Bai Yingzi often heard the child crying and heard people in the village saying that Sun Yu'e didn't have enough milk, so she quickly squeezed the goat's milk and brought it to her.

Cao Guirong refused to appreciate the kindness of others and stood at the door of the house with his arms crossed and rolled his eyes at them.

"The children of our Wei family are not squeamish. They can still grow up even if they drink rice and rice paste. You don't need to pretend to be kind," Cao Guirong said in a sinister voice.

Bai Yingzi stopped laughing, endured it again and again, and left without turning around. She suppressed her temper and said in a good voice: "What's wrong with the baby you just gave birth to? If I don't have goat milk, then there's nothing to say.

Isn’t this just right? If you can make your children eat better, why do you have to drink rice cereal and rice soup?”

Cao Guirong still had no intention of giving in, and Qingyang was so anxious that he stamped his feet.

My own likes and dislikes are more important than my granddaughter. If I let her continue to make trouble about goat milk, it will definitely be dirty!

Mr. Wei is not at home, and no one in the family can persuade Cao Guirong at this moment.

Realizing that he had no other options, Qingyang sneaked to Li Qinglan's house across the street while no one was paying attention.

Li Qinglan also heard the commotion from the Wei family. When Qingyang came over, she was stretching her neck at the door to watch the excitement.

"Auntie, my sister is going to starve to death..."

Before he finished his sentence, tears fell down, leaving two conspicuous marks on his face, which was a bit ridiculous but also very pitiful.

She wasn't acting, and she didn't mean to be miserable. She really couldn't help it.

It's so difficult. It's really hard for the girls of the Wei family to live a good life.

People have to use scheming and tricks to keep the goat milk they bring to their doorsteps. To what extent do they have to do it to make them pay some attention to the girl from the Wei family?

Li Qinglan knelt down and wiped her tears distressedly. Before she could stop her tears, she sighed and said, "You kid is more annoying than your little sister. Stop crying, I'll go to your house and take a look."

As soon as Li Qinglan arrived at Wei's house, Qingyang sneaked back again, and no one saw her go to move reinforcements.

"Hey, is Teacher Bai coming to see the children too? Take a look, Teacher Bai has thought carefully and brought something here. It's embarrassing for me to open my mouth with nothing." Li Qinglan didn't seem to notice this courtyard.

Embarrassed, he said cheerfully.

Just as Cao Guirong was about to speak, Li Qinglan said again: "Aunt, look what I'm saying. My brother and sister can't nurse two children. Why don't you give me the little girl? I will go to Bai's hometown every day to ask for goat's milk, and I will definitely give the little girl milk."

The girl raised her so white and fat."

Cao Guirong repeated the same trick as before, saying that the children of the Wei family were not squeamish and could just drink rice paste and rice soup.

Li Qinglan stabbed him directly with a soft nail: "Auntie, let me tell you, the little girl is more delicate than the little boy. Why don't you feed the little boy rice paste and rice soup, and let the younger siblings nurse the girl?"

Everyone spoke with a loud voice, and now many people from the village were attracted to watch the fun.

Although almost every family values ​​boys more, no one admits it and prefers to say that it is better to have a girl because the girl is well-behaved and obedient and worry-free.

There is a lot of excitement in the Wei family, and the villagers understand what they are saying. They advise Cao Guirong not to be too stubborn and ask her to be nice to her granddaughters. They are extremely hypocritical!

Just when Cao Guirong finally came to the stage, Li Qinglan took the big bowl from Bai Yingzi's hand, walked to Cao Guirong with a smile, and said: "Oh, you guys should stop talking, my aunt understands the truth better than you, it's okay for me to feel wronged.

You cannot wrong your children."

After saying that, she put the big bowl into Cao Guirong's hand. Cao Guirong half-pushed it, and then the goat milk spilled out.

No matter what, I finally picked it up!

In the end, only half the bowl of goat milk fell into Qingyun's hands.

Freshly squeezed goat milk cannot be drunk directly. It must be boiled first, and Qingyun will definitely have to do this job.

Cao Guirong was so angry that he finally broke out while eating.

First he asked Qingyun to get off the table because the table was crowded, then he kicked her out because Qingxia was making loud noises while eating, and finally he asked Qingyang to get out because he was clumsy while eating...

The three sisters squatted under the eaves in front of the house, which was pitiful and funny at the same time.

"Are you hungry?" Qingyun asked softly.

Qingxia and Qingyang nodded dullly.

Qingyun lowered his voice, but smiled and said to his two sisters: "I threw a few potatoes into the pit while my grandma was not paying attention, and took them out to eat when they went back to the house to sleep."

Qingyun just doesn't talk much, but she actually has a plan in mind.

She had guessed from the previous commotion that Cao Guirong would take it out on them, and she would definitely be hungry at night, so she made preparations in advance, otherwise she would really be hungry until tomorrow morning.

While he secretly admired the eldest sister for being smart, Qingyang also felt very sorry for the eldest sister, the second sister and herself.

If this kind of thing hadn't happened many times, why would a twelve-year-old girl be allowed to scheme like this just for a few potatoes?

Before she could finish her sigh, Qingxia's elbow hit her, almost knocking her down.

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't you listen? Jing Kangkang called you." Qingxia said.

Who is Jing Kangkang? I seem to have some impression, but also very vague.

Just as I was wondering, I suddenly heard the cautious voice of a boy coming from the yard next door.

"Yangyang, Yangyang..."

In her memory, even the eldest and second sister with whom she had the closest relationship had always called her Qingyang, and she vaguely remembered that only one person had called her "Yangyang".

Looking around following the sound, I saw a boy with a tiger-like head squatting next to Jing Laosan's house next door.

That's right, it's him, Jing Kangkang - the child who will fall into the ice cave with Uncle Jing next spring.

Most of the children in the village buried their noses and wiped their noses directly on their sleeves, so their sleeves were as dirty as blacksmiths and shiny.

But Jing Kangkang was different. He wore similar clothes to the children in the village, but he was clean from head to toe, which made him very popular.

Seeing that she was squatting there without moving, Jing Kangkang shouted again: "Yangyang, come here..."

Qingyang walked over and squatted in front of Jing Kangkang with the stick between him.

"What are you doing?" Qingyang asked.

Jing Kangkang looked at her face and frowned: "You are so stupid, your nose is rubbing against your face."

There is nothing to be embarrassed about with a child, Qingyang quickly rubbed his face.

It's a real miotai. It can even make mud when you dry rub it. It hurts when you rub your chapped face, but there is absolutely no crack in your nose.

"The more you rub, the more you will die!" Jing Kangkang said with disgust.

"What are you doing?" Qingyang was a little annoyed by what the child said and asked angrily.

Jing Kangkang took out an egg from his coat pocket and passed it along the slit of the stick.

"My mother cooked two for me and one for you."

How could she ask for someone else's eggs for no reason?

She didn't want it, so Jing Kangkang kept holding out his hand, stubborn as hell.

Qingyang asked in confusion: "Why do you have to give it to me?"

Jing Kangkang pursed his lips and whispered a little aggrievedly: "The last time you asked me for eggs, we agreed that if there were children in the village who bullied me, you would help me beat them up. You don't mean to keep your word, do you?"

Wei Qingyang:...

I really didn’t expect that I was so thoughtful when I was a child, that I would deceive a stupid boy for eggs.

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