Chapter 2 Lessons
Before I got to the hillside, I found that the bundled firewood just now was gone!
The task given to her by the original owner's sister-in-law is two bundles of firewood and two bundles of pigweed.

When she looked ahead, she saw a strong black boy carrying two bundles of firewood, one large and one small, striding forward. Although she couldn't see the face, she recognized him as Zhu Ergou, the village rascal. .

Tian Xiaoqi ran after him with short legs, stopped in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Put down my firewood!"

Zhu Ergou was taken aback for a moment, then he grinned, showing his scorched yellow teeth, and smiled nonchalantly, "Hey, little girl, which one is your firewood, do you agree?"

It's not the first time Zhu Ergou has taken her firewood. In the past, she didn't even dare to let go, but now she dares to stop him in front of him and ask him for firewood? !

Look at that little grasshopper, it can be flicked away with the movement of a finger, how dare you ask him for firewood? !

"I'll say it one last time, will you give it?"

"No, let's see what you can do?"

Tian Xiaoqi picked up a stone and hit him on the head, even if Zhu Ergou did not dodge for a while, he hit him on the forehead, only heard a 'dong' sound, and there was a visible movement with the naked eye. I got a big bag!
Zhu Ergou yelped in pain, dropped the firewood bundle and rushed towards Tian Xiaoqi, he cursed at the same time: "Look, little girl, I won't tear you apart!"

However, he couldn't even catch Xiaoqi's clothes, not only couldn't catch him, but he also fell to the ground!Knocking his mouth on the stone, his mouth was full of blood when he got up!

Not knowing where the grievance came from, he sat on the ground and burst into tears!Tears washed the dirt on his face, forming black ditches.

Tian Xiaoqi put her bundle of firewood on her back and said with a smile, "Call the wolf carefully!"

Zhu Ergou immediately stopped crying with his mouth open.He stared at Tian Xiaoqi with hatred, with a look of deep hatred, and cursed, "You wait for me, little Luo Guozi!"

Tian Xiaoqi smiled slightly, "Okay, I'll wait."

Tian Xiaoqi is not really a hunchback, but because of lack of vitamins, her back is a little hunched, and now she secretly replenishes herself every day.I believe it will be fine soon, after all, she is only 14 years old.

Walking out of the mountain road, Tianjia Village is at the foot of the mountain, and Tianjia Village is surrounded by a large piece of flat land.She walked down the ramp and passed a river beach. On the other side of the river was the road leading to Tianjia Village.

There are forty or fifty households in Tianjia Village, and most of them make a living by farming.

Some have land, some have no land, and those who have no land will do the work for the landlord's family.

Tian Xiaoqi's family owns land, about 17 or [-] mu. It is considered a middle-class family in the village, but it can't stand the import of people in recent years. The eldest brother Tian Dashun's family has four children, two boys and two girls, and the second brother Tian Ershun's family has three daughters. The third brother, Tian Sanshun, gave birth to a boy and a girl just three years after their marriage. The fourth brother, Tian Sishun, is [-] years old. Although he wanders around the town all day and doesn’t go home, he has already reached the age of marriage. Now the family conference center is for this matter. Son.

Tian Xiaoqi went up the small soil slope at the entrance of the village, crossed two streets, came to his door, and unloaded the firewood outside the wall.

At the base of the west wall, Xiangxiu from my sister-in-law's family was chatting with some women in the village about melon seeds, wearing clean and decent clothes.

Seeing her come back in tattered clothes, she glanced at her in disgust, and the Widow Zhao next to her shouted, "Little Qizi, come here!"

In the past few days, she has also roughly understood what the people in the village are like. This Widow Zhao is an eight-year-old woman. She told her that in the past, she was probably a dog who couldn't spit out ivory.

She ignored it, but heard her smile and said: "Xiu'er, is she a year older than you?"

Xiangxiu rolled her eyes, isn't this comparing a beggar to a scholar?The comparison itself is an insult!
Widow Wang got excited, "Do you think she looks like the little beggar who came to the village to beg for food the day before yesterday?"

"It really looks like it!" Several women covered their mouths and laughed.

The original owner was a timid and cowardly person. She would listen to this kind of ridicule dozens of times a day. In order to maintain her personality, she walked into the yard without saying a word.

In the yard, the mother and daughter of the second sister-in-law are weaving mats on the kang bed. Because no boy was born, they basically do all the hard work at home.

But even so, their status is higher than that of the original owner, at least they lived in a wing room and ate normal meals.

As for the original owner, because of the continuous birth of nephews and nieces, the original owner has already lived in a shed where sundries are piled up, and what he eats is leftovers.

(End of this chapter)

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