Peasant spicy daughter-in-law

Chapter 7 The Sound of Midnight

"Ah……"

Guo Wenjuan rolled her eyes at Fat Aunt, her face was full of disdain.

"You mean Shaotang's daughter-in-law, how could she be able to help with homework? If she was really educated, how could she have married that sick boy Shaotang?"

"I said, Lao Guo, don't believe me. I watched her and tutored Xiaohu. I couldn't understand Xiaohu's questions at all, but Shaotang's daughter-in-law spoke clearly and logically.

You know, my Xiaohu has a stubborn temper, just like his father, he has to argue without reason, if Shaotang's daughter-in-law can't, can she convince my Xiaohu? "

Seeing what Fat Aunt said so confidently, Guo Wenjuan was dubious, and approached Fat Aunt with a mysterious face, and looked around to make sure that no one whispered.

"His fat aunt, you don't know if it's true or not. I heard that Xiaoying was born to a man outside, so she married the third child of the Lu family. I guess she was not a serious person before.

Isn't this revealed now, otherwise how could she have such a high culture? "

"Old Guo! What nonsense are you talking about? How come you can't see others being good? If you are educated, you can't marry into our Kangqiao Village? Ruowei has been watching her every day since she married into the Lu family. learn?
Her mother-in-law is making things difficult every day. If Ruowei's behavior is not good, how can she stay in Lu's house for so long? "

Aunt Fat was a little excited when she heard this, and her tone of voice became a little more serious, as if she wanted to defend Han Ruowei.

"Think about it for yourself! With such a high level of education, with a child, she has been staying in our Kangqiao Village, either hiding somewhere else, or waiting for that wild man to pick her up."

"Old Guo, I'm not talking about you, with your mouth, you don't want to listen to the slightest trouble, and you know nonsense!"

Seeing Aunt Fat's appearance, Guo Wenjuan couldn't continue talking, she said something resentfully, then turned and left, Aunt Fat was even more angry, and directly scolded Guo Wenjuan.

"You said that Ruowei has such a high culture, why did he hide it for so long? All these years have passed, and now he has broken up with the Lu family, it seems like a different person..."

Without Guo Wenjuan, Fat Aunt stood alone, thinking non-stop.

Han Ruowei, carrying a shovel and an axe, returned to her hut and started rebuilding the hut.

First I cut some wood, then dug a few tree pits, planted the wood, and tied some branches, and sorghum stalks and corn stalks.

The thatched hut built in this way is much more spacious than the triangular hut built directly with sorghum stalks and corn stalks.

The most important thing is to use an ax to look at some branches and build a simple bed, so that Han Ruowei and Xiaoying don't have to sleep on the ground anymore.

At night, Han Ruowei and Xiaoying, who had been busy all afternoon, collapsed on the small bed exhausted before returning the shovel and axe to the fat aunt.

The simple crib was crooked, and it was a little uncomfortable to lie on. Fortunately, it was covered with a layer of corn stalks.

The dark night sky is dotted with stars, the breeze is blowing, shaking the leaves and rustling, and the sound of insects is heard from time to time.

Han Ruowei stretched in satisfaction, feeling the sound from nature to her heart's content.

"Mom, Xiaoying is very full tonight, if only she can eat this much every day from now on."

Xiaoying confides, making Han Ruowei burst out with pity and guilt again, and turns sideways, tightly hugging Xiaoying in his arms.

"Don't worry, Xiaoying, we will be full in the future, not only will we be full, but we will also be able to eat as much chicken, duck and fish as we want, and we can also live in a beautiful house..."

Holding Xiaoying in her arms, Han Ruowei kept looking forward to a bright future, every word and every sentence could not be separated from food.

Really, when people can't satisfy food and clothing, the thoughts in their hearts are much simpler.

"Whoa..."

There was a sound of corn stalks, and the drilled cross talk scared Han Ruowei, who immediately got up and huddled together.

This voice is so familiar, even after so many years, I still have lingering fears in my heart.

"Mom, don't be afraid, Xiaoying is here, no matter how big the mouse is, Xiaoying can chase away it."

"Oh! There are mice, too bad..."

Han Ruowei let out an exclamation, ignoring the fear just now, she hurriedly got up and walked towards the corner, and carried the Wowotou placed on the crock pot to the bed together with the crock pot.

He unwrapped the bundle wrapped in steamed buns, inspected it carefully, and found no sign of rats spoiling it, so he was relieved.

These buns, but for her and Xiaoying, if the rations for these two days are ruined by rats, they will starve.

"Thank goodness I didn't get bitten by a mouse..."

"Wow~"

Han Ruowei didn't finish his words, and the sound of corn stalks was heard again.

"Go away! If you dare to come, little mouse, be careful to beat you!"

Shouting in a childish voice, Xiaoying deliberately pretended to be angry and stamped her feet on the bed.

The sound outside the room was silenced under Xiaoying's scolding, and then Han Ruowei and Xiaoying lay on the bed again.

"Whoa-"

The long noise woke up Han Ruowei and her daughter who were not asleep.

It was obviously the sound of corn stalks moving, not a mouse at all.

Han Ruowei's heart tightened, fearing that someone's dog would run over, or...

Han Ruowei didn't dare to think about it, and hugged Xiaoying tightly in the darkness, holding her breath for a moment.

"Who?"

Han Ruowei plucked up his courage and shouted, the sound of corn stalks being picked stopped immediately.

Just a moment later, the voice rang out again, obviously looking for the door.

"Mom, I'm afraid!"

Xiaoying plunged into Han Ruowei's arms, covering her ears with her hands tightly, not daring to hear the terrifying voice again.

"Xiaoying is good, stay on the bed and don't move, mom is here!"

Han Ruowei whispered in Xiaoying's ear, and put Xiaoying on the bed all by herself.

On the other hand, he was barefoot, got off the bed, and groped towards the corner of the wall based on his memory.

suddenly……

Han Ruowei's fingertips touched a hard object. At this moment, she let go of her hanging heart, just holding the shovel that was left here during the day, and stood on tiptoe, looking for the direction of the sound.

"Whoa... whoa..."

The sound of corn stalks rattling continuously moved forward along the wall.

"boom!"

At the moment when the door was moved away, Han Ruowei raised the shovel and hit it firmly.

"Ugh..."

There was a muffled groan outside the door, but there was no more sound. In the dark night, there was only a sound of footsteps gradually drifting away.

Han Ruowei squatted on the ground, like a deflated ball, lost all energy in an instant, and stared blankly at the direction outside the door in the dark night.

She couldn't even imagine the expression on her face at this moment.

"Mommy mommy……"

Xiaoying cried and cried, Han Ruowei heard Xiaoying's voice, fumbled frantically, and closed the door.

Holding the shovel tightly with one hand, not daring to let go at all, sitting on the edge of the bed with the other arm around Xiaoying, slowly falling asleep.

(End of this chapter)