The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 2292 You are blind when you are an old lady

Seeing Xiaoqian suddenly, not to mention old Cui being overjoyed, even Qian Dafa, who has always been deep and deep, also showed joy, his eyes subconsciously glanced at the baggage in her hand.

It's really rare for this child to finally know how to help her natal family.

However, this is not like her temperament.

As his eyes flew across, his brain was already running fast, thinking of various possibilities.

As the saying goes, don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do, he is sure that his good girl will definitely have something to do when she comes back, otherwise she wouldn't carry such a big bag.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously straightened his back, lowered his face slightly, and put on the airs of being a family member, putting on an unfathomable air.

It's a pity that no one cooperated with him, and no one even took a look at him. Everyone in the room rushed towards Xiaoqian with bright eyes. You talked to each other, and the noise was more lively than in the market. He deliberately manipulated him The aura that came out instantly destroyed everything.

"Come on, come on, give mother the burden..."

Old Cui couldn't wait to take the bag away from Xiaoqian's hand, then he was taken aback and muttered, "Why is it so light?"

"Mom, open it and see what it is."

"Yeah, let's all follow suit."

"Brother-in-law sent you here? I'll go and have a look."

"Oh, the hairpin on my eldest sister's head is so pretty..."

"..."

After walking all the way, Xiaoqian was tired and thirsty. He felt that his throat was about to smoke, so he thought of filling two big pots of water and lying down on the kang to have a good rest.

As a result, these people knew who pestered her to ask this and that, and they didn't even pour their saliva on her.

None of them are good.

"Don't look at it, mother, pour me some water to drink first, I'm almost exhausted."

At this time, old Cui had already untied the bundle happily, and when she saw the objects inside, her bursting smile froze for an instant, and she shouted in a shrill voice, "You just use two ragged jackets to fool people ?”

"What kind of ragged jacket? This is probably a new jacket, okay? It's made of fine cotton inside and out, and the stuffing is also new cotton. It's soft and light. It's better than those rags with clumped cotton, right? "

Little Qian curled her lips, and glanced disdainfully at the old jacket that had been washed stiffly on Old Cui's body, thinking that she was really dissatisfied when she was picky about some clothes.

She didn't hide her contemptuous gaze at all, and even put on a superior posture, the disgust was almost written all over her face.

Old Cui yelled angrily, "You are wearing a brand new silk jacket yourself, and you have the nerve to say that you are blind when you give this old old jacket that you don't want to my old lady?"

How can there be such unfilial things in the world!

If it wasn't for the fact that she was still useful, Old Cui would have wanted to drive her away.

In fact, for the poor, there is nothing that is not rare, even such an old jacket is very precious.

At least everyone in the old Qian family has jackets to wear. Although the cotton inside is all black and stiff, it is still warmer than single clothes, isn't it?

There are people who have a more difficult life that day, and it is impossible for everyone to have a jacket.

It is not uncommon for several brothers to take turns wearing the same jacket.

If they can climb up to the door to be good relatives and pick up a few free jackets to wear, they can wake up laughing when they sleep.

And the fine-quality jacket brought by Xiaoqian can be called a treasure for the poor.

In the past, the old Cui family was extremely rare.

But now she obviously had too high expectations, and she thought that her daughter bought some special treasure to honor her, so when she suddenly saw that there were only two old jackets inside, she immediately exploded.

However, even if she stood on her head with fried hair, Xiao Qian didn't take it seriously, she was never afraid of her mother.

"If my mother dislikes it, then it's..."

She squinted her eyes and rolled her eyes, curled her lips and said, "Why don't you even have a kettle? Mother, ask my sister-in-law to boil water, I'm dying of thirst."

Old Cui still talked to her reluctantly, while Jiang's sister-in-law fumbled around the jacket, and none of them went to work.

Qian Dafa kept silent with a dark face.

The door curtain was raised by someone, and Qian Qijin walked in anxiously, "Where's Ye Laijin? Why doesn't he come?"

(End of this chapter)