Rebirth Era's Petite Wife

Chapter 83 082

Ma Xinghua was very excited, and told Shen Jiao a lot about her brother Ma Hongbing. In short, in her narration, this comrade Ma Hongbing was more powerful than Zhao Zilong, like a god descending from the earth.

Probably in every younger sister's heart, her elder brother is the most powerful!

Ma Hongqi is also very happy. The third brother will definitely bring bullet casings when he comes back, so that he can show off in front of his friends on the farm. Gouwa and the others must be so envious!

Shen Jiao is very envious of Ma Xinghua's brother-sister relationship with her brother. She has never experienced this kind of relationship in her two lifetimes, and she doesn't know what it tastes like?
Ma Hongqi noticed Shen Jiao's facial expression, and felt a little more pity for this weak girl in his heart, but more admiration, so small and so weak, but he was able to abandon the good life in the city and come to their poor place She is thousands of times better than a woman like Hu Xiaocao who endures hardships and suffers!

"Jiaojiao will be able to drink my elder brother's wedding wine soon!" Ma Hongqi deliberately changed the subject.

As expected, Ma Xinghua's attention was distracted, and she said happily: "That's right, my grandma said that I will marry my elder brother a wife after the new year is over, Jiaojiao, come and drink the wedding wine when the time comes!"

Shen Jiao glanced at Ma Xixi who had a gloomy face in front of her, and thought to herself, no wonder this guy was about to be imprisoned early in the morning, as if someone owed him hundreds of taels of silver.

"Then congratulations to Brother Xixi, then we must go to drink wedding wine and see the bride!" Shen Jiao said intentionally.

Ma Xixi replied in a low voice, in an extremely bad mood. He hadn't been to Hu Xiangyu's house for more than a month. He had no money, no food, no face to go, and he couldn't do anything if he went.

I don't know if Hu Xiangyu Laba's wheat kernel rice has been made?If he didn't do it, Zhu Fugui's mother would have to stab Xiangyu every day!

There are also new year's goods, all the food that he planned to send to Hu Xiangyu was messed up by Ma Hongqi, this brat, this little brat, he's so rotten!
As for marrying a wife, the woman he wants to marry is Hu Xiangyu. After tasting Hu Xiangyu's abalone and shark's fin, how can he still eat a woman who looks like stewed eggplant?

Who knows what it looks like?

He doesn't need to look to know that Zhunbao is not as tender as Xiangyu, nor as ecstasy as Xiangyu!
He doesn't want to marry any woman except Xiangyu!

But he has no right to speak about this matter at all. If he objected to the old man at all, he would take off his shoes and throw him. There was also the old lady, who looked at him tearfully, crying so hard that his heart throbbed. The stick was cut, if it wasn't for Xinghua's tugging, half of his head would have been cut off!

Ugh!
Shen Jiao was quite annoyed at Ma Xixi's sighing and sighing, she leaned into Ma Xinghua's ear and asked in a low voice, "You didn't tell Brother Xixi about that?"

Ma Xinghua replied annoyed in a low voice: "I told my grandma, and my grandpa said that Hongqi and I will not be in charge of this matter. They have their own opinions, who knows what he has!"

If she wants to clarify this matter with elder brother directly, there is nothing to hide, and let elder brother recognize the true face of the vixen as soon as possible.

As soon as Shen Jiao heard that the adults of the Ma family knew about this, she stopped mentioning such picklings, and instead talked about the local customs and habits during the Chinese New Year.

They arrived at Sanlibao before ten o'clock in the morning. Sanlibao, which is deserted on weekdays, is also bustling with people coming and going on the street, and there are many local villagers in shabby clothes. Everyone has a smile on their faces, even though there is a bit of bitterness in these smiles.

There are many people around the biscuit stand at the entrance of the restaurant, most of them are parents who bring their children. It is rare to go to the street once a year. It is hard to come to catch a market at the end of the year. No matter how hard it is, you have to buy something for your children. ah!

Many parents only buy one biscuit, and they don’t eat a bite. Instead, they carefully divide the biscuit among the children in the family, and each child gets a small piece to taste.

In this way, the children can also brag with their companions that they have eaten sesame seed cakes in the town for the first time in the first month!

As for the white bread stall, there are very few people around, one white bread is worth two and a half biscuits, only prodigals will buy that mouthful of meat!
Shen Jiao didn't buy meat buns this time, but bought three biscuits with money and food stamps, which happened to be one for each of the three of them, and Ma Xinghua and her brother didn't show any politeness to her, so they took the biscuits and started to eat them.

"Sister Xinghua, where should we go first?" Shen Jiao asked.

"Let's go to the back street first. I'll see if there is any meat. My grandma said that I will make more dumplings this year. I'll bring you some. The dumplings made by my grandma are delicious." Ma Xinghua said.

"Well, my grandpa and I also want to make dumplings during the Chinese New Year, and we will eat differently then." Shen Jiao nodded her furry head.

The market in the back street was much more lively than ever before. There were two long queues lined up on both sides of the road. Many villagers took out the surplus food at home and prepared to exchange some money for the New Year.

There are also bloody pigs and muttons in front of a few fellow villagers. There will never be beef, and there is very little pork. The farmers' family rations are small, so they only raise one pig at most. At the end of the year, they will raise fat pigs Selling to the buying station for money, the money for a pig is the biggest income of a peasant family throughout the year.

The money for the children in the family to go to school, to pay favors, and to buy daily necessities such as oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and cloth has to be squeezed out of this pig. Therefore, farmers who raise pigs will not be willing to kill pigs for food. The heads were sold to the hog purchasing station.

There is more mutton, because sheep eat grass, not food, so as long as you work hard, it is no problem to raise a few sheep for a family. Not only can you sell them for money during the Chinese New Year, but you can also eat a few bites for yourself.

Shen Jiao noticed that there was an old man in front of the stall who was different from the beaming ones of the other stall owners, with a mournful face and kept moaning. The mutton in front of him was also less and better than other stalls, and he was very thin, full of bones.

"Uncle, haven't you found the three sheep you lost?" A middle-aged man next to him asked concerned.

Shen Jiao knew this middle-aged man, he was the stall owner who sold rice to her. Later, Shen Jiao went to his place to buy a few times, and got to know the stall owner well, knowing that his village was not far from the farm. Far away, more than ten miles away, his surname is Liu, and Shen Jiao calls him Uncle Liu.

The grim-faced old man sighed, wiped away his tears and said, "No, I fed five sheep greedily from dawn to dusk. I wanted to exchange some extra money for Chinese New Year so that I could take my Zhuzi to the city to see a doctor, but who would have known..."

The old man gargled his tears and streamed down, weeping uncontrollably, his whole body was covered with sadness.

"Woo, my poor pillar, I don't know if it can last for another year? Woo!" The old man seemed to be thinking of something sad, so he started to cry.

Uncle Liu spat bitterly: "Hey, let me know which bastard is stealing things in our village, I have to cut him to death!"

Shen Jiao's eyes were sore from the old man's sadness, she couldn't help walking over and asking: "Uncle Liu, what happened to this uncle?"

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