Sister-in-law from a poor family

Chapter 35 It’s over, I’m dizzy
After paying off Wan Luo's debt, Qin Mianmian slept particularly well that night.

When she got up to grind tofu the next day, she found that Fu Chen was in much better spirits than yesterday.

It seemed that she was not the only one who slept well last night.

"Mianmian, we soaked a lot of beans today. Do you think we can sell all these tofu?"

While adding beans to the stone mill, Mrs. Chen started chatting.

The person pushing the wheels there was Fu Jingbo, who was picked up by Qin Mianmian early in the morning.

At first, Mrs. Chen was a little unhappy and distressed when he tried to push the wheel, but now she saw that he was getting smoother and smoother, so she didn't say anything more.

"Yesterday's tofu sold so well, it should be sold out today." Qin Mianmian said smoothly, and then stepped forward to take the wooden spoon with the beans.

"Mom, go roll some noodles. There should be some white flour at home."

"Rolling noodles?" Fu Chen was stunned for a moment and hesitated.

"Well, I've rolled out all the white flour at home. It should be enough for our family to eat." She answered quite casually.

"All rolled out?" Fu Chen was even more surprised.

Fine grains are so expensive these days. How can a good person eat two or three kilograms of white flour in one meal?

"Mianmian, it's not easy for our family to get fine grain. Why don't we save some food?" She wasn't angry, so she could only discuss it in a good voice.

"It's okay, Mom, I'll buy it after I finish eating." Qin Mianmian looked at her face, which was so pale that there was no blood at all, and sighed.

"A person has to be full before he has the strength to make money. If a person collapses, not to mention repaying debts, the whole family will have to die with it."

Pay Chen:
It seemed right, but it also seemed like something had stabbed me in the heart for no apparent reason.

"Okay, then it's up to you." She smiled, turned around and walked to the kitchen.

Before entering the kitchen, I saw Fangfang getting up after hearing the sound.

After applying the medicinal wine Qin Mianmian brought back last night, her feet were no longer swollen, but they still hurt slightly when walking.

"Mom, do you want to eat noodles in the morning?" She heard the conversation and immediately became excited.

"Yeah, let's eat noodles." Fu Chen nodded, looking at her daughter's thin appearance and suddenly felt that what Qin Mianmian said made sense.

She had been frugal for so many years, but she hadn't seen much of a big fortune.

On the contrary, Qin Mianmian, who ate whatever he had, paid the bill directly without them even expecting it.

With a wry smile, she really got better and better as she lived, and she might be able to live a better life if she didn't care about things in this family in the future.

The family works quickly. While Fu Chen was rolling out the noodles, Fangfang was lighting a fire next to the stove pot.

After Qin Mianmian and the others had grinded out the soy milk and rolled out the noodles, they switched, with Qin Mianmian cooking the noodles and Fu Chen cooking the tofu.

When the soy milk was boiling, the noodles came out of the pot. Fu Chen happily ate the bowl of noodles with meat oil, and she felt that her whole body was full of strength.

Life went on like this. When Fu Chen went to town to sell tofu, Qin Mianmian and Fu Jingbo were going to the mountains to take a look.

Fangfang carried a small backpack and wanted to go cut some pigweed together. Qin Mianmian felt that she had no choice but to give in, so she simply took over the job of cutting pigweed.

A child as old as Fangfang should have stayed in school in the world she lived in before.

But she could only stay at home. When she grew up, she would be like Wan Luoshi and others, unable to even count.

There is also Fu Tian, ​​who is lame and ill. He doesn't want to see the sun and lives in darkness. His skin color is abnormal.

Coupled with a son who doesn't want to communicate with others, the whole family relies on Fu Chen for support.

She was already feeling tired after being here for so many days. She was tired even though Fu Jingbo was willing to listen to her. What's more, he wouldn't even listen to anything Fu Chen said.
After thinking about it in her mind, Qin Mianmian couldn't help but admire this woman.

He supported a family with his weak body. Even though it was difficult, he never gave up or complained. He just endured it silently.

Otherwise, stay and help her, there is nowhere to go anyway.The disadvantaged members of this family might be able to earn more merit.

Qin Mianmian stuck out her tongue and grinned with a sly smile.

Anyway, she won't admit that she is doing it more for merit, she just has good intentions.

There was heavy fog on the mountain, and Qin Mianmian's face was covered with dew and a thin layer of sweat after walking for a while.

This feeling was something she had never experienced in her previous life.

The air here is indeed fresh, and if you take a deep breath, you can smell some faint floral fragrance.

It feels good, but a little tiring.

Before she reached her destination, she couldn't help but stop and rest.

I sat on a small grassy area and rested for a while. When I stood up and was about to leave, I suddenly felt darkness in front of my eyes.

It was so foggy that I couldn't see anything clearly.

She didn't dare to move. The path was winding, with either thorns, thatch or small ridges on the side. There were also large and small rocks on the road, so she could be injured if she wasn't careful.

She had never encountered this situation before, but she could probably guess that it was vertigo or hypoglycemia that was often referred to in later generations.

But she wasn't panicked or had any other reaction. She was probably like this because she was violently aroused, and she should be fine after a while.

She closed her eyes and waited quietly, but suddenly there was a touch of warmth on her forehead.

When he opened his eyes, a hazy handsome face appeared in front of him.

"Huh?" A dull male voice sounded, seemingly asking.

Qin Mianmian pursed her lower lip: "I'm dizzy."

"Yeah." It was another simple word, but the tone was slightly different.

She sighed secretly in her heart. She was indeed not a very smart person, and he could deal with her with just one word "hmm".

The next second, she was lying on a broad back.

It was Fu Jingbo who carried her on his back.

Before she could fully recover from the dizziness, she was startled by the sudden weightlessness, and subconsciously hugged the other person's neck tightly.

The sense of insecurity that had always resulted was instantly cured. He was held firmly by a pair of big hands, and the heart that had been beating wildly with the weightlessness was gradually soothed.

She lay silently on her back, feeling the ups and downs of the other person's walking, and her eyes unconsciously formed a beautiful arc.

This is indeed vertigo, and it's not a serious one.

Fu Jingbo had only been carrying her for a while, and she felt that her head was no longer so dizzy.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the world was gradually returning to clarity.

However, after the restoration of Qingming, this road looks a bit strange.

Wait, this is not the way up the mountain, this is the way home! ! !

"Why are we going back? Aren't we going to watch the game and chop wood?" She patted Fu Jingbo's shoulder and signaled him to come down.

But the man didn't seem to hear it and continued walking forward.

"Don't go back, I'm not dizzy anymore," she said again.

"No." Fu Jingbo spat out two words coldly, leaving no room for discussion.

(End of this chapter)