shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Chapter 202: It’s good when it’s good, but it’s bad when it’s good

Although no one is hungry in today's era, every family is not rich. With the first sound of cannon in the morning, the New Year has arrived.

Jiang Zhimiao put on new clothes early in the morning. After washing, she picked off the dried meat on the eaves with a glowing face.

The New Year is here, and the sound of children playing can be heard outside the house early in the morning. Mingzhu was so happy that she took Minghuai's hand and wanted to go out.

"Mingzhu, Minghuai, are you up? Let's go play with firecrackers together. My mother bought me some firecrackers and some food. Come on."

"It's coming, it's coming, wait for me, I'm going out." Mingzhu hurried to open the door.

Outside the door, a tiger-headed boy was peering into the courtyard. A girl wearing a bright red coat came into view. He was overjoyed and exclaimed with a smile.

"Mingzhu, Minghuai, you are finally here. Everyone has been waiting for a long time." Goudan shrugged his nose and said with a naive smile.

Jiang Zhimiao smiled and glanced outside the courtyard. There were a group of children, big and small, dressed in festive clothes. Just looking at them made people happy.

"Minghuai, wait a minute, you can take this food and share it with your friends." After stopping the two of them, Jiang Zhimiao hurriedly took out three bulging satchels from the house.

The capacity of ordinary purses is too small. This satchel is an improved version of the crossbody bag she made based on the messenger bag. It uses the cloth head given by the owner of the embroidery shop. It is very cost-effective.

Most villagers wear dark colors, so most of the cloths given by the embroidery shop owners were indigo and dark blue, making the bags inconspicuous, but they are also unique in Tianshui Village.

"Thank you, sister." Mingzhu Minghuai's eyes lit up, and she accepted the cloth bag handed over by Jiang Zhimiao in unison.

As soon as the bulging cloth bag came out of the house, it immediately caught the children's attention. "Wow, your sister is so kind to you. Not only did she make a bag for you, but she also stuffed it with so many delicious foods. If only I had one like this Just like my sister."

A trace of envy flashed across Goudan's eyes, and he stared blankly at the satchel on Mingzhu Minghuai's body.

Suddenly, a familiar voice of laughter and curse came from not far away. Fang Huaihua panted heavily, glanced at him angrily, and said with disgust: "Okay, okay, stop dreaming, here, you want the firecrackers, can you play with them for a while?" Please don’t ask me for it again.”

She handed over the firecrackers in her hand, and when she saw Jiang Zhimiao, her face suddenly changed into a smile.

"Oh, your bag is pretty good. I've seen people making satchels, but I didn't know that rags could be made into satchels. Girl from the Jiang family, I didn't expect your hands to be so skillful." Fang Huaihua said with a smile.

After Jiang Zhimiao handed the last satchel to Minghuai and brought it to Jingming, he watched the children leave, and then he had the time to chat with Fang Huaihua.

"Auntie, please give me a prize. It's just some ordinary needlework that's not very handy. This satchel is not difficult to make, but it takes a little more work. If you want to do it, I can teach you when I have time."

Jiang Zhimiao grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the house and handed them over, chatting casually.

"Ah, it's troublesome? If it's troublesome, forget it. It's not that I don't have the ability. It's just that Goudan is running around every day and he can't afford such a delicate thing." When Fang Huaihua heard that it was troublesome, she immediately left. He picked up a melon seed in his hand and started to eat it.

Jiang Zhimiao smiled, "No way, isn't Goudan quite cute? You just think he's not good." When Fang Huaihua heard this, she immediately became excited. She frowned and sighed. He said: "Hey, you don't know how hard it is to raise a child. In just a few years, I have washed out countless diapers, as well as clothes."

As she spoke, she pointed at her face and said: "Look at my face. To be honest, before I gave birth to a dog egg, I was one of the top ones in this village. I gave birth to him now." , People who worry too much will die old."

In Fang Huaihua's words, Goudan was her enemy for the first half of her life. When she was good, she was not good, but when she was angry, she was extremely angry. It was like a world of ice and fire. She felt good and angry for a while, and felt tired. People are more tired.

Of course, Jiang Zhimiao did not ignore the slightly raised corners of her mouth and the light in her eyes when she talked about Goudan. She was disgusted, but there was no less love in her words.

"Mom! Why are you still here?" Goudan stood still in a hurry, lying outside the courtyard door and said hurriedly, "Mom, everyone else has food, can you go home and get some for me?"

Goudan rubbed Fang Huaihua's leg, hugged her pitifully and said.

Fang Huaihua originally wanted to get angry, but when she thought about the Chinese New Year, she thought about it, held back her anger and said, "Didn't I bring you a lot of food earlier, and now all of it has been eaten away?"

She slowed down her tone, suppressed the anger in her heart, turned around and smiled at Jiang Zhimiao: "Hey, this kid is so troublesome when we haven't seen him for a while. Really, my mother is really worried."

With that, she joked a few words and said goodbye with a smile. After reluctantly agreeing to Goudan's request, she slowly walked home under Jiang Zhimiao's appraising gaze.

Jiang Zhimiao closed his eyes, smiled helplessly, and continued to work at home.

She hung up the lanterns and couplets early in the morning. She originally planned to go to the town to buy them, but unexpectedly, the Wen family sent them ready-made, which saved her trouble.

"Hey, these couplets are all pasted up." Mother Wen entered with a smile and said warmly after her eyes touched the red color on the door.

"Aunt Wen, why are you here now?" Jiang Zhimiao was stunned and replied with a smile.

"I've finished all the work at home. I thought I'd come and see if you have anything to do. You're idle, so I just wanted to help." Mother Wen said with a smile.

"I saw Jingming's satchel, and I saw that it was made with a lot of effort. Really, I don't know how to thank you. Here, these are the pickles your Uncle Wen made. They taste good. I gave you some. Come on, I just eat a little on weekdays, and I eat a lot." Mother Wen handed the pickles she brought to Jiang Zhimiao's hand.

Jiang Zhimiao smiled and said, "You're too polite. I'm pretty busy at home. There's nothing else to do. I dusted myself off when I had free time a few days ago, and the bedding was dried, and even the meat was cooked." .”

"By the way, this is my new chilblain ointment, please take it home and use it." Jiang Zhimiao took out two cans of dark ointment from the medicine box in the house and handed them over.

"A few days ago, I saw that you touched cold water and your hands were red from the cold. You still need to use this frostbite ointment. If you don't have it, tell me that it's enough."

She held the corner of her mouth and said with a smile.

"Okay, my aunt won't be polite to you anymore. By the way, Zhuqing said that after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the village school will open. Do you know?"

(End of this chapter)