The peasant woman's three fists hurt a little

Chapter 1121

In the middle, Zhong Ergou's voice defending Zhong Song's came intermittently.Anyway, it was the big bitch who said the flowers.Ergou thinks his own wife is the best.

The big bitch is so angry, but there is nothing he can do.

Guixiang looked at Zhong Songshi who was walking and laughing in front of her, with a relaxed expression on her face.It's actually pretty good at home.After all, there is Zhong Ergou guarding, and the big bitch has also separated, so life will not be bad.

As soon as I arrived at Yang Cuihua's house, the food was already on the table.There is also a table of meals left, because they know that Guixiang and others are coming.deliberately left.

As a man, Ah Shan went to eat at the man's table and drank by the way.Everyone brags.

Guixiang and the women sat at the same table.Because everyone is too familiar with it, there is no restraint.What happens at home on weekdays is what happens here.

Talking is also very open.

After lunch, Guixiang gave the rice to Aunt Ashan and said with a smile.

"I'm a little sleepy, I'm going back to take a nap. Look after some rice for me."

Aunt Ah Shan did not suspect him.

Yang Cuihua frowned and said.

"Will Guixiang go up the mountain?"

While pregnant with rice, Shengyu watched.Guixiang did many dangerous moves.It was frightening to watch.Go back at this point, there is a scam!
I have never heard that Guixiang has the habit of taking a nap.

During the dog days, everyone has to take a nap, and the children don't have the energy to go out to play at noon.Both Guixiang and Shengyu didn't take a nap at home.Run to the mountains every day.

Aunt Ashan asked Hehua to carry rice to Guixiang's house.

However, Guixiang is still sleeping.

Yang Cuihua who came with her felt strange, but she was also a little embarrassed.This is wrong information.

Everyone came to the house, and Guixiang didn't take a nap anymore, so let's get up and talk for a while.Everyone started talking in the yard.

Now that the weather is not too hot, I can sit in the yard and talk, and I can still do handicrafts.

Guixiang was afraid that the lotus would be tired, so she went to take a basket and let the rice in to play.Rice is naturally happy.

Hugging and standing, Rice prefers to stand.

But every time I stand, someone pulls on the back collar.I want to refuse, but I am too young to refuse.The back collar of the clothes was pulled, which was really uncomfortable.

People are too small to have human rights.

Rice chattered and played with toys.

They are all busy with the female celebrity in their hands.Gui Xiang could only watch.Needlework requires skill and talent, not to mention the eyesight.

Guixiang has given up on female reds.Anyway, it's not bad that there is Shengyu sewing at home.

Seeing that winter is coming, we can make a few pairs of cotton shoes first.Cotton shoes are no better than ordinary shoes for going to the ground.If you wash the cotton shoes several times, they will not be warm.

The most comfortable thing is to wear new shoes every year.This winter is not cold.

Zhong Song made Zhong Ergou's winter shoes.

Yang Cuihua made rice clothes.

Aunt Ah Shan made a set of men's clothes, which belonged to Zhong Akang in terms of stature.The lotus looked at the rice and made a net by the way.

Cinnamon soles.This requires strength and effort.Cinnamon can totally do it.Everyone gathered around the yard to talk.

Yang Cuihua spoke first.

"You can take out Ah Shan's clothes and make new ones for Zhong Akang's clothes. I think your material is really good."

Guixiang asked Aunt Ah Shan very interestedly.

"Zhong Akang has helped a lot during this period of time, and he didn't complain about being tired. He didn't ask for money or anything. Auntie must be soft-hearted."

Aunt Ashan said cheerfully.

"It's not that I'm soft-hearted, it's that Akang is sensible. In fact, Akang was still very obedient when Mrs. Yi was around. A while ago, he must have lost his grandma all of a sudden, so he didn't know what to do. messed up things."

(End of this chapter)