The businesswoman of the poor family is reborn

Chapter 3 The Poor and Warm Home
Mo Xiaoqian ignored it and just quietly looked at the proud little princess.Is the gap between them just because Jiang Ruoxue's family is rich?

"Teacher is here!" Someone yelled, and the girls looked at each other, with panic flashing across their faces.

Contrary to Mo Xiaoqian's disapproval, Jiang Ruoxue was a little scrupulous, she frowned, stepped on her face with her foot, and said bitterly: "Remember, don't get close to Yunfeng, otherwise I will hit you once we meet !Walk!"

A few girls walked away high-spiritedly, Mo Xiaoqian opened her sore eyes, the midday sun covered most of it with a few shadows, and the corners that occasionally leaked out still showed incomparable enthusiasm.

All the bones in his body were about to fall apart, so he could only lie quietly like that, with the movement of raising his head, he just had a good look at a corner that was not easy to be found, and the corner of his mouth twitched lightly: "Have you seen enough drama?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, your eyes are quite poisonous." The boy in a white shirt and jeans jumped down from a tree, his narrow and long eyes widened with a smile, making them look smaller, and his two pencil eyebrows raised high, with a bit of a smile on his face. Ruffian, thin mouth, always has a faint taste of alienation.

Although I don't like him, it cannot be denied that this is a beautiful boy in comics.In the small town of Fugui, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Jiang Ruoxue, Yun Feng, and this one in front of him are all people who shouldn't be in this small place.

"Don't have that expression, I saved you anyway." The boy grinned and looked at her, "My name is Song Ran."

It was true that he helped her, but he only opened his mouth when he saw that she was about to be beaten to death.If you really want to help, why wait until now.

Mo Xiaoqian pursed her lips until she regained some strength before getting up staggeringly.Relying on the route I remembered, I tightened my schoolbag on my shoulders and limped towards the dormitory.

"Hey, are you leaving like this?" Song Ran's voice came from behind.

Mo Xiaoqian remained silent, did she still think about her?Thank you Dade, sorry, she can't do this to this pig!
No matter how indifferent it is, rebirth after a catastrophe is a happy thing.Although it didn't happen to be beaten by a group, fortunately, his face was not affected and he was still able to see people.

The roommates had already returned home in twos and threes. Mo Xiaoqian simply packed up her things and left the campus with her schoolbag on her back. She walked for three or four hours.

In the quiet village, there are occasional dogs barking and geese chirping, accompanied by the sound of "bang bang" beating rice, everything is strange and familiar.

It's been a long time, I didn't expect to see you again, I don't know my parents at home, how are you doing now?
Returning home is like an arrow, almost running home. The sun in autumn is warm and cold. As far as the eye can see, the heavy rice is golden. The harvesters wipe the sweat from their foreheads, bow their heads and bend over to continue farming Meter.

It seems that since her father died of cancer and her mother passed away due to depression, she no longer appeared in the lonely home. This is her farthest hometown.

After walking for a while, a familiar and lively eight-year-old boy approached. Mo Xiaoqian's eyes lit up, and she was about to say hello, but the boy fell to the ground without any warning, his limbs were stiff and convulsed, and white foam was spitting out of his mouth. .

Mo Xiaoqian's pupils shrank, and she hurried over.

A slender shadow was even faster, hugging the twitching boy long ago, trying to help him smooth his limbs, calling softly: "My child, my child!"

That was the mother who was miserable, and that was the younger brother who suffered from childhood epilepsy. Those scenes that had left his own life and then reappeared were extremely unreal in a trance.Mo Xiaoqian's eyes were full of tears, she didn't dare to speak, she didn't dare to approach.

The dream is as weak as a bubble, afraid that it will burst if it is poked lightly.

"Xiaoqian, what are you doing here? Go home." Mo Yu stopped convulsing after an unknown period of time, and when he regained some strength, Mu Chunhua took his son's hand and came over with a tired smile on his face.

"Mom!" My heart was sour, tears rolled in my eyes, and finally I couldn't help it, rolling down.

"This child, it's hard to go home, why cry?" Mu Chunhua shook his head, a child was already exhausted from tossing around, and didn't notice Mo Xiaoqian's strangeness.

In these years, all the savings in the family have been exhausted in order to treat his younger brother's illness. In this era of poor economic development, even food and clothing are still a problem.

The house is just a temporary earthen wall, but fortunately it is covered with fired tiles, a wooden door made of several planks, and a solid earth floor. Everything is simple.

However, in the small yard of the half-divided land, the peach tree that later produced peaches was still shaking its weak body to welcome the wind and rain. A row of bare holly trunks were inserted into the ground to form a fence. It is said that this thing is extremely vigorous, even if It is a branch, as long as it is in the soil, it will re-root and grow branches.

When he came to the door, he saw a woman in her fifties with a square scarf wrapped around her hair wandering in the dirt yard. Mu Chunhua froze and flinched instinctively. After hesitating for a while, she walked over.

"Mom, why are you here?"

"Jiang Qiang is not at home. I'm here to see what you, mother and son, need help with." Chang Cuiyu said, a bit of uneasiness flashed across her gully-covered face, her small eyes narrowed, seeing Mo Yu and her Empress Mo Xiaoqian, who was behind her, had a look of disgust in her eyes, and said: "But it seems that you are doing well, and there is nothing for me to do. It's noon, and the pigs at home haven't been fed yet, so Mom is leaving first."

Mu Chunhua nodded silently, and made way sideways.

Mo Xiaoqian really didn't want to call her "grandma", so she kept silent.This woman, since Mo Xiaoqian was sensible, has only seen her constantly asking for money from her son and wife, and also likes to gossip, and even loves to take advantage of others and sow dissension. She is a well-known villain in the village.

I still remember that when Mo Jiangqiang was seriously ill in the previous life, this mother never took care of him for a day, until her relatives were too busy to take care of him, and asked her to wipe his son's body with medicinal wine, but she was still worried that the medicinal wine would hurt herself , "accidentally" dropped it... When the family was poor for a long time, that bottle of medicinal wine was worth astronomical prices.

The most outrageous thing was her son. Not only did she not see any sadness, but she even went to the poor daughter-in-law's place to secretly move the few pieces of furniture.

Witnessing this series of events, Mo Xiaoqian could no longer develop a good impression of this kind-hearted grandma.A superb and indifferent woman, not to mention getting along, just seeing her makes people uncomfortable.

"Mom, she usually doesn't care about us, what are you doing here now?" Seeing Chang Cuiyu walking away, Mo Xiaoqian asked in a low voice.

"I don't know." Mu Chunhua smiled wryly, as if he was not surprised by the situation, took out the key and opened the door, "If you are hungry, the rice is in the jar and you can cook it yourself."

The family was so impoverished that the division did not give away many real things. Mo Xiaoqian nodded, put down the schoolbag in her hand, picked up the rice pot to fill the rice for cooking, but found that there were no more than half a fistful of rice grains in the rice bag.

(End of this chapter)