"Fuck, what are you doing with these?" Qi Xiao ran over quickly. Could it be that she wanted to imitate his mother and smash things? "Fuck, you can't smash things randomly.
Ah, if it is gone, what will we eat?"
Mrs. Huang rolled her eyes at him and put away the bowls.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I smash things? That's something only your mother would do."
Qi Xiao was choked and couldn't refute a word.
"Then what are you doing with the bowl?" he asked again.
Huang's bowls were wrapped in a bag, "I'm going to deliver them to my second sister-in-law's house. Your mother has smashed them all. What do they want to eat with? Even if they want to buy, wheat is drying all over the ground now.
How can they have time? Anyway, we have a lot of people in our family, so it won’t affect anything if we give them to my eldest brother.”
When Qi Xiao heard this, he kept checking, "Yes, I want to send it, I want to send it."
Mrs. Huang went out with a few bowls. She stood at the door and looked at the three big rooms of the boss's family. She couldn't help but curled her lips again. People are doing it and God is watching. It is impossible for people to have a smooth life.
, be careful where to nail it to the iron plate.
And she didn't expect that just over ten years later, her words would come true, and just because of these few bowls, she would be grateful dozens or hundreds of times. As for other people, even if
Even if you ask for help, they may not pay attention to you.
She sent the bowl to Qi Zhong's house. Mrs. Gu was cooking. The children were sitting together obediently. The youngest Qi You'er was also sitting by herself. She played with the eldest sister's little finger and kept touching Qi Dong.
With my little hands, I can even feel the calluses on these little hands.
It's so pitiful, it's all branded.
When she saw Mrs. Huang coming over, Qi Donger stood up and said, "Third Aunt," she said obediently.
Huang rubbed Qi Donger's hair and said, "You're so good. Where is your mother?"
"Mom is inside," Qi Dong'er pointed to the kitchen, and then held a sister with one hand to prevent them from running around. Qi Zuo'er pouted, showing that she was angry. She wanted to go out to play, but her sister wouldn't let them.
, she was almost suffocated to death, she now had a long face and looked unhappy.
Mrs. Huang picked up the bowl and then walked to the kitchen. She stood at the door of the kitchen and saw Mrs. Huang cooking rice in a broken pot. Fortunately, only the side of the pot was smashed. It would have been broken to the bottom of the pot.
, otherwise you won’t even be able to cook.
"Hey, sister-in-law, why are you here?" Gu turned around and happened to see Huang standing behind her. She quickly wiped her hands on her body and walked over.
Mrs. Huang put down the baggage, "It's nothing, I just have a lot of bowls at home. I came here to give you some. They were wasted by leaving them at my place." She said and opened the bag. There were several bowls inside, and
plate.
Mrs. Huang is really a very smart person. She kept silent about Old Mrs. Qi's affairs. On the one hand, she didn't want to cause trouble for herself and didn't want people to think of her as a talkative woman. On the other hand, she also gave Mrs. Gu
He Qizhong saved face. After all, being beaten is definitely not a glorious thing.
"What's so embarrassing about this?" Mrs. Gu looked at the bowls and really didn't know what to say. Her family really didn't have any bowls to eat with now, and the only ones she could use were the broken ones, so she was going to make do with it.
After all the wheat is sold, I will buy some new ones.
"What are you sorry about? We are not outsiders," Huang said without any explanation, she had already put the bowl away, and then walked to the pot. Alas, it was gruel again, and it was sweet potato. It was a life like this, but she didn't talk too much.