Chuanshu became the aunt in the period essay

Chapter 47 She Will Repay Her
Zhang Wanyu watched her daughter staring at Zhao Jing, her brows and eyes became softer, and said with a smile: "It seems that Le Bao likes my aunt very much, and has been staring at my aunt."

Zhao Leyan: Ha ha... Actually not.

Zhao Jingyi: I didn't see that she liked me, but she was curious.

"Can I give her a hug?" Zhao Jingyi asked Zhang Wanyu a little embarrassed.

"Yes, why not."

Without saying a word, Zhang Wanyu carefully picked up her daughter and put her in Zhao Jingyi's arms.

As soon as Zhao Jing held a child, she knew how to hold it, but it was the first time for such a small child, so she seemed a little stiff.

Facing the heroine's eyes, Zhao Jing smiled slightly, and praised from the bottom of her heart: "These eyes are so beautiful."

Zhang Wanyu smiled softly and said: "Looks like her father. Big eyes."

Zhao Jing nodded, looked at Zhang Wanyu, and then at Zhao Leyan.

It was true that her eyes did not look like hers. After holding her for a while, she returned Zhao Leyan to Zhang Wanyu.

My hands feel stiff, and it's really tiring to hold a baby.

"There's still some malted milk at home. I'll get it for you when I go back, and give it to my baby. I don't like to drink that stuff."

Remembering that there was a little malted milk from someone else at home, she said to Zhang Wanyu.

Zhang Wanyu didn't even think about it, so she declined: "This is no good, I can't have it, you can keep it for yourself, aunt, this malted milk is so expensive, how can I ask for yours, I can't."

Zhao Jingyi also suddenly remembered that this big family doesn't have any meat or bone stew soup on weekdays. This child wants to eat, so where can I get her to eat.

"No matter how expensive it is, it's a waste if you don't eat it. Besides, I don't like to eat it. I'll save it for when it goes bad. Let's just say that."

Zhang Wanyu wanted to say something else, but Zhao Jingyi got up and walked out without giving her a chance to say it.

Zhang Wanyu looked at Zhao Jingyi, who was obviously not very old, but was so sensible, her eyes were red, and her heart ached even more when she hugged her daughter.

Although during this period of time, these children can always pick up something outside, but it is not enough at all.

Daughter wants to eat!Milk!Water is enough for a day, and it will be gone after one meal, which is not enough to eat at all.

The mother-in-law cooks some rice porridge and feeds it to the daughter with rice soup.

Zhao Leyan's heart was very complicated. Seeing that the cheap mother's eyes were red, she knew that she was thinking too much.

He hummed a few times to divert her attention.

She remembered Zhao Jingyi's affection.

When she grows up, she will repay her.

As soon as Zhao Jing came out of the house, she saw the heroine's father, uncle, and brothers coming back from work.

"Grandma, you're here." Zhao Jianshu, the heroine's father, looked at Zhao Jing and greeted cheerfully.

"Well, how is the harvest this year?" Zhao Jing nodded and asked casually.

Zhao Jianshu wiped off his sweat and said something roughly.

"It's a little better than last year, but it's only a little better. For the rest, we have to see how the grain in the field has been for a while."

"En." Zhao Jing nodded, probably knowing it in her heart.

"Auntie." Several cousins ​​of the heroine also greeted Zhao Jingyi.

The last one to come back was the daughter-in-law of the heroine's third uncle and fourth uncle. Seeing Zhao Jing with a look of fear, she greeted her and went into the kitchen to help.

At some point, Zhao Huaiyu came over with a bowl of water: "Auntie, drink water."

Zhao Jing was stunned for a moment, reached out to take it, and said with a faint smile, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, how is your grandmother?" Zhao Huaiyu took a stool and sat beside Zhao Jingyi, asking with concern.

Zhao Jingyi didn't expect him to care about her: "I'm fine now."

Zhao Huaiyu nodded, and said gently, "That's good, Grandma and Aunt should pay more attention to their health in the future."

Zhao Jing nodded in response: "Yes, yes."

in the kitchen.

The third aunt of the hostess, Zhu Yanling, was cutting vegetables when she saw a basket on the table beside her, which was not her own either.

Thinking of Zhao Jingyi outside, he guessed that it belonged to her, and looked up at the mother-in-law who was in charge of the cooking: "Mom, what's in this basket? Do you want to make it together?"

Mrs. Jiang paused her hands and nodded, "Look at what's there, take it out and set aside a piece to make."

"okay,"

Zhu Yanling quickly chopped the vegetables, wiped the water off her hands, and walked over.

Lift the cloth covering it to reveal the contents inside.

Zhu Yanling thought that her eyes were wrong, she rubbed her eyes and was stunned.

After recovering, he quickly shouted: "Mother, mother, come and see."

Mrs. Jiang had just fried the vegetables, and she was startled and frightened so much that her hands trembled, almost scalding herself.

Mrs. Jiang didn't like anything about this daughter-in-law the most, she made a fuss, and said angrily when she saw that her old problem had recurred.

"What's your name? It's called Hun'er."

Zhu Yanling shrank her neck, curled her lips a little aggrieved and said, "Mom, this basket..."

Mrs. Jiang thought she hated the lack of things in the basket, so she gave her a vicious look.

"What's wrong with the basket? Your aunt brought it. What's the problem?"

Zhu Yanling knew that her mother-in-law had misunderstood her, she was so wronged that she was about to cry, she didn't mean that: "Mom, I didn't mean that, look."

Afraid of being scolded, he walked up to her with the basket and showed her the contents.

The old lady Jiang took a look, her eyes widened and her mouth trembled.

The heroine's fourth aunt Liu Yulan pushed the fire in the stove, got up and walked over, looked at the things in the basket, and covered her mouth in shock.

After Liu Yulan was shocked, she said seriously: "Mother, why did this aunt bring these precious things? We can't have them."

Mrs. Jiang was relieved to hear her words, and took out the dishes from the inside, leaving the others untouched, and covered them with cloth.

"No one can tell about this, otherwise don't blame my old lady for tearing her mouth."

These words were obviously meant for Zhu Yanling.

Zhu Yanling looked at her mother-in-law's posture, the rice and sugar in it couldn't be moved, she felt a little unhappy, but she didn't dare to say anything.

Liu Yulan immediately nodded and assured: "Mom, I won't say it outside."

The fourth daughter-in-law, Mrs. Jiang, is quite satisfied, but the third daughter-in-law is the one she dislikes the most. Not to mention short-sightedness, she is surprised by everything.

Seeing that Zhu Yanling didn't speak, Mrs. Jiang's face fell, and she was about to reprimand her.

Zhu Yanling saw that her mother-in-law's expression was not right, so she quickly said, "Mom, I won't tell anyone, really."

Mrs. Jiang gave her a sideways look, and said flatly, "It's best, or I'll tear your mouth apart."

Zhu Yanling didn't dare to make a sound, she glanced at the basket from time to time, it was rice and sugar, her mother didn't know what she was thinking, why didn't she move.

Liu Yulan has been with her sister-in-law for seven or eight years, and it is impossible to tell what she is thinking.

Pulling her sleeves, Zhu Yanling withdrew her gaze somewhat unwillingly, took the vegetables to wash and cut.

Sitting in the main hall, listening to the adults chatting about their household affairs and the younger ones playing in the yard, Zhao Jingyi suddenly remembered that there was sugar in the basket.

Get up and go to the kitchen.

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