Rebirth Era's Petite Wife

Chapter 280 Chapter 277
In the yard, there was a handsome woman in her thirties who was washing clothes. She wore a light gray Lenin suit, her short hair was neatly combed to the ears, and she was meticulous from head to toe. She didn't look very easy to deal with.

Next to the woman was a six or seven-year-old boy playing with a ball. Although the boy's clothes were a bit old, they were very neat and clean, and the child was chubby and thick-headed, making him very pleasing to the eye.

On the other side, there was an older boy standing aside and watching eagerly. He was about eight or nine years old, and he was wearing old clothes, which were still considered clean. One of the great advantages of Haishi people is that they love cleanliness. Whether you are poor or rich, every household is neat and tidy. Even if it is just a pigeon cage, it must be a shiny pigeon cage.

It's just that this boy looks a bit rogue-headed, and although she can't judge people by their appearance, Shen Jiao still doesn't like this boy, and always feels that this boy is as annoying as Yuan Zhen's younger brother.

really--

The big boy looked at it for a while, then ran over suddenly, grabbed the ball and started to play, shooting happily with 'bang bang bang'.

The little boy was taken aback for a moment, then rushed forward, shouting: "My ball, give me back!"

The big boy avoided the little boy's attack by holding the ball on one side of his body, and ignored him, and continued to play with the ball, but was cornered by the little boy at last. With a heavy smash, the elastic ball just bounced off the old man. high.

'Snapped'

There was a crisp sound, and then several more, crackling.

Shen Jiao raised her neck subconsciously, a shattered black hole appeared in a window on the second floor, and there were a few pieces of broken glass lying on the ground, the big boy stuck out his tongue, swiped and ran away.

Only the little boy and the laundry woman were left outside, all with surprise on their faces.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, which hapless (unlucky) ghost broke the glass in my house?"

A middle-aged woman's exaggeratedly loud voice rang out, even louder than the sound of breaking the glass just now, and then a woman in her forties rolled down like a tornado, with a pair of triangular eyes scanning the delicate woman's mother and child like Sherlock Holmes for three seconds.

"I knew it was you little red guy who was restless all day and night. Which hand broke the glass in my house? Stretch it out!"

The middle-aged woman also has short hair at the ears, is slightly plump, white and fat, and has a round face. If it weren't for the triangular eyes that affected the overall situation, this woman would be regarded as more amiable!

Apparently—

Women are no good stubble!
The little boy flattened his mouth aggrievedly, and argued: "Aunt Qin, I didn't break it, it was Huang Baogen who broke it."

Shen Jiao's heart moved, the name Huang Baogen sounded familiar!

"You little red guy is too young to learn well. My Baogen has been reading and writing at home. When did you come out? Pooh, you're going to tell empty words (lies) at such a young age. How did your parents teach you?"

Another [-]-level typhoon passed by, and a short, black and thin woman in her forties rushed to the side of the white and fat woman, glaring at the poor little boy.

The delicate woman flicked the clothes in her hands hard, causing a splash of water, stood up and pulled the little boy over, and shouted at the two women: "My family Hanhan never speaks empty words, the glass was obviously broken by your son who fell over the stove!" Yes, don't you want to wrong me, Hanhan?"

"If you say your son can't talk empty words, who will believe it? Anyway, glass has nothing to do with my treasure, so don't try to wrong my son!" The black and thin woman put her hands on her hips, foaming from the mouth.

The delicate woman was not afraid at all, and she didn't yell like the black and thin woman, her voice was a little higher: "The glass has nothing to do with my Hanhan, no matter how loud you shout, it's useless!"

The white and fat woman couldn't bear to watch, she didn't want to waste time with these poor people, she screamed: "I don't care which of your sons broke the glass, anyway, the glass in my house is broken, and each of you two has half the money!
"Bah, you say half is half? Maybe it's because the glass in your house is not securely installed, and it broke by itself!" The black and thin woman shifted her firepower, and scolded the white and fat woman.

One is black and one is white, one is fat and the other is thin, they are so noisy.

Shen Jiao watched the play at the door with great interest. As the saying goes, there are three women in one play, and now it's a good show!
"Oh, are you new here next door? Is there anything I can help you with?"

The fat white woman's eyes were sharp, and she spotted Shen Jiao who was standing at the door, hurriedly stopped the fight, and rushed over very quickly, with a flattering smile on her face.

Shen Jiao smiled lightly: "Hello, Auntie, my name is Shen Jiao, please take care of me in the future!"

"It must be. My surname is Qin. You can call me Aunt Qin. A close neighbor is not as good as a distant relative. It is necessary to take care of it." Behind the basket, it is full of energy to bloom.

"Jiaojiao, I'm Aunt Huang, I will come to play often in the future!" The black and thin woman also squeezed over, her eyes narrowed with a smile, and she stared at the basket in Shen Jiao's hand.

The delicate woman also rushed up and asked eagerly: "You saw it just now, right? Who do you think broke the glass?"

Shen Jiaozhen frowned. To be honest, she really didn't want to get involved. These three women didn't seem easy to mess with. She said that anyone would offend one, but she said against her will that she didn't see it, and she felt sorry.

Aunt Qin said in a loud voice: "Jiaojiao, if you see it, speak out boldly, I'll see who dares to speak out against you!"

Aunt Huang, a dark and skinny woman, also shouted: "Yes, just say Jiaojiao, my house is not afraid of shadows slanting, and ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night!"

The delicate woman sneered, and said softly: "Beware of ghosts coming to your door at night!"

Shen Jiao bit her lips and said with a smile: "I'm short-sighted, I can't see very clearly, I only see that child is wearing blue cloth clothes, I don't know who the child is."

The delicate woman patted her thigh with relief, and shouted at Aunt Huang: "Look, which funeral star is wearing blue cloth clothes today? If my villain doesn't teach me well, I will know that my Hanhan has been wronged. Fortunately, God is open." , It can be regarded as repaying my Hanhan's innocence, Jiaojiao, thank you, my surname is Lu, just call me Auntie Lu!"

Shen Jiao yelled with a strong smile, seeing the hostile faces of Aunt Qin and Aunt Huang, hurriedly took out the snacks in the basket, each gave a box, said goodbye and left in a hurry.

Looking at this posture, I'm afraid there will be a world war, she'd better sneak out early!

"Huang, one piece of glass star anise, labor costs two cents, a total of one bill, take it out quickly!" Aunt Qin said loudly.

"You bought glass from M country? Do you still want octagonal bills? Let me ask first, as long as my Baogen breaks it, I will ask Baogen to install glass for your house. My family has always been honest and honest. Absolutely will not renege!"

"Hmph, hurry up, the north wind is blowing, if you give my daughter a cold, your family must pay for the medical expenses!"

"Your daughter is made of tofu, she catches a cold when the spring breeze blows, huh!"

……

Shen Jiao listened to the angry scolding voices of these two women, she shook her head with a smile, it seems that the future life will be a bit lively!
"Shen Jiao? Why are you back?" A dark and thin girl walked over in thin clothes, with a vegetable basket in her hand.

　Thank you Baobaiwa for the God of Wealth Jar, thank you, Xiyu, Taomm and Hot Pot Chuanchuan Malatang sachets, thank you for Breeze Doll (1), 1 Flying Bottle 2192, Tingting [-], Yangmeimei T ([-]) Thank you for the support of all the angels, it is still five o'clock today, love you all!
　　Let me explain, Xiaochilao, Xiaogui, Daozaogui, Thirteen O'Clock, etc. are all dialects in the Shanghai area. Sometimes they are used when joking, but they are usually used when swearing.

　　
　
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