Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

Liu Qingcao and Jiang Dafu sent the children to the end of the village. Chen Cuizhi was already waiting outside the yard with her thick clothes in her arms.

Seeing the two approaching, Chen Cuizhi put the clothes on Liu Qingcao.

"Girl, everything is ready as you said, should we go now?"

"Well, go now, Brother Jiang, you go back and rest first, you can't toss about your legs anymore."

Liu Qingcao sent Jiang Dafu back, and she and Chen Cuizhi took 38 children to the factory shed.

In the factory shed, Liu Qingcao sent them to the bathhouse, brought hot water, and asked them to wash themselves clean, and wash the dirty ones again.

It took dozens of pots of water to wash them out of their original flesh color. Their hair was messy, and Liu Qingcao cut most of it directly. They originally wanted to shave them, but they were afraid that they would catch a cold easily with their bare heads, so they didn't dare to shave them. .

More than 30 children worked until midnight. After their hair was dried by the fire, they dragged these children into the factory shed and slept on the Datong bunk that Chen Cuizhi had laid early.

After almost a whole night of tossing, these children started to fall asleep after falling out of bed. A few excited ones also opened their eyes and fell asleep not long after.

Liu Qingcao and Chen Cuizhi dragged their tired bodies back to the yard, after a simple wash, Liu Qingcao gave her some spirit spring water, and then they all went back to the house to rest.

In the morning of the second day, both Liu Qingcao and Chen Cuizhi slept until the sun was high, and they didn't even get up to eat breakfast. Pan Yong was hungry, so he ate two slices of bread quietly without disturbing Chen Cuizhi's sleep.

When the two woke up and went out in their clothes, it was time to make lunch.

"Girl, what do you want to eat, I'll make it."

After Chen Cuizhi washed up, she looked at Liu Qingcao who was standing at the door and asked.

Liu Qingcao touched her belly and answered.

"It's fine to get something to eat, and I will go to the factory shed later."

"Then I'll cook egg noodles, it won't take much time."

"Row."

After a simple meal, the two went to the factory shed together. On the other side of the factory shed, Wang Chunhua came to make breakfast early in the morning. Because she knew in advance that there were dozens of children, she was not too surprised. She followed Liu Qingcao's request , Cooked thick porridge, and fed these children most of them.

When Liu Kaifu and his group came to work, they were shocked when they saw dozens of children. After listening to Wang Chunhua's explanation, the dozen or so big men fell silent.

After a group of children had breakfast, Wang Chunhua drove them back into the factory shed, where crops were planted outside. She was afraid that these children would be spoiled if they were ignorant.

Inside the factory shed, beggars, big and small, were divided into two groups, both sides were at war with each other. For some reason, the initial quarrel turned into a fight with each other.

Wang Chunhua cooked lunch for dozens of people by herself, and was so busy walking around that she didn't pay attention to what happened in the factory shed.

When Liu Qingcao and the others rushed over, they opened the door and saw a mess all over the place, grain and grass scattered all over the place, most of the beggars had large and small wounds on their bodies, and the left blood clotted on the skin.

Seeing this scene, Liu Qingcao's face darkened, her eyes swept across their faces, and a strong anger rose from the bottom of her heart.

These people, because their stomachs are full, their heads are not sober!
The moment Liu Qingcao opened the door, a group of people began to feel uneasy, and now that Liu Qingcao was staring at them silently, each of them lowered their heads in guilt.

After a long time, Liu Qingcao closed her eyes, closed the door silently, and walked to Wang Chunhua's pot quietly with her hands hanging by her side.

Chen Cuizhi was cutting vegetables in her hands, and when she looked up to see Liu Qingcao's calm appearance like water, she was shocked.

What's the matter? After only a while, why did you become like a different person?
"Girl, what's the matter?"

Chen Cuizhi put down the knife in his hand, stood up, thought of something, looked at the factory shed, and frowned slightly.

Wang Chunhua didn't understand, so she turned her head to look at the two people. Seeing that their expressions were not right, she got up and asked.

Liu Qingcao took a long breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, pulled out a smile uglier than crying, and said in a deep voice.

"It's okay, let's continue to work, don't worry about it."

Liu Qingcao pulled a bench, sat on it, picked up the cabbage in the basket and washed it.

Chen Cuizhi and Wang Chunhua looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and continued to work.

In the factory shed, after the two groups of people left Liu Qingcao, they were both annoyed and regretful.

After a while, someone spoke weakly with a crying voice.

"Little brother, will we be kicked out..."

The boy in front of the little girl felt bitter, and he didn't know how to answer her.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the little girl burst into tears, her sobbing made her tremble and her breathing became short of breath.

The boy sighed, squatted down, and gently wiped the tears off her face.

"Jiu'er, don't cry."

"Little brother, I, I don't want to leave, woo woo woo..."

Jiu'er broke down in tears and looked at him with teary eyes. The boy's lips were slightly pursed and he opened his mouth, but finally he didn't say a word.

He can't answer Jiu'er now, he's not sure if they can stay anymore, not long ago, he saw the disappointment and anger in her eyes the moment she opened the door.

Although she didn't say anything, he knew that this matter would not pass so easily.

The other people in the factory shed, listening to their conversation, lowered their eyelids, and some even burst into tears, which made everyone feel very uncomfortable.

"Little brother, let's go and apologize to my sister."

Jiu'er sniffed, hiccupped, and looked up at her little brother firmly.

The boy froze for a while, then nodded with a smile.

"Well, let's apologize."

The boy took the little girl's hand, looked back at the person opposite, opened the door and walked out.

The factory shed is still more than 100 meters away from the pot and stove, but it has a wide view. You can see Liu Qingcao and others busy beside the pot and stove at a glance.

The boy looked at the three people not far away, settled his mind, and pulled Jiu'er forward together.

Liu Qingcao was facing the factory shed, and the moment the two came out, Liu Qingcao caught a glimpse of them from the corner of her eye.

When the two approached, Liu Qingcao was still busy with the matter in hand and didn't look up.

Two people and the three of them stood by, cramped and nervous.

Chen Cuizhi paused, and looked at the two with a smile on her face.

"What's the matter with you?"

Jiu'er blinked her eyes, her face turned red, she didn't know whether it was from coldness or embarrassment.

"Auntie, brother and I are here to apologize..."

Jiu'er's voice was weak, but her eyes were stubbornly looking at Liu Qingcao.

"What's the matter? Didn't everything go well last night?" Chen Cuizhi saw the two raised their heads, and then noticed the red marks on the necks of the two, and worriedly stepped forward and pulled them to have a look.

She was startled by this sight. Apart from their necks, they also had scratches all over their bodies, criss-crossing, and some of them were bleeding.

Liu Qingcao just listened silently, didn't intend to speak, and didn't cast a look.

Chen Cuizhi saw Liu Qingcao's actions, she knew Liu Qingcao well, she knew that her girl was really angry this time, she wanted to punish these children, but she didn't intend to drive them away.

She smiled, went to the tool room, brought white wine, wiped off the blood on the two children, and spoke with a smile.

"Go ahead and admit your mistake."

The two children nodded and walked slowly towards Liu Qingcao.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I shouldn't fight."

"It's my fault, I couldn't help it."

Liu Qingcao clenched her hands and sighed. Although she was still angry, she was much better.

After all, she was just a child, what was she doing to get angry with them.