Nongmen shrew: Farming with cubs is spoiled by rough men

Chapter 125
Qin Zhiyi lowered her eyes, she was waiting for this sentence.

Seeing everyone chattering, she finally expressed her opinion.

"Mrs. Qin, according to your seniority, I still have to call you auntie, but since I returned to Qin's Village, some of the things you have done have become more and more chilling. Everyone has seen them."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at everyone.

The crowd of onlookers also nodded at this time.

They even remembered the fact that Qin Zhiyi was in the village before.

Back then, Qin Zhiyi and Qin Ping'an were their favorite couple.

I thought that these two could achieve a positive result no matter what, who knows that Mrs. Qin has a thousand choices, and always feels that no one is worthy of her son.

I remember when Qin Zhiyi was thirteen or fourteen years old, just because the two walked a little closer, Mrs. Qin stood directly in front of Qin Zichang's house, yelling and scolding all morning.

It was Mrs. Qin who picked up a rolling pin and drove the person away.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl also needs face. After being scolded like this, she was beaten up by her father with a stick.

The little girl who was originally bright has become a bit dull since then.

Fortunately, Qin Zhiyi is as alive as before, but Mrs. Qin is still haunted, and she is here to tell lies again.

When everyone was talking, they were already discussing the events of the year in a low voice.

Qin Zhiyi just kept silent, letting Mrs. Qin listen.

Some things are said by other people's mouths, which are more powerful than what she said.

When everyone was talking about it, Qin Zhiyi said: "Since you think that we have cheated you on this grandson, then you can take it back. Anyway, this thing is dried and eaten by yourself. It is also a dish, and it will not be a loss. If If you want to sell it, you can take it to the county seat, and the price will be the same."

When Mrs. Qin heard this, she opened her mouth.

She knows the price of bamboo shoots in the city better than anyone else, and it can be said that it is exactly the same as the price Qin Zhiyi gave.

But if she really carried it to the city by herself, not to mention wasting time, she would have to take a bullock cart back and forth.

The bullock cart took a long time to get to the town, and it took a little money to eat a bowl of rice. Even two steamed buns would cost money. After a long time, she went to the mountains to find other wild vegetables, and she might be able to sell them for some money.

It can be said that Qin Zhiyi's willingness to accept it is indeed saving time and effort, but if she is unwilling to accept it, it is really not worthwhile to go there by herself.

"No, no, I was confused and said the wrong thing just now. Ah Yi, my aunt knows you have a good heart, and it's for our own good to let the villagers break bamboo shoots and sell them. ,Okay?"

Qin Zhiyi said coldly: "No, I can't afford your things."

Mrs. Qin stared at the people around her, but no one helped her to speak.

Qin Zhiyi didn't bother to talk to her anymore, and immediately said to Aunt Guo: "Aunt Guo, you weigh all their bamboo shoots, and the money is fine, and the loss is estimated to be the last wave, give them Don't delay things after you've finished, let's get all those bamboo shoots, and I'll make them into stuffed bamboo shoots later."

"Okay, old slave is going now."

Aunt Guo was worried that the little lady was soft-hearted, but fortunately she was much more determined than she imagined.

She has long seen that Mrs. Qin is not a good person, she did not expect that her little lady suffered so many crimes before.

When she went up to collect the bamboo shoots, she deliberately bypassed Mrs. Qin, and took other people's bamboo shoots and weighed them on the scale with a smile. As long as the goods are good, she is happy.

Seeing that everyone around her was selling their things, Mrs. Qin felt helpless.

Continue to say good things to Qin Zhiyi: "Ayi, I beg you, please, please, look at your Pingan brother, who has been lying in bed for several years. I said something that should not be said. He still misses you in his heart. He is the only man in our family, he can't do anything now, and I can only exchange these things for some money, if you don't accept it, we really can't live on..."

Having said this, Mrs. Qin has already burst into tears.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like endless tears.

"Ayi, you just put away your things."

The familiar voice came to the eardrums, Qin Zhiyi turned around and saw his mother, Qin Zhuang, standing there comforting Mrs. Qin.

"Collected? It just so happens that I have enough things here, one or two thousand catties of bamboo shoots, enough for several months."

Hearing what she said, Qin Zhuang looked at Qin Zhiyi with extremely strange eyes: "Girl, how can you say that? It's not too much to charge an extra ninety catties, just treat it as helping Aunt Qin."

"Help?"

Qin Zhiyi smiled even more happily: "I really can't help, you also know that all the money belongs to Fei Chengcheng, not mine. Otherwise, when he comes back, mother will tell him again, see He won't take it."

Qin Zhuang opened his mouth, never expecting his daughter to refuse so decisively.

Suddenly she realized a problem. My daughter didn't forget or didn't remember what happened back then, but she always remembered it.

Now he doesn't even sell her face because he still hates her.

Qin Zhiyi didn't care what Qin Zhuang thought, but sat on the threshold of the yard and started peeling the bamboo shoots.

Mrs. Qin didn't expect that Qin Zhiyi didn't even sell her mother's face. After wiping away a couple of tears, she dragged Qin Xiaomei along and took the bamboo shoots home.

Seeing that the people had almost left, Qin Zhuang walked up to Qin Zhiyi and said, "Ah Yi, tell mother, do you still hate me?"

"Yes."

Qin Zhiyi still lowered her head to peel the bamboo shoots, and never looked at her mother.

"Back then, for ten taels of silver, my father wanted to marry me to an 80-year-old old man who was paralyzed after a stroke and was dying. Did you come forward to stop me?"

Qin Zhuang opened her mouth. It's not that she didn't want to stop her, but she also thought about it. After raising her daughter, she will eventually marry.

Marrying an old man is no different from marrying an ordinary person. The most important thing is that when you marry a man, at least you don't have to worry about food and drink.

"You may be thinking that it's for my own good. At least I won't have to worry about food and drink when I marry in. But an old man with hemiplegia and stroke, can he protect me? When Li Yuanwai left, they kicked me out. Don't think I don't know If it weren't for the fact that I have some money on hand, and I can manage my own family, I'm afraid you wouldn't care about me and my two children."

Her voice was calm, but her body trembled slightly when she spoke.

She knew that these were the grievances and unwillingness of the original owner, and it was the original owner's sympathy for her words.

"Ayi... Mother, mother was really confused at the time. Mother was afraid that if she stopped her, your father would beat me... Those things are over, and your father treats you well now. Really, even at home, he still treats you well every day. My daughter always talks about it, and she praises everyone..."

"Enough, stop talking."

She threw the half-peeled bamboo shoots on the ground fiercely, and said coldly: "My father treats me well now. He talks about me every day and praises everyone. Don't you know the reason? If I Coming back penniless, if I hadn’t met Mr. Fei, if Mr. Fei hadn’t fallen in love with me, what do you think my father would look like?”

(End of this chapter)