The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 392 Mother, did you listen to me carefully?

After hearing Guan Cuizhi's words, Ye Yuanyuan was not in a hurry to chase after He Xiner, but speeded up and ate up the sweet potatoes in his hand. Farmers are most taboo to waste food.

He Xiner stood in the yard, saw that Ye Yuanyuan didn't chase her, and didn't bother to move. She was basking in the sun and eating sweet potatoes with a smile. She swallowed the sweet potatoes in her mouth and threw the skins in the corner of the wall. Ye Yuanyuan whispered She ran over, and she heard the movement when she was almost in front of her. She was shocked by the suddenness.

"what!"

With a strange scream in a high-pitched voice, He Xiner ran around the wall with her short legs, Ye Yuanyuan followed closely behind, yelling, He Xiner was even more frightened. Shouting in shock, Guan Cuizhi stood at the door and was out of breath from laughing.

All of a sudden, the Xikua courtyard was very lively with running and shouting.

Ye Guihua stood in the front yard and looked into the west yard, curling her lips from time to time, with a look of disdain on her face, but she stared eagerly, without even blinking.

It wasn't until there was no movement over there that Ye Guihua sneered coldly and twisted her waist and entered the main room.

It was mid-afternoon, around three or four o'clock, and there was no one in the front yard. The old Yetou and his oxen went to plow the fields. Old man works.

Watching the old ox work, he felt a pain in his heart. He yelled to stop early at noon, and asked the brothers to go home. He personally took the ox to the river to feed the grass until the big yellow ox was full. , he slowly led him home for dinner.

The sun was shining at noon, and the old Yetou was reluctant to let the big yellow cattle suffer, so the father and the others lingered at home until almost three o'clock before going to the field.It's not been long now.

Little Qian's wife was instructed by old Qian to go to work, and Wang was making clothes in the west wing room, and the front yard was very quiet.

Ye Guihua entered the main room and called "Mother".

Old Qian is making new clothes, using the maroon cotton cloth that he was reluctant to use before.

The fabric He Xiner bought made Xiao Qian look ugly, and the brand-new clothes not only did not make others envious, but caused ridicule from others, and almost made old Qian feel angry~
Although she later dismantled it and remade it again, after all, she felt that her face was dull, and old Qian's heart was full of bumps. After thinking about it, she took out the maroon cloth.

snort!
The reason why I was so poor was to see her wearing new clothes, so I found faults in the eggs, just to make things difficult for her.

I still look at her as before, I am really blind, and I don’t even look at the current scenery of their home, not to mention buying big yellow cattle, just take this clothes as an example, look around the village, who can live in a few days? Do you make two new clothes in succession?
Old Qian's mind was extremely active, and he was running various ideas at a high speed, but he was cautious in the movements of his hands, for fear that if a stitch was not done well, it would be found out by others.

This time, she must do it neatly, so that those sour and poor people can't find any faults~
Old Qian's face was full of seriousness and he was making clothes stitch by stitch. When his daughter came in to call her mother, she hummed casually without raising her head.

"Mother, Yuanyuan and the girl from the Guan family are here again, making a fuss with the second girl in the west courtyard."

"Um"

"I won't talk about the girl from the Guan family. Her mother never asks her to work, but how can girl Yuanyuan come out to play every day? She doesn't have to work?"

"Um"

"Mom, are you listening to me?"

"Um"

Old Qian's mind is only on making clothes, and making clothes well, he must not make mistakes, so he doesn't have the heart to listen to Ye Guihua's nagging.

Seeing that her mother was perfunctory, Ye Guihua stomped her feet angrily, and raised her voice several times, "Mom!"

"Huh? Why are you so loud, I'm so scared that I pricked my hand!"

Old Qian was taken aback by her daughter's sudden high octave, and accidentally pricked her finger, causing her to grit her teeth in pain~
(End of this chapter)