In the afternoon, Su Wanping went to the mountain to cut firewood. Su Yi was reading quietly at home, but Fu was convalescent.

Shi Ye has spent all the money he has given them. In the future, there is no need to make braised pork for them. This day, Su Wanping and Su Yi did not go to the county town. After selling food, they went back to the village with empty burdens.

When they got to the hut, they saw that there was a quarrel in the hut. When they heard the quarrel, they immediately responded and rushed in three steps and two steps.

I saw the second aunt Zhao Qiuhong looking around the room. Fu was very angry.

"Second younger sister, I've been separated from Su Dashan. I have nothing to do with the Su family. I won't pick up embroidery. I'll give back your cloth and thread. You can take it."

Looking at Fu's home, she didn't know who she had borrowed from Fu's home.

Su Wanping stood at the door and blocked the narrow door frame. He asked casually, "are you looking at our silver? If you eat meat every day, your family must have money."

As soon as Zhao Qiuhong heard this, she turned around and stopped to see her niece.

"Did you find it? Are you disappointed? "

Su Wanping stood at the door and blocked her way. Zhao Qiuhong was in a dilemma. Her niece saw her in a dilemma and became angry. "I'm not turning over your money. How do you make money? I'm not rare. I'm turning over my needle and thread."

It's hard to say.

Su Wanping came to Zhao Qiuhong in two steps. She quickly took away the needle and thread from her hand and said to Fu: "mother, how can I say that a man with a fierce heart can't be kind to them. Why should these cloths and needles be given to them? Who can see that they have given you their needles and thread? What evidence does she have?"

After su Wanping finished, she picked up the scissors on the table and cut the cloth without saying a word. Even Fu was stunned. Zhao Qiuhong had no time to stop it. She saw the good cloth written down by hundreds of Wen just like this. The hate was that she could not gouge out a piece of her flesh in her eyes, and pointed to Su Wanping with trembling fingers. "OK, OK, OK, your father will come back. Don't think I will help you Say something good. "

Zhao Qiuhong was afraid that Su Wanping would deal with her with scissors. After all, the niece was so cruel that she dared to kill with a kitchen knife. Now she ran out of the hut and ran to the door of Su's house. When she looked back, she was angry and resentful, and her gums were all broken.

Su Wanping put the cloth and money on the table and looked at the place where the scissors were cut. He could make a garment by sewing it.

"Niang, let's stay and make clothes and wear them to death. It's shameless to take advantage of our absence and dare to turn over things."

At this time, Fu also reflected that she did not blame the daughter who suddenly became strong. On the contrary, she was distressed. If she was not too weak, such a small daughter would not have become so strong.

However, thinking of Su Dashan coming back at the end of the year, Fu was not happy. She touched her daughter's forehead, nodded, and went to the kitchen with a lot of worries.

At lunch time, Su Wanping put the silver he had earned today on the table and calculated that they had made four Liang silver in the past month.

"Niang, I'll go to the village head's house in the afternoon. There's still a piece of meat in the house. I'll take it to the village head."

Fu looked up at her daughter, some puzzled.

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