A Rural Life in the 70s

Xiaoqiu carefully, let Wang Limin put a shed on the basket, and let Song Xiulian sew a small mosquito net with a mosquito net cloth, cover it on the basket, so as not to bite the mosquitoes in the ground. A small winter with tender skin. She also used a kettle to put water, along with Xiaodong's bottle of milk powder, the weather is too hot, Song Xiulian is easy to get angry, feed her child with her milk, the child is easy to get angry, it is better to feed the milk during the day.

As for Song Xiulian and their sisters, Xiaoqiu did not forget the sun protection measures. She bought several straw hats in advance, so that Song Xiulian could sew a large circle of curtains on her hat. After wearing it, she could not only cover her face but also cover her neck. . She originally prepared for Weibomei Wei Aimei, but Wei Aimei was too sullen, and Xiaoqiu had to give up.

Xiao Qiu Niang is fully armed. The villagers first felt strange when they saw it. It’s inevitable that they would talk about small words. However, Song Xiulian worked hard and solid, although he could not cut wheat, but the wheat was not left behind. From time to time, I help the people next to me. Xiaoqiu doesn’t need to say that the younger age is not worse than the big girl. Even Xiao Xia has a small basket and he is serious about picking up the wheat ear. Sliding, and gradually, the whisper of the grin is gone.

Only Wang Aiqiao couldn't understand Song Xiulian's girl's beautiful and shaded hat. The straw hats are all really good. There are so many big pieces of cloth that are enough to make her a scorpion...

The woman was really black-hearted, and she did not give her a good dress. She did not give her a piece of clothes. She bought a sewing machine and learned sewing. If it wasn’t Song Xiulian’s woman, she would remember her at home, then she would buy a sewing machine. She will also be sewing. She doesn't have to work every day, she doesn't have to get dark, she can earn points by stepping on the sewing machine at home, and she can have a lot of fabrics to make new clothes...

This person has drilled the horns of the horns, and often they are getting narrower and narrower. They can’t turn around and they don’t turn back. They can only think more and more, and the more they want to hate...

Her eyes glanced at Song Xiulian from time to time, and when she swept Xiaoqiu Xiaoxia, she was also haunted, but in the presence of so many people, she really did not dare to do anything about Song Xiulian and Xiaoqiu Xiaoxia.

There, Xiaoqiu Xiaoxia wore a straw hat and bowed his head. The people with hot weather were panicked, and the sun was shining and fainting. I really didn't bother to pay attention to how Wang Aiqiao was.

As soon as the wheat was cut to the head, Xiaoqiu tied the last piece of wheat into a single piece. Finally, she was able to straighten her waist and wipe her sweat. Before she could catch her breath, she heard the other side of the ground and suddenly there was a tear. The cry of the lungs!

"Little winter?!" Xiaoqiu thought of the younger brother on the ground. When he pulled his foot, he rushed over to the other side. Song Xiulian heard the crying and quickly checked the past, but after all, he slowly took a half-shoot and fell a few steps behind Xiaoqiu.

When Xiaoqiu ran over, Xiaodong was crying and it was already a nose and tears. When he saw Xiaoqiu running over, he immediately succumbed to Xiaoqiu and opened his hand to hug!

Xiaoqiu didn't think about anything, immediately leaned over to hug Xiaodong, Xiaodong hugged in her arms, and she later realized that the small mosquito net covered on the basket was opened aside... She remembered very clearly, she went down to the ground. Before she lived, she carefully pressed the account under the basket. The strength of Xiaodong could not pull the basket to pick up the account...

When the doubts flashed, she took care of her face and took a face for Xiaodong.

Xiaodong was actually very embarrassed. Before she cried so badly, Xiaoqiu picked him up. He cried twice and cried. When he saw Song Xiulian who had rushed over, the little mouth screamed again, but he didn’t cry again. Song Xiulian was sitting under the tree and feeding the water.

Xiaodong handed it to Song Xiulian, and Xiaoqiu looked around the basket. The footprints on the ground were messy, and she and Song Xiulian rushed over and didn't pay attention. There were some footprints on the edge of the basket, but they couldn't see anything different... She went to the basket again, almost a wicker and a wicker touch. In the past, I didn’t find a small wood burr, it shouldn’t be a problem with the basket... Xiaodong’s crying was too sudden, too intense, like being burned by a fire and being needled...

Xiaoqiu didn't give up, and he took out the scorpion in the basket and shook it out. He looked at it in detail and found nothing. There are no foreign objects or insects...

Just when she almost doubted that she thought more, Xiao Dong, who was held in her arms by Song Xiulian, suddenly burst into tears.

Xiaoqiu turned back to the head, but saw Song Xiulian rushing to Xiaodong with a hurry and a look of anxiety and overwhelming.

She rushed over, "Mother, let's take a look at Xiaodong's dirt pants..."

"In the morning, I will use the sifting through the new soil. I shouldn’t have anything!" Song Xiulian said as she continued, but still followed Xiaoqiu’s words and untied Xiaodong’s trousers.

After half a day of work, Xiaodong has already had a urinary sensation. The soil in the soil pants is a little wet. Xiaoqiu does not care about this at all. He stretches in his hand and groped carefully...

For a moment, her fingers tingled a bit, and she couldn’t help but scream: "Hey!"

"Oh, oh, really, something? Did you climb into the worm?" Song Xiulian asked.

Xiaoqiu’s face changed, because her hand was retracted, and the palm of her hand was caught in the palm of her hand!

Xiaodong is actually placed under the banyan tree, but the thorns of the eucalyptus are long and strong, and will not fall off for no reason, and will not pierce the small winter through the account, and it is even impossible to dig into the winter pants of Xiaodong. Xiaoqiu finally found out that it was not one, it was three banyan thorns!

I found the wood thorn, and then went to see Xiaodong, but I saw two eye-catching wounds on the white fat legs, and the surrounding area was already swollen. Song Xiulian couldn't help but cry. Xiaoqiu didn't cry, but she also felt so painful. The younger brother who carefully cared for the passport material was actually hurt by a poisonous hand. It hurts, and it hurts more than she is on her own!

Who is this, can you give this poisonous hand to a baby in a beggar? It’s a mad heart, and it’s black and heartbroken!

"Hey, who is this, so conscience..." Dabo Niang Wei Aimei also came over to see the situation. When she saw the eucalyptus thorns in Xiaoqiu's hands and the wounds of Xiaodong, she immediately screamed.

Such a scorpion, Cheng Haicheng Jiang Chenghe three brothers took the lead to leave the sickle to run over. Wang Limin and Xiao Xia later, the people who cut wheat in the nearby fields were also surrounded.

Xiaoqiu stepped back a few steps and retired outside the crowd. His eyes crossed the crowd that rushed over, and he saw Li Xiuying, who was still moving, and Wang Aiqiao, who was rushing from the other side.

She bit her teeth, and the corner of her mouth provoked a sneer and walked over: "Grandma, my little aunt is stunned, how come?"

"The little fart child is too wide, asks Dao to ask, your little aunt feels that you are not comfortable, and you are going to rest. You are going to tell the captain that you are a little girl wow..." Li Xiuying screamed at the head.