Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 1 Lost the Gamble

Little Qian walked gently to the kitchen door of the school with a basket on his back, took the sister-in-law out of the basket and put it on the threshold, and whispered: "Man Bao, you just sit here, Sister-in-law will cook for a while. Take you home again."

  Man Bao nodded obediently, and when her sister-in-law turned and entered the kitchen, she ran towards the classroom next to her with short legs.

The child inside is reading "Thousand Characters" under the leadership of her husband. Man Bao is familiar with dragging a stone and placing it under the window, then stepping on the stone and looking inward, staring at it with star-like eyes. Look inside.

  Sitting not far from the window, Bai Erlang shook his head and noticed Man Bao’s gaze, so he secretly turned his head and gave her a fierce look.

  Man Bao stared back unwillingly, and made a face at him.

  White Erlang's eyes widened angrily. The husband just walked by, patted his head lightly with his hand, and reprimanded: "Be serious."

  Man Bao couldn't help but look at him. He was very happy. Seeing her husband look over, he winked at him mischievously.

  The gray-bearded gentleman couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. He ignored her and let her lie down at the window and listen to them reading.

Mr.: "Today we are going to learn the last paragraph of "Thousand Characters", Mao Shishuzi, Gongmingyanxiao, Nianzhi every reminder, Xihui Langyao, ... loneliness and ignorance, foolishness, etc., it is ridiculous that the language will help. "

  The students read one sentence after another. Man Bao stood outside the window and yelled with the little milk. The voice was quite loud, and the students in the classroom were used to it. They shook their heads and followed their husband.

Man Bao began to recite the "Thousand Characters Essay" since he was able to speak. This text has been memorized a long time ago. Seeing that his husband put down the book and let the pupils repeat it by himself, he paced to the older children on the other side to teach them other things, Man Bao So he jumped off the stone and ran to the husband's residence.

When Mr.    waited for the announcement of the end of school and pacing back to the house next door, he saw that Man Bao had dragged the broom to sweep the front door, and was sitting on the ground to sort out the manuscripts he had lost.

  Seeing Mr. come back, Man Bao happily showed him the manuscript that had been sorted out, "Look, sir, all the backs are still usable."

  "This is a waste of writing when I wrote it. Take it back if you want it."

  Man Bao shook his head, "Can the back be used to practice calligraphy, sir, you first use it to practice calligraphy, and I will take it back when the back is also full."

Mr.    but she could only take the manuscript and put it on the table. He pointed to another pile of manuscripts filled with words and said: "Take these back. If you don't understand any words, just ask me."

  Man Bao responded happily, folded the stack of paper in his arms, and happily jumped to the kitchen to find her sister-in-law.

  Xiao Qian’s food has been prepared, and he is preparing food for the children.

  Man Bao sneaked into the kitchen, said hello to his sister-in-law, and brought her husband’s food to him.

Mr.    pointed to the opposite mat and said, "Sit down and use it together."

  Man Bao shook his head, "I'll go to the kitchen to eat in a while. This is sir's, sir, let's eat."

Mr.    did not reluctantly, took a piece of meat and handed it to her mouth. Man Bao ate happily, but couldn't sit still here, and ran out after playing for a while.

Mr.    smiled and shook his head, and did not call her.

  Man Bao ran to the kitchen, and when Xiao Qian saw her, he scraped the leftover rice at the bottom of the pot and put it in a bowl for her to eat.

  Man Bao obediently grabbed the pot and stuffed it in his mouth, and also broke a piece of it into his sister-in-law’s mouth, Xiao Qian’s smiled and pushed while eating, "You eat, you eat, there is not much."

  It’s just a pot of rice, and the rice crusts are just a little bit. If too many rice crusts are burned and the students can’t eat enough, she may get rid of her work.

  Xiao Qian has been a cook in the school for three years, and he knows this very well.

  Mr. Zhuang is a teacher invited by Mr. Bai, the landlord of the village. This school is also a school built by the Bai family, who donated money from the village.

Mr. Zhuang started teaching here with his old wife and children. Because there were children from two nearby villages who came here to study, they were not able to go home for dinner at noon. Mr. Zhuang felt sorry for them because they were hungry. Every student is monthly. Collect six catties of rice and pay another 30 cents to have lunch in the school.

At the beginning, the kitchen of the school was in charge of Mr. Zhuang’s old wife. She and the villagers bought some vegetables, and some rice brought by the students, and occasionally bought some meat, chopped and boiled for everyone to eat, leaving only two per month. Thirty cents, the right to be your own hard work.

Parents have an account in their hearts, and they also know that Mr. Zhuang does this without making their money. He is totally pitying the students. The children have to eat when they go home, so they are very happy to give this ration, even the students from the village. Meters come.

Later, Mr. Zhuang’s old wife passed away from a serious illness, and his grandchildren were also brought to live in the city by his son and daughter-in-law, so he was left alone to teach here. Little Qian was invited to be the cook.

When the white landlord found out, he asked Xiaoqian to return the money to Mr. Zhuang. He took out the money to invite Xiaoqian, and took over all the money and rice handed in by the students, so that Mr. Zhuang could teach with peace of mind.

At that time, Man Bao was only eight months old and could not even walk. The main task of the little Qian was to take care of the three heads of Man Bao and his youngest son, so he often carried the two children in the basket and carried them to the school kitchen, occasionally from the pot. Pinch out a rice ball for two people to eat, and raise them very well.

  It’s just that Santou is now four years old. He doesn’t like to come to school and prefers to play with his brothers and sisters, so now only Man Bao is with Xiao Qian.

  Although it is just a little bit of rice glutinous rice every day, it also raises Man Bao fat in vain. He doesn't look like a farmer’s child at all, let alone Zhou’s.

  Manbao and his sister-in-law finished dividing the pots and pans, washed the pots and bowls, and went home bouncely.

  Little Qian wanted to put her in the back basket, Man Bao was not happy, ran aside and said: "I will go by myself, I can go by myself."

  Little Qian didn’t force her, "Okay, you go by yourself, don’t fall."

"I'm already an older child, and I won't fall." Man Bao screamed and ran forward, and she saw a group of people around the door of her house from a long distance. She was about to rush over happily when she heard from inside. With a scream, she was shocked.

  Little Qian found out something was wrong earlier than she did, so he hugged her and rushed forward.

  The crowd of onlookers saw Xiao Qian’s and immediately gave way, “The Zhou’s sister-in-law is back, let us go, let us go.”

   "Sister-in-law Zhou, your fourth uncle lost the gambling, and someone came to the door."

There are whistleblowers, and some gloat, "The owe is not young or old. It seems that the old Zhoutou's posture is to kill the child. Sister Zhou quickly persuade me. If you don’t have the money, you can earn it. Is gone."

  Little Qian's heart trembled, and he squeezed the crowd to go home, and saw that the fourth uncle was being pressed to the ground by the second and third son, and the father-in-law was holding a pole to greet him.

And there were a dozen strangers standing in the yard. The leading one had a bad expression and interrupted Old Man Zhou's angrily and said, "Master Zhou, you just killed your son, and you have to pay me back today, otherwise. Wouldn't our brothers walk over the mountains in vain?"

Man Bao broke free from the little Qian’s arms and ran to her father to look at her unbelievable fourth brother and the people around him. He frowned and asked, "Father, how much did the fourth brother bet? money?"

The headed young man looked at Man Bao in amazement, and said, "Master Zhou, your daughter looks good. If you don’t have money at home, you can use the child to pay for it, although she’s a little bit younger. But we don’t mind."

  The old man Zhou was very angry. He pushed his daughter directly behind him and said angrily: "If you want someone to drag the beast away, he will pay the money he owes."

On Thursday Lang cried and yelled: "Father, daddy, you save me, daddy, I really don’t dare anymore, I don’t dare anymore, if you want them to drag me away, they will kill me. It will really kill me."

The young man headed by    glanced at Old Man Zhou, sneered, and directly stretched his foot on Chu Lang’s hand and smashed him. Chu Lang screamed.

Seeing that Old Man Zhou's complexion became more and more pale, he smiled with satisfaction, "Isn't it only fifteen taels of silver? Look at your new house, it doesn't look like you have no money, no matter how bad, there are so many girl movies. , Just sell me two, but I said in advance, now the girl's film is not worth money, it must be your little daughter in it, otherwise, it will only be three or five, and there are not four that can’t be sold. ."

  As soon as these words came out, Xiao Qian and Feng were so scared that they pulled their daughter back, and the two of them had daughters in the family.

Old man Zhou was so angry that his hands and feet trembled, and Chu Lang was also shocked and scared, and almost couldn't help peeing on his pants. He could only grab the corner of his clothes with the other hand that was not stepped on, and begged: "Father. , Dad, save me, save me, I really don’t dare anymore, never dare anymore..."

  Tuesday Lang, who held him, couldn't help but reach out and beat him. It was only a long time at home, and he was completely ruined by him.

  And he has two daughters, if he really wants to sell children...

  Tuesday Lang thought of this, and beat him harder, "Tell you to be disobedient, and tell you to disobey."

  Thursday Lang hugged his head and begged for mercy.

  Man Bao looked at him, his mouth was tightly pressed, and he turned to look at her three nieces, then turned and ran into the house.

  Her mother Qian is leaning on the bed and stroking her chest, while the sixth brother is supporting her worriedly.

  Her mother's health has been bad, but now she is probably scared.

  Man Bao ran over and asked, "Mother, how much money does our family have?"

  Qian opened his eyes to look at this little girl, and couldn't help wiping tears, "What are you asking about?"

   "Is the money enough to repay the debt?"

  Qian cried: "Thousands of knives, you should have drowned when you gave birth to your fourth brother. The family is full of calculations, and it’s still four or two."

  Man Bao asked: "Then let them drag the fourth brother away?"

  "They went all the way over the mountain. If they don't pay a penny, they can beat your fourth brother to death if they can't get out of the village. Can we still bear to watch him die?"

  Qian understands this truth, and it is even more impossible for Lao Zhoutou to not understand it. Now it is just reluctant.

  Man Bao emphasized with a serious face: "You can't sell your niece."

  Qian clan touched her head and said, "If you don’t sell it, you will sell your 4th elder brother instead of selling them, that wicked animal."

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