A Handbook of Happiness for Small Farmers

Chapter 92 White Bread
Although Village Chief Si didn't notice Qin Keer's abnormality before, he was not a stupid person. After thinking about it, he had already guessed, "You don't want to show Aunt Qin's throat, do you?"

"Grandpa Village Chief, what's wrong? Can't you?" Qin Ke'er blinked her big eyes and looked at Village Chief Si innocently.

Unable to explain why, Village Chief Si's heart trembled violently. The girl's eyes seemed innocent, but there was a fuzzy feeling in her heart.Although Village Chief Si has been the village chief for more than 30 years and has met many people, even with the eyes of an adult, there are not many who can make him feel this way.

"Okay, okay, cough, why can't it work. It's just that Ke'er, this, this medical treatment costs money, you, where do you have any spare money? Haven't you cultivated those acres of land yet?" the village chief said. I have long heard that Hu Jiren bought land in the village, but he happened to go to another county to attend a wedding a few days ago, so he didn't come over.I planned to come and take a look when I came back, but who knew that I had just arrived home and just had dinner, and before I came, news about Qin Keer's family raising livestock spread.

"Ah, this, it's okay, Master Hu paid us wages, I'll save up, and then I'll go find that Wang Langzhong." Qin Ke'er smiled, looking a little cute.

While they were talking, Hu Jiren and Hu Miaoxiang walked in. The father and daughter were cleaning up the livestock pen just now. It wasn't that Qin Ke'er and the others couldn't clean up, but because they were not villagers from Dongning Village. , How much is not good to listen to anything.Before entering the house, Qin Ke'er secretly passed a message to Hu Miaoxiang, saying that they would like to ask their father and daughter to help watch the situation outside, so that no one can eavesdrop.

At this time, the father and daughter of the Hu family came in, not because of anything else, but because they found someone coming towards this side not far away, and the figure looked like a man.

As soon as they heard that someone was coming, everyone stood up from the kang and went outside one after another.

"Isn't that Qin Dazhuang?" Although the village chief is over 50 years old and his hair is a little gray, his eyes are still good, and he recognized the identity of the person at a glance.

"Qin Dazhuang? Who is it?" Qin Ke'er asked suspiciously, but as soon as she said the words, she felt that something was wrong. This person is also surnamed Qin, could it be her father whom she has never met?

Sure enough, the village chief was stunned when he heard Qin Keer's words, maybe because he thought about Qin Keer's amnesia, he kindly explained: "Kerr, that's your father, Qin Dazhuang."

She was really afraid of something, Qin Ke'er was not afraid of Qin Dazhuang, but she didn't expect that she really guessed right.

Aunt Qin's reaction was a bit strange, not only her body was stiff, but her whole face was also icy. If it wasn't for the warm temperature on her body, Qin Ke'er would have thought that Aunt Qin had turned into a statue at this time.

"Da Zhuang, why are you here?" Chief Si called out.

Hearing the voice of the village chief, Qin Dazhuang hesitated, but quickly rushed forward again, "Village chief, my mother-in-law was splashed with water just now, she might be catching a cold! I have to come and see, what is going on? Who is not afraid of death and poured cold water on my mother-in-law!" Qin Dazhuang's voice was very rough, about the same size as him, and it gave people the feeling of a big water tank, dull.What Qin Ke'er didn't expect was that such a big water tank, upon closer inspection, turned out to be a piece of white bread.

(End of this chapter)