A small peasant girl

Chapter 96 Cheeky Man

Because of the haunting, Xiao Zheng was quiet for a day, but she was restless by nature. After telling Qian about her inner confusion, Qian, who had great powers, found a talisman for her from the bottom of the box, saying that she carried it with her. A hundred ghosts do not enter the body.

With the talisman given by Mrs. Qian, Mrs. Zheng's back straightened up a lot. She had suffered a lot in the second room, and it was not her usual style not to find a chance to get revenge.

"What wind brought my fourth aunt here?" Wen Zi really didn't know that a person's face can be as thick as the sole of a shoe. The quarrel just happened the day before yesterday, but today he came to 'drop in'. The fourth aunt in front of him really didn't have a little heart Shame?
"What's the matter, you don't welcome me?" Xiao Zheng pressed the talisman on his chest with his hand, looked around the yard of the second room as if he had taken a reassurance, and then walked slowly towards the kitchen.

"Fourth Aunt, Wenzi didn't mean that, don't get me wrong." Liu Meihua was afraid that Xiao Zheng would cause trouble, so she could only smooth things over. After the separation, everyone got along so well, and there was a lot of trouble all day long. The dancing was boring, "Aunt Si, sit down, I'll pour you tea."

"I still think this fourth aunt doesn't even have the life to drink tea." Although Xiao Zheng is not a dog, she has a nose with a keen sense of smell. She took a few sniffs and walked directly towards the cabinet.

Opening the cupboard, Xiao Zheng immediately yelled, "What do I think is so delicious? It turns out to be oily residue. No wonder I have been arguing all day to separate the family. This food is almost as good as Lizheng's."

Three black lines floated across Wenzi's forehead, and her patience with Xiao Zheng had reached its limit, like a blown balloon that could be pierced with a thin needle.

"Wenzi." Seeing Wenzi's displeased expression, Liu Meihua hastily reached out and tugged at her sleeve, hinting with her eyes that she should not be too impulsive, "Fourth Aunt really likes to joke, it's just a little greasy residue."

Xiao Zheng ate a few mouthfuls of greasy residue, and his eyes seemed to discover a new world when he saw the steamed buns placed on the upper floors, and without questioning, he picked up one and put it in his mouth, "Hey, this is a steamed bun with flour added, Meihua, you are really willing to do it."

"Eating can't stop you from talking." Wenzi murmured in a low voice. She really couldn't understand Xiao Zheng's behavior as if the leader was inspecting. If Liu Meihua hadn't hinted her to hold back, Wenzi might have already used words to fight with Xiao Zheng. One.

"My little brother is clamoring for food, and he has lost a lot of weight, so let's make some to satisfy his hunger." The steamed buns made from cornmeal alone are a bit dry and not refreshing enough, so Wenzi asked Liu Meihua to add some white flour to it, so that it tastes better. The taste is better.

Xiao Zheng's natal family is not considered a poor family, but there are many brothers and sisters in the family, and a large part of the food is robbed, otherwise it will enter the mouth of the boy, which makes her develop a problem of greed .

Wenzi glanced at Xiao Zheng who couldn't get on the table from the corner of his eyes. The first thing someone enters someone's house is to look for food in the kitchen cupboard. Even if they are relatives, they should restrain themselves because of their affection.

Thinking of the things in her house that had to be hidden like thieves, Wenzi felt very nervous. She thought for a while and said, "Fourth Aunt, Grandma seems to be calling you. I'm afraid she knows that Fourth Aunt is good at handicrafts. You go home and cook them dinner."

"Yeah, I seem to have heard it too." Liu Kang looked at Wenzi's eyes and said in a cooperative way, otherwise there might not be much leftovers of his favorite food.

Seeing Liu Kangdi's quick response, Wenzi couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the little ghost's sensitive reaction, but subconsciously felt a little lost. A four- or five-year-old child is already starting to develop a heart to guard against thieves.

(End of this chapter)