Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

"Mother, it's possible for the third brother to give it to us, but don't forget, there is a Yuner girl behind the third brother. That girl is very stingy. It is probably difficult to ask her to give something to our house!"

"The third one keeps so many leftovers for our family? Whom will they not eat?"

"Mother, the third brother's house is now building a house. There are many people who come here. What if you don't give it to us if you eat it?"

Huo Chunhua frowned, and said with a serious face, "How can you do it if you don't give it? Huh, if you really don't give it, then go to them to trouble, use our old Zhao's yard, and get a little reward. Right?"

When Huo Chunhua said this, Feng Changxia's eyes lit up, and she nodded her head quickly in response, "Mother, that is, if you use our yard, you have to be paid, let alone your family. You can't be so stingy with your family. "

"Yeah!" Liang Jinqiao answered lightly.

"Mother, I am going to eat at the table tomorrow, so I don't want to eat leftovers!" Zhao Xinhui pouted.

She has some habit of cleanliness. Whenever so many people moved their chopsticks and ate the rest of the food, she would give him the leftovers. How could she continue to eat.

Huo Chunhua was taken aback for a moment. "Hui'er, how can you go to the table to eat? Your eldest brother and second elder brothers can't do it, only your dad can do it. There is nothing left to eat as long as it tastes good?"

"No, I don't want it, mother, you are really, you know I don't eat leftovers, I want to serve it!"

"You kid..." Huo Chunhua was very helpless, "Hui'er, if you eat at the table, your father can't eat at the table, I think you should stop it?"

"No, mother, I just want to eat, I want to eat!"

Huo Chunhua was very helpless, "Hui'er, this...this doesn't work, or else, I'll let your Sansao leave a little bit of it and not the leftovers. People have never used chopsticks."

Zhao Xinhui still has a calm face, very unhappy, "Mother, I don't care, I don't care if I don't, I just want to eat on the table!"

Zhao Xinhui knows that eating at the table is different. After all, eating at the table is different from eating with leftovers.

You can taste it every time you eat at the table.

"This...this..." Huo Chunhua thought, looking at what Feng Changxia could only say, plus twenty cents, let Zhao Xinhui have a good time.

"Mother, I just want to eat at the table!\'" Zhao Xinhui pulled Zhao Yun'er's sleeves and prayed to Huo Chunhua.

"Okay, it will cost you twenty cents. Huier, go and eat it. You must eat twenty cents back!"

Zhao Xinhui nodded, "Mother, I know, of course I will eat it back!"

"That's fine!"

The others at the dinner table had long been **** off by Huo Chunhua's eccentricity.

They said nothing, Zhao Xinhui's turmoil immediately arrived, how could there be such a reason.

Zhao Wenshui couldn't help but said, "Mother, it's not a bargain for our big men to serve the little girl. The little girl definitely doesn't have the food for us, and the little girl doesn't drink alcohol yet!"

What Zhao Wenshui said was obvious.

Zhao Xinhui can be on the table, why can't they be on the table?

"Okay, don't talk about it, you guys one by one, if you are all on it, where did you get so much money! You know how to care about it, and if your little girl goes there, you will also think about how to be a big brother!"

After being reprimanded by Huo Chunhua, Zhao Wenshui was so scared that he quickly closed his mouth!