Remarry the Farmer

Wang Xiushu curled his lips and asked Xie Zu to resign her. It was really beautiful. She would die if she died. Thank you Zu Rong. She didn't even want to give her a respectable man.

Widow Xie was still cursing in the yard, her mouth was not clean, but no one took care of her.

Wang Xiushu walked along the small road unhurriedly with the baggage in her hand, not to mention how happy she was, scolding her, and she went directly back to her family's house, what's the matter.

But when Wang Xiushu walked along, he saw a familiar figure from the back, as if he was chopping wood, "Brother Big Tiger, why are you here?" When he came closer, it was Qian Dahu.

Qian Dahu's eyes flashed something quickly, "There is not enough firewood at home. I'll cut some firewood. Are you going back to your natal home?"

Wang Xiushu nodded, because Qian Dahu saved her brother before, so she was also very grateful to others, "Well, it's not Zu Rong that went to the academy, I'm fine, so I went home to help with housework."

Qian Dahu and Wang Xiushu **** the firewood as they talked, "Let's go, then go back together, I'm almost done cutting," they asked casually, "Are you okay last night?"

Wang Xiushu felt inexplicable, so he was shocked and said, "I'm fine, what happened last night?"

Qian Dahu knew that he had said something wrong, and shook his head, "It's nothing."

Seeing Qian Dahu's dull and unclear tone, Wang Xiushu also decisively stopped asking, everyone has a secret, why do you need to dig into the roots here.

"Give this to me, I'll hold it for you." Wang Xiushu carried the burden behind her back, reaching out to hold the remaining bundle of firewood.

Who knew that before Wang Xiushu reached out to get it, Qian Dahu put his back on him, and then grinned, "I am strong and can handle it." Looking at her delicate skin and tender flesh, Qian Dahu couldn't bear to let her carry it. firewood.

Wang Xiushu nodded, and then the two walked home together along the path. When they arrived at the door of Wang's house, Wang Xiushu greeted Qian Dahu, "Brother Big Tiger, come in and rest before leaving."

"No, I have to help Grandma Liu in the west of the village build the house for a while, so I won't go in." Qian Dahu said truthfully, although he wanted to talk to Wang Xiushu again.

Wang Xiushu didn’t force it. After nodding, he entered the Wang’s house, put it under the burden, and said to the room, "Mother, I’m back..."

The Liu family was sewing clothes in the house, and when he heard Wang Xiushu's voice putting down his needle and thread, he walked out, "How can you run home in two days, and you are not afraid of people talking." Even though he said so, he was happy in his heart.

Wang Xiushu didn’t care, “I’m going back to my family’s home, what gossip?” Seeing Liu’s disapproval, he explained, “It’s not that Zu Rong has gone to the academy, and there’s nothing wrong at home, so I’ll be back. That’s right. , How about brother's legs?"

Speaking of this, Wang Xiushu was a little nervous, and her brother's legs must be good.

As he said, Wang Guangliang walked over from behind, with sensitive legs and feet, without any problems. "The little girl is back, so I told you why there are birds calling today..." He happily put down the pig-feeding pot in his hand and he was in harmony. Wang Xiushu spoke.

"Brother, how are your legs?" Wang Xiushu was a little nervous, and it seemed that there should be no problem.

Wang Guangliang tried to walk two steps, "It's good, no problem, don't leave if you come back today, it happened that my mother made sweet potato cakes today..."

Wang Xiushu was also happy when he heard it, "Okay, my favorite is sweet potato pancakes."

Originally, during the twelfth lunar month, the village did not have much food to eat, but the villagers had their own cellars. In summer and autumn, they put some vegetables in it. In winter, they wanted to eat a little bit.

Wang Xiushu and Liu clan were busy working on the case, Liu chopping sweet potatoes and kneading noodles while Wang Xiushu was boiling water. In winter, the weather is dry and cold, and the stove is the best place to keep warm.

"Xiu Shu, your mother-in-law's temper is not very good, and my mother also knows that you have been wronged, but Zu Rong is a testament..." Liu clan babbled and didn't know how to mention it.

Wang Xiushu curled her lips. Her mother-in-law was more than a bad temper. No one in Shili Ba Village knew how good Widow Xie was, so what Liu said was that her left ear came in and her right ear came out.

Seeing Wang Xiushu's disapproval, Liu raised his voice, "Xiushu, do you understand what the mother said?" This boy, I don't know what's going on recently.

Wang Xiushu was still thinking about other things, and suddenly heard Liu's voice and said quickly, "Mother, I know, your children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, so you can live your life in peace."

"You..." Liu looked at Wang Xiushu's delicate face imprinted on the stove, and smiled unconsciously. The daughter has a home, but the son's daughter-in-law hasn't settled yet!

Not long after, there was a burst of sweet potato scent from the house. It was very fragrant in this small kitchen, "It's delicious, I haven't eaten it for a long time, it's really fragrant..."

Wang Xiushu was eating Zhengxiang with Huang Cancan's sweet potato cake in his hand, and his eyes were filled with mist from time to time. He thought that when he was at Xie’s house, he was harassed by Widow Xie. If he was cold, he was framed... Fell out.

As soon as Wang Guangliang entered the house, he saw Wang Xiushu crying, and he quickly asked, "Sister, what's wrong, who is bullying you, please tell me, and I will vent your anger."

Listening to the words of the same enemy, Wang Xiushu sniffed, "It's nothing, it's just that I bit my tongue when I ate the sweet potato cake just now..." Seeing Liu's questioning with concern, Wang Xiushu quickly explained.

"It seems that the little girl wants to eat meat, haha..." Wang Guangliang laughed and looked at Wang Xiushu lovingly.

Wang Qiwang also came back from outside, "The weather is getting colder day by day..." As he walked in and rubbed his hands, he took the sweet potato cake made by Liu's, "Fragrant, so fragrant..."

"Er Niang, what is this delicious? Let me have a taste..." A sharp female voice floated from far to near.

When Wang Xiushu looked at the girl who unveiled the curtain, he remembered that this was probably the little girl born to her big aunt, whose name was Wang Xiuli.

Wang Xiuli took a look along the case, her eyes sparkling.

"A few sweet potato cakes, Erniang will put some back for you in a while." Liu said with a smile, and then he was about to take the basket to fill the sweet potato cakes.

Wang Xiushu looked at Wang Xiuli's arrogant appearance and was out of anger, and she knew that there was nothing good, "Something?"

"It's not that we don't have much firewood. I want to borrow a little from my second uncle..." Wang Xiuli raised her brows and said, her tone of voice was not polite, and she stared at Wang Xiushu.

Wang Guangliang's face was a bit ugly. In winter, the firewood of someone's family was burnt tightly, and there was nothing superfluous, so he said directly, "Our family has no superfluous. Let the auntie go to someone else's house to borrow it."