Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

Huo Chunhua glared at Zhao Baoshan, "Old man, what are you talking about? It's really not easy for Hui'er to come back. I will kill a chicken and make her some good food, what's wrong?"

"I'll come back when I come back! Whose girl is here to serve so deliciously? It's even more grand than the festival!" Zhao Baoshan snorted lightly, his face full of dissatisfaction.

Huo Chunhua crossed her waist and said, "I said the old man, how can I count as you say, people are people, Hui'er is Hui'er. Who made our Hui'er have the ability to marry a good person! Give us so much Good thing, come back and kill a chicken, can't you just entertain it?"

"Yes, you are what you say!" Zhao Baoshan was too lazy to continue arguing with Huo Chunhua.

"Old man, you have such a bad temper! Hui'er, don't pay attention to your father, he just can't turn his head!"

Zhao Xinhui looked at her parents speechlessly.

Her father was reluctant to kill a chicken for her to eat, so he was naturally unhappy. However, even if Huo Chunhua killed a chicken for her to eat, she was not rare. After spending this good time in Meng's Mansion, chicken was no longer a rare thing for Zhao Xinhui, and she even didn't bother to eat it.

"Mother, don't clean up the house first, and quickly get me a glass of water. I was dying of thirst when I came back on the road. It is really uncomfortable if I don't drink any water on this hot day!" Zhao Xinhui took her sleeve and fanned it. Uncomfortable. There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead at this time.

I feel that the old Zhao’s house is a bit hotter than it is in the Meng Mansion. There is a courtyard specializing in summer heat in the Meng Mansion. People sitting there and resting will not feel too sultry. After this trip, Zhao Xinhui felt bored in the carriage when she rushed back.

Huo Chunhua smiled and responded, "Hao Le, Hao Le, I will bring you water first!"

Speaking, Huo Chunhua went into the room again, took a glass of water, and handed it to Zhao Xinhui.

Zhao Xinhui gurgled a few mouthfuls into her stomach. Although she was not so thirsty, the heat from her body still did not go away.

"Mother, our house is really hot, how can we sleep at night!" Zhao Xinhui complained.

Huo Chunhua smiled and comforted, "It's nothing, it's hot during the day, but it's not so hot at night. Mother can make you a mat and sleep on it!"

"That's still hot!" Zhao Xinhui murmured.

Seeing Zhao Xinhui's appearance now is fascinating, Zhao Baoshan feels mad, and displeased Zhao Xinhui. "I don't know how you lived before. For so many years, the big summer at home has survived, and now I sleep for a while. In the evening, choose one or the other. Since you feel that the heat at home is not good, then you should go back to Meng Mansion! Go back to Meng Mansion and enjoy the blessing!"

"Father..." Zhao Xinhui listened to Zhao Baoshan's scolding and felt that she couldn't hold her face.

Huo Chunhua hurriedly defended the sentence, "Old man, what are you talking about. Huier finally came back, and you let her go? How did you be a dad? To my daughters and daughters!"

Zhao Baoshan breathed heat in his nostrils, "I'm telling the truth, you don't know who she is when you look at her like this.

In Meng's Mansion, she can be a master and be picky. When you come back to her family, what does she mean by picking this and that? Do you want to give us a look? We have to wait on her when we are so old? Things that are not filial, they are nourished! "

After Zhao Baoshan finished the lesson, Huo Chunhua and Zhao Xinhui's faces were suddenly very ugly.