Dressed Like a Pretty Daughter-in-law From the 1970s

Chapter 12 No distinction between four and six

Chen Sike curled his lips and said, "You heard me right, those little guys live in a shack. Their father is the owner of the house. They don't know what they have done. The village chief keeps it a secret."

Qi Yunlan was shocked, "Well, that house has three children? Yes, I saw that he was quite young yesterday. How old was he when he got married and had children?"

"Qi Zhiqing, you can't make a principled mistake!" Chen Sike suddenly covered her mouth, looked at the people around him, and said in an extremely low voice: "Fang Yuan is good-looking, but he has three children. , even if he lives in the bullpen, you can’t even take a second look at him.

There has never been a fight in our village, but no one can tell what will happen in the future. There are many divorces and divorces, and everyone wants to hide from them. Why do you want to get involved?

An Zhixia can’t figure it out, let’s just laugh at it. "

Qi Yunlan glanced at the three children again, nodded and let Chen Sike pull her to continue shopping.

Her thoughts were a little confused. She had come here after all the calculations. She just wanted to rely on her experience in her previous life to get close to a potential stock in advance. However, she didn't expect that the cold man on TV had three children. Didn't it mean that he was so poor that all he had left in his life was money, and all his blood relatives were **** in this era?

 Before she came, she had thought of many ways to get close to him, but she was not mentally prepared to be a stepmother. The infinite longing for the future was suddenly shattered, and Qi Yunlan suddenly didn't know how to choose. On the one hand, he accompanies the boss of the Fang Group to endure hardships, raise children, and start a business from scratch; on the other hand, he maintains the self-esteem and spiritual obsessiveness that he last protected in his previous life.

Zhixia didn’t know the hostess’s inner conflict. As soon as she left the stall, her daughter-in-law and aunt pulled her to sell her products.

"Hey, Xiao An educated youth, I am from He Qing's family in Hetang Village. You can just call me Sister-in-law Qing. Look at our eggs. They are big and fresh. The eggs inside are red. There are fifty in this basket. Let me count them for you. How about two dollars delivered to your doorstep?"

"Put it down, He Qing's family. You only have one old hen that can lay eggs. This kind of chicken can't be seen in the sky. I don't know how many relatives and bad guys these fifty eggs have passed!" She doesn't want to eat them, and she specializes in tricking young educated youths." An aunt pushed her away and handed her basket of duck eggs forward: "Girl, look at the duck eggs in my aunt's house. The salted duck eggs are guaranteed to be tender and delicious! How about giving you this basket for one dollar?”

“You old thing,” the Aqing family member said, his face red with anger and he also touched the other person’s shorts: “You don’t even raise ducks at home, where do you get duck eggs...”

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, An Zhixia dwarfed and squeezed out of the crowd. He quickly walked a few steps and disappeared, leaving only a group of wives and mothers in the village sighing.

An Zhixia also learned something from their conversation. It turns out that eggs will go bad if left for a long time. She thought it would last three to five months, but now she didn't trust anyone. Taking advantage of the crowd, she directly transferred the eggs, duck eggs, and quail eggs from the supermarket to the basket on her back.

 She also bought some dried vegetables, meat, fruits, grains, etc. Fortunately, she had reserved a spot with the village's oxcart in advance, otherwise she would not be able to carry so many things back.

When she got home, she had just put her things away when three children carried sacks and brought them to her.

An Zhixia smiled and asked them to wait, then went into the room and poured out a bowl of brown sugar water, "Drink some to warm yourself up."

 The three little guys turned their heads and waved their hands.

On the contrary, Liu Yiyue's two-year-old child came over with his finger in his mouth and said, "Auntie, they don't drink, so I drink."

An Zhixia ignored him and directly put the bowl into the little girl's hand, "You said you saved my sister a dime in fare, but this bowl of water doesn't even cost a penny. When I say thank you, well, Good service!"

When she said this, the three children looked at each other. Finally, the little boy shyly said thank you, and he and the two sisters finished the drink in one sip.

"Brother, sister, it turns out that brown sugar water tastes so good, so sweet..." The little girl blinked her mouth strangely, looking at An Zhixia, her eyes were watery and full of pure joy, not to mention how cute she was.

As soon as Zheng Jiaming saw that he was not responsible, he howled at the top of his lungs. Not only did he howl, he also waved his fist and tried to pounce on An Zhixia: "That's my brown sugar water, you can't give it to them!"

An Zhixia held his collar and frowned. Seeing that there was no movement in the room, she shouted: "Sister Yiyue, your child is crying, come and comfort him."

Liu Yiyue stepped forward with an ugly face, picked up her son, and gave her a hard squeeze. "Why are you crying? Do I need you to eat or drink?"

 The child was so frightened that he closed his mouth and hiccupped.

"You are serious, which brown sugar water is not a rare thing? Children are greedy. If you don't want to give it to my child, just avoid him. What does his two-year-old child know?" Liu Yiyue finished speaking, Still angry, he glared at the three children and said, "You recruited three of them on the first day you came here. Do you want us to live in the cowshed with you? If the people from above come down to do the reckoning one day, we will I couldn't even cry without being tired of you.

 You are not a seven or eight-year-old child, do you have any idea? Don't rely on having a brother to support you. You can mess with anyone regardless of whether you are four or six! "

An Zhixia laughed angrily, "You also know that I don't distinguish between four and six, so from now on, you should take good care of your children and don't annoy me. When the time comes, I will make a mistake and I won't even spend money to see it."

“You,” Liu Yiyue’s eyes widened. He had never seen someone so generous.

"Also, what's wrong with people living in cowsheds? Since they were not sent to labor camps, the organization gave them the opportunity to make corrections under everyone's supervision. The organization did not restrict their freedom. Your rights are better than those of the organization. Still big?”

Liu Yiyue’s face became serious as she hugged her child and returned to the house, “I don’t know what’s wrong!”

“Sister, I’m sorry,” the little boy said awkwardly, before dragging his two sisters and running away.

An Zhixia quickly stuffed the remaining one and a half yuan into the little girl's arms, "Remember, you are not allowed to go fishing by yourself next time. It is too dangerous! You should also watch your brother."

The two little girls nodded repeatedly, smiled at her, and ran out.

It's very cold now. When I woke up in the morning, the water in the tank was covered with a thick layer of ice. An Zhixia locked all the food in the cupboard, and put the fish and meat in the supermarket, preparing to deal with it together when her brother came back.

Eating by myself is enough. I steamed a bowl of rice with dried tomatoes, dried beans, and minced meat on it. I beat an egg and poured some soy sauce on it after it was cooked. It tasted good with both meat and vegetables. It was served with some I got a cup of maldextrin from Nie Yichang, and my little life made the teeth of several people around me sore and itchy.

 (End of this chapter)