes to her, the only word left is aunt.
No matter what Lao Zhao's family taught her, she would always call her aunt.
Even the old lady had no choice but to let her go in the end, planning to teach her when she grew older.
The older one and the younger one went back and forth, but in the end it was Zhao Jing who was defeated first.
There's nothing I can do about it, the heroine is so stubborn.
As soon as Zhao Jing took the toffee, she opened the outer wrapping paper and put it directly into Zhao Leyan's mouth.