Pastoral elegance: the shocking little peasant girl

Chapter 97 Michong's Dream (Gageng)

"Oh..." Tian sighed deeply, she also wanted to set up a single household, but the ten taels of silver in her hand was not enough.

Hearing Tian's sigh, Tian Xiaohe scratched his sticky fingers, looked back at the two of them, and suddenly asked: "Aunt Wang, is the independent household just like you? Can you really be with that old woman?" Completely broke off the relationship, and never communicated with each other?"

"You child, Mrs. Lu is always your grandma, don't keep saying the disrespectful title of 'old woman', it will ruin your reputation."

Wang Xiaojun glanced at her, corrected her like an elder, and then nodded and said, "Auntie doesn't know anyone in the village at all, so of course they don't have much contact with each other, but your family is different, setting up a separate household is just a real way Leaving the mansion doesn't mean we can completely sever ties with them, and the etiquette during festivals and festivals is still indispensable."

As Wang Xiaojun spoke, he was very suspicious in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "Xiaohe, do you really want to break up with your grandma and the others? Do you know that breaking up with your grandchildren is not good for you grandchildren? Moreover, if Xiaodou studies in the future Literacy will also affect his participation in the children's examination to obtain fame, and breaking the relationship will cut off his future."

When Wang Xiaojun said this, Tian also turned to look at her, doubts arose in her heart again, why did her daughter mutter that her mother-in-law is not her father's biological mother?Why did she repeatedly say that she wanted to distance herself from her grandma?
Moreover, Mrs. Lu seems to avoid talking about it every time, and will never break ties with their family at all, but has the reputation of slandering younger generations by threatening that Xiaohe is not her own?
Tian Xiaohe opened his mouth, blinked his eyes hard, thought quickly, and said with a naive expression: "My father has beautiful features, neither like an old woman nor like old man Qian, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a family , it's better to verify your integrity, get rid of that family of scum, and live a peaceful life."

Hearing the word "slag", Wang Xiaojun couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. This child has changed a lot. Not only does he no longer call grandpa and grandma, but he even uses such bad words as "slag". What a girl. Looks are gone.

"Your father has already gone, how can you prove it now? You are still young, and you think things too naively." Wang Xiaojun shook his head slightly, and comforted him, "You should go out less in the future, and take a detour earlier when you see them." Yes, a good man doesn’t suffer from immediate losses, don’t always go up to head-on, do you understand?”

"Well, thank you for your advice, auntie." Tian Xiaohe nodded, but he didn't care about it, so he took a detour?That would only make Lu Shi and the others feel that they are easier to bully, right?Even if you can't touch it head-on, you have to touch it, let them know that you are not an easy-to-handle persimmon, but a cat with only a temper and long claws.

"Auntie, what is the legislation on single households? Apart from the house and yard, what other conditions are there?" Tian Xiaohe turned his head and returned to the topic again.

Now she really wants to have a house of her own, where she can do what she wants freely, such as: go back to the house to count the money, and enjoy the happiness and joy of becoming a local tyrant. Originally, she was thinking To be a Michong, but the life in front of her is an extravagant hope for her; besides, she can also wait for herself to grow up and see a local tyrant come and pounce on her, and she can also fulfill Michong's dream.
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ps: Xiaodie came back late today, the addition of 500 new charges has been completed, don't wait until 0 o'clock.

Tomorrow, the title of the book may be changed to "Spring Scenery in the Field: Throw Down the Local Tyrants and Make Steamed Buns"

(End of this chapter)