Lu family's daughter-in-law

Chapter 188 Anan's Grievance

Anan was five years old, and Ningxiang couldn't hold him for a long time, so she squatted in front of the boy, hugged Anan into her arms and wiped his tears, "Anan doesn't cry, tell mother why you fought with someone."

Anan was still crying, with her little face buried on her mother's shoulder, crying so hard that Ningxiang's clothes were all wet.

The son said something bad, Ningxiang asked Qiangzi and the others with a sullen face, staring coldly at Qiangzi's cousin, the child who scolded Anan just now.She is good-looking and has a gentle temper. She is the favorite aunt of children from far and near, but now that she is serious, the children are afraid, and hang their heads and refuse to speak.

"Ma'am, I saw it all. It was the young master's turn to kick the cotton bag just now. The sand must have dazzled his eyes, so he grabbed the sand and threw it at the young master. The young master rushed to beat him, and he also hit the young master several times." Come on, if you can't beat them, you can swear." Cui Ya was sitting on the stone at the north gate of Lu's house, and she saw it all, and said angrily.

It is very common for children in the village to fight. After a few days of fighting, they get together again, but they are not so swearing.

Qiangzi's mother also knew that her nephew had caused trouble, and sincerely apologized to Ningxiang, "He is young and ignorant, I don't know where I heard it, I will ask his parents to beat him hard when I go back."

Ning Xiang's face was ugly.

She knew that this matter had nothing to do with Qiang Ziniang, but those words...

Still wanting to teach the child a few more words, Guoer's crying suddenly came from the courtyard of the second room of the Lu family, and her brother was mixed with the crying. Ningxiang was startled, and Anan, who was crying on her shoulder, also looked up tearfully. When I started, I saw my aunt Lu Fu coming out with my younger sister in her arms. The younger sister cried even louder when she saw them.

"Anan, stop crying, Guo'er only cries when she sees you crying, go and coax your sister." Pan took the opportunity to coax her nephew and grandson.

Anan was actually very aggrieved, he wanted his mother to hold her for a while longer, but he didn't want his sister to cry, so he forced himself to hold back his tears, and grabbed his mother's hand to find his sister together.

Both sons and daughters were crying, Ningxiang didn't bother to pay attention to Qiangzi and the others, and took Anan to find her daughter, while Pan stayed behind to scold the child.

Ningxiang brought the two children back to her home.

Guo'er refused to let her mother hug her, so she lay in her brother's arms and twitched.

My brother got into a fight with someone, and someone scratched his face with fingernail marks, bleeding, and my brother cried in pain.

"My sister doesn't cry, my brother doesn't hurt anymore." Anan still coaxed his sister with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"It hurts..." Guo'er looked at her brother's face, blinked her almond eyes, and another pair of tears rolled down.

Anan took out his small handkerchief and wiped away his sister's tears.

The brother and sister comforted each other, they looked pitiful, Ning Xiang felt distressed, wrung out the towel and walked to the edge of the kang, kissed the daughter lying in the brother's arms, and then supported Anan's head, "Don't move, mother, wipe it for you." Face."

Anan nodded, and looked at his mother with phoenix eyes aggrieved.

Ningxiang kissed the boy's forehead first, and then carefully cleaned the wound for him. Anan trembled, and her phoenix eyes looked at the wardrobe in the distance.Guo'er leaned against her elder brother, looked up at her little head to see her mother helping her elder brother to wipe it, then suddenly curled her lips, pointed to the door and said, "Daddy beat me!"

Daddy's house is here, let Daddy go and beat up the person who bullies my brother.

Anan looked nervously at his mother, who didn't like him fighting.

The child was being wronged, how could Ningxiang say those things at this time, she lowered her head to help Anan, "Does it still hurt?"

Anan was in pain, but he shook his head, not wanting to worry his mother and sister.

Ningxiang smiled, and lowered her head to coax her daughter, "Guoer, blow it to my brother, it won't hurt anymore."

Guo'er believed in her mother the most, helped her elder brother to stand up, pouted and blew on his elder brother's face with too much force, and blew some saliva on Anan's face.

Anan wiped it casually, he was already used to his sister's saliva, Guoer didn't take it seriously, and continued to brag to his brother.

Both brothers and sisters stopped crying. Seeing that Anan was bored all the time, Ningxiang lost her previous interest in playing with Guoer. Knowing that the boy was hiding something in her heart, she hugged Guoer in her arms and patted it a few times. The little girl fell asleep soon after crying.

Ningxiang pulled out her daughter's small pillow from the bed, and put her daughter to lie down. When she turned her head, she saw Anan looking at her with hesitation, she smiled, sat cross-legged, patted her legs and called the boy, "Anan, come here. , Mother will also take pictures of you sleeping."

Anan wasn't sleepy, but he hadn't let his mother sleep for a long time. He was very envious of his mother coaxing his sister just now, and now he couldn't resist the temptation, so he obediently walked up to his mother.

Ning Xiang skillfully carried the boy on her lap, and shook it gently like a daughter, she didn't mention the fight, she just looked at the boy softly.

Anan closed his eyes, and the phoenix eyes under the thin eyelids moved uneasily. After trying hard for a while, they opened them again.

"Is there something you want to tell mother?" Ning Xiang asked softly.

Anan pursed her mouth, cried, and rubbed her eyes aggrievedly, "He scolded me for having no mother..."

"That's his fault. Anan has two mothers, but he only has one. His mother is not as good as me. She likes to make new clothes for Anan, doesn't she?" Ning Xiang smiled. The gentle voice is Anan's favorite. of.

Anan looked at the new clothes on his body, thinking that Qiangzi's cousin still had patches on his knees, he felt a lot better.

His mother treated him better.

"He also said that I don't look like Daddy..." After solving one grievance, Anan thought of the second.

"Then Anan said, does my sister look like my father?" Ningxiang asked amusedly.

Anan didn't think too much, shook his head immediately, and said seriously: "My younger sister is like my mother, and my younger sister is as good-looking as my mother."

The son praised her, and Ningxiang raised the boy's chubby hands that had just been wiped clean and kissed, "Yes, my sister looks like a mother, and Anan looks like the mother who gave birth to you, and neither of you looks like a father, so why cry?" Because you don’t cry like daddy, does the younger sister also cry? In fact, our Anan is much prettier than daddy, so mother likes Anan more, and daddy second.”

"Where's my sister?" The child thought differently from the adults, Anan smiled beautifully, and suddenly asked remindingly.

"My mother said that I like Anan the most among men, and my younger sister is a woman." Ning Xiang bumped the boy's head.

Anan is relieved, among men, he likes daddy the most, so uncle should be ranked third in mother's heart.

"Mother, he called me a bastard, what is a bastard?" Anan pursed his lips and asked the last grievance.

Ningxiang was prepared and said angrily: "That's a curse, just like a dung beetle, Anan, don't trust him, he is a bad boy, he curses people."

Hearing that the wild species is similar to dung beetles, Anan was furious, he doesn't stink at all!

"I want to tell daddy!" the boy stared at the phoenix eyes and said.

The little guy rarely complained to his father, and when he did, he would be very angry.

"Well, Anan, go to bed first. Daddy should come back when he wakes up. Let Daddy make decisions for you." Ning Xiang continued to coax.

Anan was relieved, hugged his mother with his small arms, and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

After sleeping for a while, Anan opened his eyes and saw that he was lying next to his younger sister when he heard the voice of the kitchen mother talking to Cuiya. A piece of handkerchief, kept to pick up my sister's saliva.

Anan looked at his sister's cute face, and suddenly felt a little sad when he thought of what others scolded him.

He didn't want to imagine his dead mother, he just imagined a gentle mother, like a mother with his younger sister.

It was not the first time for a five-year-old boy to hear about his life experience, but it was the first time he understood the difference between him and his sister.

At noon, when Lu Cheng came back, Ning Xiang gave her son several looks in a row, signaling him to complain to his father.

In the yard, Lu Cheng heard his wife talk about what happened in the morning, and waited for his son to take the initiative.

Anan didn't want to talk about it, although he couldn't tell why.

"Sister, come here, let's play ball." Pretending not to see his mother's eyes, Anan grabbed the cotton bag and walked to the southeast corner of the kang, the place farthest from his parents.Guo'er was fine, so she happily ran to her brother and threw cotton bags with him.

Lu Cheng looked at his wife suspiciously.

Ning Xiang didn't understand what Anan was thinking, so she quietly asked Lu Cheng to find a chance to chat with her son alone.

Before the meal, Ningxiang carried her daughter to the latrine to clean up, Lu Cheng hugged her son on his lap, and asked him how he got the injury on his face.

Anan finally opened his mouth, and Lu Chengzhen took his son to the west of the village to settle accounts with Qiangzi's second uncle's family.

Anan really doesn't look like him. It wasn't obvious when he was two or three years old. Now everyone can see that Anan doesn't look like Miss Feng at all. I don't know who started it. Gossip gradually spread in the village, saying that Miss Feng is not good. Well, there may be several men who said that he was cuckolded before marriage...

If Lu Cheng didn't take this matter seriously, there would be more gossip.

So when he arrived at Qiangzi's second uncle's house, Lu Cheng spoke in an unpleasant tone, threatening that if Qiangzi's cousin dared to talk nonsense, he would beat his father.

He is tall and big, and his family has money, so the other party chose to swallow his anger and did not talk back.

Lu Cheng calmed down, let his son ride on his neck, and swaggered back.

Then at noon, Anan ate half a bowl of rice more than usual, the little guy was happy, his father stood up for him.

But after this incident, Anan no longer wanted to go out to play. Except for a few relatives, Anan stayed at home to coax her younger sister. Seeing Ningxiang worried, she couldn't think of a way to enlighten her.

"He doesn't like it, let's not force it, the third brother did the same when he was a child."

Lu Cheng's mind is not as delicate as Ning Xiang's, so he doesn't think this is a big problem.

Ning Xiang sat at the door of the stove, looking at Anan who was pushing a wooden cart to coax her sister in the yard, feeling inexplicably uneasy in her heart.

She hoped that Anan would never understand those things and be carefree forever, but the child would grow up eventually, and she couldn't control it.

Ning Xiang is also relatively free, she has nothing to do except take care of the children, of course her mind is on the children, and then the Lu brothers quickly found a job for her.

At the beginning of August, Lu Yan came back from the capital and brought a lot of gifts, especially good things for Ningxiang.

"Second brother is too expensive, I don't need such a good material." Ning Xiang looked at the two smooth and bright silks and satins that Lu Yan brought in, and scolded him distressedly, "What can't be done with the money, don't do it again next time." Waste of money."

Lu Yan glanced at his elder brother, smiled, and looked at her flatteringly, "Sister-in-law, I actually want to ask you for a favor."

Ning Xiang was stunned for a moment, and asked doubtfully, "What's the matter?"

Lu Yan's face is not thin, but in front of his sister-in-law, he still blushed a little, rubbed the back of his head and said, "I, I like Ayu, sister-in-law, can you go and find out about my aunt for me?"

Zhou Yu?

Ning Xiang's eyes widened in shock.

Aren't these cousins ​​rivals before? When did they get married?

(End of this chapter)