"The fourth child's name is Ma Chengcheng. Let him lie less in the future!" Ma Qiuping said.
Although Huatian is young, he lies so easily that he can tell lies as if they are true. He is very capable of bluffing people.
"The fifth child is called patriotism, and the sixth child is called dedication." Ma Qiuping quickly determined the names of several children.
Hua Zhao couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the children.
Wealthy, patriotic, dedicated...
When they grow up, after the 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China is held, they will definitely lament the coincidence of fate~
Ma Qiuping just thought she liked a few children, and she was happy in her heart.
She was so happy to leave Hua's house.
Thinking about the past few days, it feels like a dream.
I don’t have to be beaten anymore, I don’t have to do heavy work anymore, the people around me are very kind, I still have money to earn, it’s really a magical life.
"Xiaohua, the chicken soup is ready, can you take a bite?" Aunt Ma pushed open the door and came in, holding two big bowls of chicken and soup in her hands.
Li Yuan is such a good person. He advanced one month's salary for them, 200 yuan, so that she could buy chicken and meat for her daughter during her confinement period.
Hua Zhao lowered her head and looked at the chicken soup in her hand. It was authentic farm-raised chicken with a thick layer of chicken fat.
Hua Zhao opened and closed his mouth, but did not advise them not to eat too much food and eat light food during confinement.
That's what blessed people pay attention to. Now that Ma Qiuping is suffering from severe malnutrition, she should eat whatever is delicious.
"This chicken soup smells really good, and my aunt's cooking is still as good as ever, but I've lost weight and been vegetarian these days," Hua Zhao said.
"You have a good figure, why should you lose weight? If you lose weight, you won't look good." Aunt Ma glanced at her and said.
Hua Zhao's figure was actually not good in her eyes. Her breasts were so big that she felt embarrassed going out.
But she, Le Doule, can't go back and has no choice.
Hua Zhao smiled and walked out: "Qiuping, let's eat and take a good rest after eating. I'll go back soon."
Aunt Ma didn't leave anyone behind, so she put down the bowl and saw off the guests.
Qiuping and Hua Zhao didn't have much in common, and it was awkward to sit together.
Aunt Ma looked at Hua Zhao next to her in a daze. She didn't know how she could have such a good relationship with Hua Zhao before. They could talk to each other about everything. The two of them got along as if they had known each other forever.
Now if she were asked to talk to Hua Zhao like before, she would be a bit incapable of doing it.
Hua Zhao turned to smile at her and asked her about her work.
Is it going well or not? Is anyone bullying her as a well-connected person?
Let’s talk about the people who work under me and what gossip there is at home...
Hua Zhao liked this rural aunt very much. It was through her that Hua Zhao gradually learned about rural life in the 1970s and gradually integrated into Kaoshan Village.
When chatting about gossip, Aunt Ma let go and found the feeling she had back then.
Hua Zhao didn't even say he was leaving, and the two just stood at the door, chatting endlessly.
The only one who came with Hua Zhao today was Xiao Shenxing. Seeing that his mother was not leaving, he was not in a hurry and ran over to bully Huaman. Oh no, he ran over to bully Ma Wenming.
Ma Wenming was raised crookedly by Hua Daniu's family. He is not afraid of anything and he will not bow to reality even now.
As soon as Xiao Shenxing provoked him, he would show his teeth and take action, which just gave him a chance to take care of him.
Hua Zhao glanced at him and saw that he was blocked in the corner by Xiao Shenxing, covering his mouth and beating him silently.
No visible scars.
The little ones are exposed to this professional skill early.
Ma Wenming couldn't shout, so he held his head and remained silent.
But Hua Zhao could see that his eyes were like those of a wolf cub.