The charming girl of the farm gate of crossing

Chapter 577

So, I didn't take a bath, and put on the clothes again, but it was full of fire.

After catching Ye Feifeng, she cursed and cursed, and finally threw the dirty clothes on Ye Feifeng's head, until she couldn't wash them clean, so she had to clean her up.

The elders and the elders were all busy, Xiaoqian was hiding in the east wing and did not dare to come out, and Wang was doing needlework in the west wing.

No one knew that old Qian was going crazy at home again.

Ye Feifeng, who was in grief, was ordered around by the old Qian's couple who had just been released, and she was scolded inexplicably, and there was really no place for reasoning.

Ye Feifeng gritted her teeth in hatred.

But he didn't dare to resist at all.

Old Qian and Ye Guihua had had enough tossing around, and they both lay down in the warm bed to catch up on sleep, while Ye Feifeng was instructed to wash their dirty clothes by the river.

There is no one by the river, only her.

The north wind is howling, and the river is piercing.

Ye Feifeng's small hands were flushed red from the cold, and her little face was also livid with cold. The bone-chilling cold surrounded her tightly, and she felt like she was like an ice cube.

After washing the clothes tremblingly, Ye Feifeng walked back with one foot deep and one foot shallow, holding the heavy wooden basin.

With a somewhat immature face, gloomy, he cursed the old Qian and his wife in his heart as he walked, wishing he could swallow the two of them alive to relieve the hatred in his heart.

When the vegetable seedlings grow, there is no need to water them every day, but the temperature must be controlled.

He Xiner soaked in the vegetable garden in the morning, cleaned up the soaked soybeans, and then helped to add firewood and look at the brazier.

In the afternoon, her father said nothing about her and told her to play by herself.

So, He Xiner really went to play.

She asked Yuanyuan to go to Cuizhi's house to play for a whole afternoon. Cuizhi made tea and took dried fruits and pastries, and greeted the two enthusiastically.

The three of them ate, drank, talked and laughed happily.

No, seeing that it was getting late, He Xiner and Yuanyuan bid farewell and went home together, and they also broke up when they reached the North and South Streets.

He Xiner turned into her own alley by herself, and walked leisurely.

At the east end of the alley, Ye Feifeng was struggling to walk back with a big wooden basin shivering from the cold, when he saw the leisurely He Xiner from a long distance away, his eyes immediately turned red.

The dead girl doesn't have to do a little work, and she goes around in bright clothes every day. She really lives more comfortably than the lady of the landlord's house.

Why!
Before it snowed heavily, and in the village again, He Xiner didn't wear a cloak, so she always felt that there was no need to be so exaggerated.

However, the clothes on her are quite eye-catching in the whole Ye family village.

A pink cross-neck jacket, navy blue and nude long skirt, the skirt is embroidered with a circle of small and delicate peach blossoms, the flowers are faintly visible when walking, pretty and lively.

The two were far away, Ye Feifeng couldn't see if He Xiner was wearing makeup or what hair accessories she was wearing.

But she just knew that the dead girl must be smearing her eyebrows and dressing up like a vixen.

Pooh!
Shameless!

Ye Feifeng filled her stomach with sour water, almost drowning herself.

Jiang Jiang cursed the old Qian's wife angrily, but now he pointed all the blame at He Xiner.

It's not because of the dead girl that she is living so hard now!
It's this dead girl who lulled his master into his heart with sweet words, and let her be lazy and slippery every day, not doing any work. Her grandma couldn't persuade her father to go, so she handed over all the work to her.

It wasn't like this before, how good it was back then, all the work in the house was done by the second wife, she and her mother, who saw nothing but eating and sleeping, life was not to mention moist.

Since when has all this changed?
Ye Feifeng was in a daze.

But no matter what, it's all the fault of the dead girl.

Her mother couldn't even give birth to a son, so the two of them should be the ones who were tortured by the old godmother!
A dead girl should be insulted by her grandma every day and tortured by her aunt every day.

(End of this chapter)