Reborn six-fingered peasant girl

"Humph, you are a bunch of talkative bastards." Su Xiao raised her fist at the backs of those aunts, with an indignant look on her face.

Turning around, he saw Su Liu holding her chin and staring at the stream in a daze, so she said cautiously: "Sister, don't take it to heart. It's not like you don't know what those people are."

Su Liu looked back, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Silly girl, do you think I am stupid and will you take their words to heart? I have been here for so many years, and I have died once, and you still can't look away.

What? You, on the other hand, are fighting for your free time with them."

Su Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, rolled up her sleeves and said, "Then what are you thinking about and you are so lost in thought?"

Su Liu watched her quickly roll up her sleeves, revealing a thin arm, hold up the soaked wooden basin, and then beat it with a wooden mallet, then said: "I'm thinking about what I need to do to make my mother agree.

Leave this home."

Su Xiao paused, raised his head to look at her, pursed his lips and asked, "Sister, do you really want to leave?"

Su Liu sneered and said, "Do you think we are still individuals in this family?"

Su Xiao remained silent.

"Sister, wherever you go, I will go." After a moment of silence, Su Xiao said with a smile.

Su Liu reached out and touched her head, then looked at her hands that were particularly rough due to doing housework and farm work, and said with a hint of promise and anger: "Don't worry, I will let you live a good life.

There is no need to do such menial work, let the servants take care of you."

Su Liu just thought she was comforting him and hummed sweetly.

Although it was two sisters who came to wash clothes, because Su Liu's hand was injured, they just slapped her hand. After a large basin of clothes was washed, the two of them walked home with the wooden basin in their arms.

"Sister, look, it's mom." Su Xiao suddenly pointed forward.

Su Liu looked over and saw Mrs. Chen holding on to a daughter-in-law in her mid-twenties who was wearing a coarse hairpin skirt and talking urgently.

With this body's memory, Su Liu recognized the daughter-in-law as the sister-in-law of the third room of the Su family. Her surname was Jiang. She had always been on good terms with Mrs. Chen, but now, she had a look of embarrassment on her face.

The two sisters looked at each other and came closer, and the words of conversation between Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Jiang reached their ears.

"I don't want any betrothal gifts, as long as he treats my six children well, has hot food to eat, clothes to wear, and a head to live in, that's it." Ms. Chen's voice was a little anxious: "Her sister-in-law, you should treat her as a cherished one."

Come on, Liu'er, let's talk to each other, Liu'er will be a good wife."

"Auntie, I do love Liu'er's sister as much as if she were my own sister. But the child's mother is a powerful person, and I heard that Liu'er was like that. What she said would be unpleasant. If my sister

If you go to that house, no matter how good that young man is, he will definitely be bullied to death by your mother-in-law. You don't want Liu'er to come out of this wolf den and jump into that fire pit again, do you?" Mrs. Jiang sighed.

After hearing this, Mrs. Chen pursed her lips and burst into tears. She wiped them with the back of her hand and said with a choked voice: "My sixth son, why do you have such a miserable life? Why did you end up in my belly?"

"Aunt..."

"Mother." Su Liu frowned and walked over.

Ms. Chen hurriedly wiped away her tears, smiled and said, "Hey, you guys are home."

Su Liu first nodded to Mrs. Jiang, took Mrs. Chen's hand and said, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"You go home first, I'll chat with your sister-in-law for a few words." Ms. Chen patted her hand.

Su Liu secretly stamped her feet, gritted her teeth and said, "Mom, please stop working, I won't marry."