Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 22 Who will be buried?

The second aunt Chen fainted again in anger, and after a while of fuss, she woke up, and she sat on the bed and cried loudly.

"I have worked so hard for so many years, serving him, serving his flesh and blood. Before I had a good day, he found a little wife from outside and came back. God, what can I do, my beauty, My handsome brother..."

What Chen cried was heartbroken.

Mrs. Zhang persuaded: "Second sister-in-law, what's the use of you crying here? Think about it, that unscrupulous woman, even if she entered the door, she is also a small child, and the seed in her belly can't be compared with Brother Jun. ,Yes or no?"

Du's eloquent interface, "Didn't you say that? In the future, his second uncle will win the prize of a scholar, and his wife will also be younger siblings, right? He has nothing to do with that little fairy!"

After several sisters-in-law persuaded her, Mrs. Chen gradually stopped.

In fact, she just took the opportunity to vent her anger. What can she do when her man brings a woman back?
After all, this is still an era when men can have three wives and four concubines, and women can only abide by women's morals...

In the end, Mrs. Du made the final summary: "Okay, okay, don't put on a sour face, wash your face and comb your hair, and make yourself more energetic. That little fairy will have to serve you when she enters the door. Don't you want to How to toss, how to toss her?"

Chen Shi suddenly realized!
That's right, she's just a flirtatious little widow, and she has to behave properly in front of her wife, she has plenty of ways to make her docile!
As for the baby in the womb, whether it can be born or not depends on whether she is willing to let her have it!

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After dinner, Liu Qingluo took a bath in her own room, put on a small jacket and trousers, and ran to Du Shi's bed.

Mrs. Du was doing needlework by the light, and saw her lying on her kang, she smiled and said, "Niuniu, why do you eat so little at night?"

"Mother, brother Huzi picked a lot of fruit for me, I'm not hungry." Liu Qingluo leaned on her cheek, with a round face, staring at Du Shi's hand with interest.

Due to doing housework all year round, Du's hands are a little rough, but they are very flexible. He is embroidering a vivid little colorful chicken on a piece of paper.

These are a pair of small flower shoes with thousand-ply soles, red uppers, and colorful silk threads embroidered with chickens chasing puppies, which look bright and delicate.

These shoes were made for Liu Qingluo, they were spliced ​​together with the rags she brought back, and according to Liu Qingluo's request, although they were embroidered shoes, they were different from ordinary embroidered shoes.

There is also a thin strap tied on the instep, which makes it easy to walk with the feet.

"Niuniu, how did you come up with this style?" Du Shi made this kind of shoes for the first time, and he also found it novel.

Liu Qingluo said with a smile: "Mother, this is what Niu Niu thought of. Add a strap so that when Niu Niu runs, she won't be afraid of losing her shoes..."

Du couldn't laugh or cry: "Hey, little girl, your old lady made you a pair of shoes, and you haven't put them on yet, so you don't want to lose them..."

"This shows that Niu Niu is smart and has foresight!" Liu Heping walked in with a smile after taking a shower outside.

Mrs. Du proudly said: "My daughter, of course she is smart!"

Liu Heping smiled innocently: "Niu Niu is also my daughter..."

"Go, go, it's a good thing Niuniu isn't like you, otherwise she won't be able to get married in the future!" Shi Du rolled his eyes at him, and then looked at his son Liu Wenquan who was sitting in the room weaving baskets, "This brother is exactly like you. At the age of marriage, which girl is willing to marry him?"

When Liu Wenquan heard his name, he raised his head in a daze, and when he heard what his mother said, his face turned red, and he said dully, "Mother, I'm your son too..."

"You know that too? You only pass on the bad ones, but not the good ones!" Du Shi rolled his eyes at his son and husband, and the corners of his eyes were quite colored.

Liu Wenquan suffered from Yuchi.

Liu Heping laughed.

A family of four was talking and amusing, when they heard a sound of smashing things and cursing from outside, followed by a burst of crying...

"Where is the sound?" Liu Heping stood up.

Du Shi listened carefully, and said clearly: "It's that woman outside..."

Liu Qingluo asked curiously: "Mother, which woman?"

"Yes..." Mrs. Du was about to answer when she realized that it was her little girl who was asking the question, and she immediately darkened her face, "Go, little thing, go back to sleep in the house. Don't ask questions about adults! Brother Quan, take your sister Go back to sleep and don't come out if you hear any movement!"

"Hey, mother, I see." Liu Wenquan put down the basket, took Liu Qingluo's hand and went back to the house.

Although Liu Qingluo wanted to take a look, her arms couldn't twist her thighs, so she could only go back and lie down on the small wooden bed...

Early the next morning, she washed her hands and face, went to eat in the main room, and saw Chen with a smug face, and Xiao Taohong, with swollen eyes, standing next to Uncle Liu and crying softly.

"Husband, it's all because of my poor health. I'm not feeling well... I didn't serve my sister well. It's all my fault. Husband, don't blame my sister..."

Uncle Liu looked at Xiao Taohong's pretty face, pear blossoms were crying like rain, and his heart ached for a long time, and when he saw his proud appearance as a wife, he felt uncomfortable.

He coughed, and said seriously: "Lady, Xiao Taohong is a pregnant woman now, you can let her rest in the house safely, and send her the food to the house, don't bother her..."

Chen's complacent expression froze on his face, and he was stunned.

At this time, Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Liu both came in, and other people sat at the table to eat one after another. Liu Qingluo looked around and drank porridge with her own bowl. Xiao Taohong, don’t come to this house to eat, when we are all finished eating, you are eating, and after eating, clean up the table and yard..."

Xiao Taohong lowered her head, being delicate and weak, she answered in a low voice.

Second Uncle Liu frowned and said, "Mother, Xiao Taohong is healthy. I just said that she doesn't have to do anything from now on. Just send her the food to the house."

"You..." Mrs. Liu was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Xiao Taohong, you go back and rest, I'll ask someone to bring you food." Uncle Liu coaxed Xiao Taohong away, then looked around the table, and fixed his eyes on Liu Qingluo, "Niuniu, eat quickly, It's almost time to finish eating, I'll send food to your Aunt Taohong..."

Liu Qingluo put down the bowl, looked up at him, and said nothing.

When Mrs. Du heard that he asked his daughter to deliver food to a prostitute, she felt very uncomfortable.

In her eyes, her own daughter is very precious. If a clean girl from an innocent family goes to deliver food to a prostitute, who is she to blame?
She thought about it, and then said, "His second uncle, Niuniu is going to mow grass and feed the cows after eating, but she has no time to deliver food to Xiao Taohong..."

Liu Qingluo was very cooperative, immediately put down the bowl, and said with a smile: "Grandma, Mom, I'm done eating, I'm going to mow the grass."

After finishing speaking, she ran away in a flash.

(End of this chapter)