Rebirth Nine Zero: I rely on metaphysics to be a fool

Before the meal was finished, my second uncle Wei Yongbing hurried over.

"Mom, I just saw Erqi's wife leaving the village, maybe going to the countryside. Pick up anything at home and hide it!" Wei Yongbing said anxiously.

Erqi's wife is the women's director of the village.

As soon as Sun Yu'e came back, she went to the countryside behind. Without thinking, she knew that she was going to spread the news.

Wei Yongjun's family was already very poor. If they didn't even have the farm tools to farm the newly harvested grain, they would really have a hard time.

Grandma slapped her thigh anxiously, stopped eating, cursed and got off the kang to pack her things.

The grain collected in the autumn, the farm tools needed for farming, the cattle that are essential for plowing, the old sows that are about to give birth and a few old hens that lay eggs in the chicken rack in the backyard...

After working hard for more than an hour, I finally arrived at Wei Yongbing's house. Grandma stood in the empty yard chatting loudly to the villagers passing by. She seemed to be in a good mood.

Qingyang vaguely remembered what happened this time, and naturally he didn't take away the hidden things, but he didn't leave any of the things that the Wei family thought would not be taken away!

After all, if you have to live in this family and have nothing, you will suffer, so Qingyang decided to give his family a warning.

After asking around among her family members, she finally set her sights on her grandfather, Mr. Wei Laomo.

Wei Lao Moo may look like an honest person, but in fact he is very cunning, and he is what is often said to be a bad person.

On the surface, it was Cao Guirong who had the final say in the family, but in fact, it was Mr. Wei who encouraged her to do many things.

One of the old couple is the strategist who causes trouble behind the scenes, and the other is the general who charges into battle. The division of labor is clear.

Wei Laomo was squatting under the eaves smoking his pipe pot. Qingyang squatted next to him and asked with his big eyes stupidly: "Grandpa, are the firewood and the pot okay? There is no firewood and pot.

I won’t have anything to eat tonight.”

Mr. Wei squinted his eyes and glanced at the sun hanging in the eastern sky. He took a deep breath of cigarette and exhaled before replying perfunctorily: "Don't think blindly. Go inside and help your mother look after your brother."

Qingyang didn't move.

"I heard from my uncle that someone in our village had their quilts and mattresses taken away. How could they take away the quilts and mattresses but not the firewood and pots?" Qingyang asked in a daze.

Wei Laomo stopped smoking his pipe and pot, and frowned deeply.

After thinking for a moment, Mr. Wei called his uncle Wei Yongmin to him and ordered him to hitch an ox cart and move all the firewood outside and the pots and pans in the house.

There was a lot of firewood at home, and the oxcart had to be pulled several times. Wei Laomo asked Qingyun and others to take bowls, plates, chopsticks, water, ladles and other small objects to nearby people with whom they were well connected, and asked them to help hide them.

Li Qinglan lives diagonally across from the Wei family, so this is a perfect opportunity to get close to him.

Li Qinglan is a senior citizen, and all her brothers and sisters above her are already married.

She originally lived in this house with her parents, but then her parents died and she lived here alone.

Qingyun explained the purpose of their visit, and Li Qinglan asked them to put their things on the back wall of the outhouse.

Seeing that the three sisters were freezing and had runny noses and their hands were red, she smiled and asked them to go inside to warm themselves up.

It is strange to say that Li Qinglan is very kind to the children in the village, but most of the children in the village are particularly afraid of her, and Qingyang before his rebirth is no exception.

Now think about it carefully, Li Qinglan is not only not scary, but also a very, very good person.

If Qingyang remembered correctly, Li Qinglan would pick up a disabled child from outside next year or the year after.

Everyone in the village advised her to leave it alone, but she insisted on keeping the child by her side and took good care of it.

Such a kind person, if he knew that Cao Guirong was going to throw away his newborn child, he would definitely not ignore it.

Therefore, she responded before Qingyun Qingxia and pulled them into the house.

The back room was very clean, with bedding and pillows stacked neatly on two large boxes. The sewing machine next to it was covered with a rag to prevent it from falling dust. A teapot with a broken spout on the floor was polished to a shine...

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Before they arrived, Li Qinglan was putting on cotton trousers, and there was still one leg without cotton trousers.

Li Qinglan pulled the unfinished cotton trousers to the edge of the kang, took off the quilt from the big box and spread it at the end of the kang, letting the three sisters get on the kang to warm up, then turned around and left the back room.

Qingyang was not polite, kicked off the broken cotton water, and Wula climbed onto the kang with her butt sticking out.

She asked Qingyun Qingxia to come up, but they both shook their heads, still not daring.

Li Qinglan came back with a plate of dried nuts and saw Qingyun Qingxia crowded against the wall. She smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. If you don't want to go to the kang, don't get on the bed. Just eat dried nuts."

Children don’t have much snacks to eat, so many families cut their own Sha Guo into slices, dry it and keep it for their children to eat in the winter. The sweet and sour food is especially delicious.

The Wei family doesn't even have any dried sand fruit trees, let alone dried sand fruit trees.

After all, he was still young and didn't often eat snacks, so he couldn't resist the temptation, so he carefully grabbed the dried sand fruit and started eating it.

Qingyang ate slowly, peeking at Li Qinglan while eating.

Li Qinglan was also looking at her.

The eyes are ghostly, and it's really scary after looking at them for a long time.

Not only did he look at her, Li Qinglan also reached out and touched her forehead, making her tremble.

"I think you are a smart kid and you will definitely have a future when you grow up," Li Qinglan said.

Qingyang's mind was spinning rapidly, and he immediately followed her and said in a childish voice unique to an eight-year-old child: "My little sister has a future, she is good-looking, but she cries all the time, and just now grandma said she was going to throw her away."

Cao Guirong did say that during the meal, but she usually cursed like this and no one took her seriously.

"Your sister is trying to scare people. We can't abandon your little sister."

"No," Qingyun, who had been eating dried nuts, suddenly spoke and whispered: "In the morning, I heard my grandma secretly telling my grandpa that my mother had no milk. My little sister was crying annoyingly and she would definitely not be able to feed her. It's better to go early.

Throw it away to save worry."

Qingyun doesn't seem to be lying, that is to say, she really overheard her grandma's conversation.

Li Qinglan sighed, touched Qingyun's head, and said softly: "You have many children, and life is difficult. No matter what, you can always get through it."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was noise coming in from outside.

Qingyang crawled down to put on his shoes and ran home with Qingyun and Qingxia.

It was very lively outside, and many people gathered around to watch the fun.

Qingyang followed Qingyun, watching the excitement of his own house like a villager.

However, the excitement didn't last long. People came and went in a hurry, without any hesitation at all.

"My mother, how are you going to live like this?!" Sun Yu'e hugged her little son and sat in a drafty room, slapping her thighs and crying.

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