Chapter 107

Chapter 107

After putting on this silk skirt, she was afraid that the tiny bamboo thorns on the basket would catch her clothes, so Qiao Muchao no longer carried the bamboo basket on her back when going out on the street, but instead carried the basket with her fur. (This is a chapter that was deleted when it was about forty chapters old. It’s confusing. If you feel that the plot is not connected, you can skip it and go to the next chapter!)

She returned to the village with a basket and a burden on her shoulders. As soon as she turned to her yard, she heard the laughter of the children.

It turned out that the two daughters of Dongzhi's family were playing games with Yangyang and Shao Qing.

Qiao Muyao's pace suddenly became more relaxed. Previously, she felt that Jingchen was not at home and staying in the house alone was too boring and deserted.

It's different when you have a child, and you suddenly feel like you are full of fireworks.

When Qiao Muyang saw him, he immediately dropped the stick in his hand and trotted towards him, "Sister, this burden must be very heavy. Let me help you get it."

Shao Qing also ran over with his chubby short legs, following behind Qiao Muyang.

The baggage looked big, but it was actually full of clothes, and it wasn't heavy at all.

But his sensible look still made Qiao Muyao feel happy, thinking that the pain these days was indeed not in vain.

"Haha, are you feeling better? I can handle it. I don't need your help for the time being." Qiao Muyao looked at him lovingly.

"Sister, don't worry, my illness has long been cured." Qiao Muyang insisted on helping him get it, saying that he was a little man and could help adults with work.

Qiao Muyao couldn't resist him, so she had to take off the burden and hand it to him.

I thought that such a big package would be very heavy, but Qiao Muyang was dumbfounded as soon as he took it, "Sister, what's in it? Why is it so light?"

Qiao Muyao blinked her eyes and said mischievously: "Guess!"

Qiao Muyang pinched it, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Is it possible that sister is buying clothes again?"

"Yes, but this time you didn't buy it for me, but for you two little ghosts."

Qiao Muyao touched her head, "Is your uncle still at home? Where is your mother? What is she doing?"

"My mother went to work in the fields." Qiao Muyang lowered his eyes and said displeasedly: "My uncle... didn't see her in the house."

Qiao Muyao sighed, "Let's go back and try to see if the clothes I bought for you can be worn."

"Okay!" The two little guys immediately ran back.

When I returned to the house, I saw that the capable Mrs. Dongzhi had even prepared the bamboo shoots for tomorrow morning. When she came back, she quickly said that she would help make dinner.

She bought a lot of meat tonight, and Qiao Muchao didn't refuse. She sliced ​​a few ribs and prepared to stew bamboo shoots and mushroom soup.

Seeing the more than ten kilograms of meat, Mrs. Dongzhi felt troubled and said that she wanted to help her pickle it. Qiao Muyao thought so. She hadn't eaten bacon for a long time, so she wanted to smoke some meat with pine branches.

Tonight, with the help of Mrs. Dongzhi, a sumptuous dinner was quickly prepared.

Only a few children were so happy that they said they had never eaten so much meat during the Chinese New Year. Only Shaoqing said it was neither salty nor bland, saying it didn't look good.

How could such a lively scene be missing?

Qiao Muyao washed her hands and went to call her, but she said she couldn't get away because she had to cook.Qiao Muyao suddenly became unhappy and said that with so many people idle at home, why did they have to let their mother, who had returned from working in the fields, cook?
After choking a few words, she ignored it and pulled Zhang out of the door.

When Mrs. Zhang entered, Qiao Muyang was wearing new clothes, holding a spare rib and gnawing happily.

She had forgotten how long it had been since she had eaten meat, let alone ribs. Looking at Yangyang's satisfied look, Mrs. Zhang felt sad and her tears fell immediately.

"You kid, why do you have to spend so much money to buy new clothes for Yangyang?"

"There is also a fine cloth for him to change into." Qiao Muyao said with a smile: "Mom, don't just sit around and cry, sit down and eat quickly, I'm waiting for you."

As soon as Ms. Zhang sat down, Dongzhi served her a bowl of fragrant mushroom soup. Smelling the alluring aroma, Ms. Zhang's tears that she had managed to hold back fell again.

Since Liangtai left, they can no longer drink the soup at home.

After finishing the meal, Sister Dongzhi helped tidy up the kitchen, and then she took her two daughters and left gratefully.

This meal left Zhang with mixed feelings. As soon as Dongzhi's family left, she began to persuade them with sincere words.

"Mu Yao, these are pork ribs and both fat and lean meat. I'm afraid it cost a lot of money, right? Jingchen is studying and burning money. He is a college student, so he should save some money. After all, this is The bamboo shoots will be gone in another month, so we have to save our money and use it wisely."

That being said, she hasn't lost money in the past few days, and she still has to spend what should be spent.

Qiao Muchao took out the clothes he bought for her and said, "Mom, your clothes are patched and patched, and they are all out of shape. I bought two new ones for you today. Please try to see if they fit you."

"You...you bought me clothes?" Mrs. Zhang couldn't believe her ears.

After the man left, she had to take care of the baby, work in the fields, and rush back to cook for the whole family.

Although she does a lot of work, she is not in charge of the family, let alone money. Even if the harvest in the field is sold, there is no hope that a penny will fall into her hands.

As for the good food and good clothing, they don't even have a share. In recent years, their mother's food has depended entirely on her selling herbal medicine and doing some embroidery work at night.

But after all, she is just a pair of hands. She is already busy enough with work at home and outside the house. How much embroidery work can she squeeze out when her back is sore and tired at night?
If Liniang hadn't taught her the novel and unique patterns and the prices were higher than others, the children would have been half-dressed.

Therefore, they have lived a miserable life in the past few years, not to mention that even Yangyang has not worn a few new clothes.

Seeing the new clothes that Mu Yao put into her hands, Zhang's hands were trembling, and her tears fell like broken beads, "Mu Yao, did my mother's excessive words last time hurt your heart?" , are you just trying to sell your mother new clothes out of anger?"

"Look, I haven't even thought about what mother said, so why should I be angry?" Qiao Muyao coaxed her to try on the clothes.

He has been living like a zombie for these years. If Yangyang hadn't grown up yet, he would have had no hope at all in these miserable days with no end in sight.

Mrs. Zhang has not had new clothes for a long time, and this elegant floral muslin dress seems to have been custom-made for her.

Wearing brand new clothes, Ms. Zhang showed a long-lost smile. Looking at her slightly shy and happy smile, Qiao Muyao suddenly felt very happy.

Whether it’s family, friendship or love, it’s true that only the best things go in both directions.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of An Jingchen. She saw Ding Meng'er's red eyes that day, as if she had cried, and she didn't know what was going on between them.

What made her even more confused was, why did Ding Meng'er suddenly get mixed up with Jin Yuzhong?
(End of this chapter)

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