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Chapter 35: Are these bows and arrows made for Abao and the others? ?
Lin Xiang had been watching the situation in the yard. When she saw Zhuhua suddenly looking towards her, she immediately withdrew her gaze and stopped showing her head.

Zhuhua pouted for a long time, but still could not get rid of the taste of the mud balls in her mouth. She couldn't help but reach out to Wang Chunniang: "Is there any water? Give me a bowl of water."

"The water in our house is spring water carried down from the mountain. You can drink it if you want. It costs ten cents a bowl." Wang Chunniang leaned back and said with a smile on her face.

"Ten cents?" Zhuhua was simply shocked by the shamelessness of this family. Didn't they say that the Zhao family has always been kind to others?Otherwise, he wouldn't have adopted Jiang Ting, but why was he so mean to her?
"You spend money to buy water. I agree with you. If you think it's too expensive, you don't have to drink it." Wang Chunniang said.

How could she not drink the bamboo flowers? She had to rinse her mouth. Finally, she gave Wang Chunniang ten cents.

"I'm here today just to take Jiang Ting away. No matter how you stop me, it's useless." Zhuhua didn't bother to argue with the Zhao family.

Wang Chunniang laughed: "Okay, then you can ask the government to take care of you."

Zhuhua: "..." She didn't expect Wang Chunniang's reaction at all.

"This is Xiao Guo Guo's home. Where are you taking Xiao Guo Guo?" Abao shouted loudly, sitting behind Zhao Heng.

"I'm her aunt!" Zhuhua's voice couldn't help but become irritable. What kind of weird things are these Zhao family members?

"How do you prove that you are Aunt Ating? Show me your household deed." Wang Chunniang asked.

With such a simple sentence, Zhuhua was immediately stopped.

Because...she couldn't get the household deed at all.When she first entered the brothel, she was known as a down-and-out young lady, so the household deed had been changed long ago, so there was no way to prove that she was Songhua's sister.

Wang Chunniang leaned there lazily, looking at the bamboo flowers with a playful look in her eyes.

"If not, just leave." Wang Chunniang pointed in the direction of the courtyard gate.

Zhuhua was stared at by Wang Chunniang. She wanted to curse something, but when the words came to her mouth, she was stared at by the oppressive gaze and couldn't say anything.

When Zhuhua was about to reach the entrance of the courtyard, Wang Chunniang looked at her back and said, "Zhuhua, if you come uninvited like this again next time, the food my husband will feed you will not be Nibawan."

"What is that?" Abao lay on Zhao Heng's back and asked, "Is it daddy?"

Wang Chunniang: "..." My dear, what are you talking about?

Zhao Heng frowned in disgust: "Who taught you this nonsense?"

"Yang Dabao." Abao said with an innocent face.

Zhao Heng said no more.

"We'll see." Zhuhua came back defeated again.

After Zhuhua left, Wang Chunniang was just about to go to Jiang Ting to comfort the little guy. Zhao Heng had already spoken. While squeezing the mud in his hand, he said in a cool tone: "If she can really take you away, then she will Stop talking so much nonsense, take a step back, and even if you really want to be taken away by her, don't show your emotions."

"Children don't have to learn these things." Wang Chunniang frowned in disapproval. She hoped that both Abao and Ating could have a happier childhood.

Zhao Heng shut up.

While they were talking, Lin Xiang walked out of the house and sat on the threshold of the courtyard door. She lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

Jiao Li was just coming back from outside the village and saw Lin Xiang sitting on the threshold. He quickly put down his hoe, walked towards Lin Xiang, and asked: "Sister Lin, what's wrong with you? Why are you unhappy? ?"

Lin Xiang looked up when she heard the voice and saw it was Jiao Lizheng. She quickly wiped her eyes, shook her head and said, "It's okay, Brother Jiao, you go ahead." With that, she hurried back to the yard to do some work. .

Jiao Li stood outside and watched for a while before leaving.

"Hey, Brother Jiao, are you also looking for A'bao's father?" Yang Tiejiang led Yang Dabao towards this side excitedly. When he saw Jiao Li standing at the door of Zhao's house, he asked.

Jiao Li was waving his hands, smiled, and left without saying anything.

Yang Dabao looked back at Jiao Lizheng and muttered: "Their Laidi bullied A Bao before. Dad, you are not allowed to talk to Laidi's father!"

Blacksmith Yang groaned, too lazy to pay attention to this stupid son. You used to bully A Bao!
"Uncle Zhao, Aunt Zhao, your Dabao son is here." Yang Dabao ran into the Zhao family's yard very familiarly and shouted as he came up.

After shouting, he looked back at Blacksmith Yang and said, "Dad, do I need to kneel down today?"

Blacksmith Yang felt that his son was too stupid to look at.

"Brother Zhao, sister-in-law, my mother made some roasted meat, which is suitable for eating today. If you go to work in the fields, it will be convenient for you to carry it with you." Blacksmith Yang handed a small basket of roasted meat to Wang Chunniang , Abao poked his little head out from Zhao Heng's back eagerly, looking eagerly at the burning meat.

"It's too troublesome, Ah Bao, go get a package of dried meat." Wang Chunniang said to Ah Bao.

Abao ran back to the house and quickly got back a pack of dried meat wrapped in brown paper. Before Wang Chunniang could say anything, she handed the dried meat to Blacksmith Yang: "Uncle Blacksmith, Give."

"If I take it back, I will definitely be beaten by my mother." Blacksmith Yang shook his head, but Dabao had already moved his mouth stupidly, and A'bao had already bitten a small fire.

Looking at these two greedy kids, several adults laughed.

"Dabao Dabao, I have something to trouble you." Zhao Heng called out to Blacksmith Yang.

Blacksmith Yang looked over and saw Zhao Heng's hands were full of mud, and on the wooden board next to him, there were a pile of round mud balls neatly stacked.

"Brother Zhao, tell me." Blacksmith Yang said, and stepped forward to take a closer look at the mud balls. However, why do these mud balls still smell like rapeseed oil?

"Can you help us make two small bows like this?" Zhao Heng said, taking out a piece of paper from his arms, which he asked Zhao Xuan to prepare in advance.

Blacksmith Yang took a closer look and saw that it was just an ordinary small iron bow. He had made many before, so he nodded affirmatively.

"Are they made for Abao and the others?" Blacksmith Yang asked.

Zhao Heng nodded: "Protect yourself."

Blacksmith Yang thought about the bad things that happened to Abao and the others, and understood it.

"Brother Zhao, it's very simple. I'll give it to you in a few days."

Zhao Heng nodded.

"Hey, you are all here!" Mrs. Jiang, who sells sesame oil, poked her head in from the outside and saw that Yang Blacksmith and his son were also there. She smiled familiarly and looked towards her under the puzzled gazes of the two families. Wang Chunniang on the side rushed over.

"Ms. Xue, the last time you came to my house was to ask us to sell Ating. I don't know why you came this time?"

(End of this chapter)