Six-Year-Old Child, Baojiao, is Busy with Kingdom-Building

Aunt Liu came over with a wooden basin, and when she saw these disgruntled women arguing around the flowers, she knew what was going on.

The matter of Zhihua's family earning money by digging herbs, people in the whole village are talking about it behind their backs with greedy eyes. She often hears people say sour words these days.

Then he said to them angrily: "You people don't need to be ashamed. In the past, when people were poor, they didn't see you for help. If they earned some money, you would suffer from pink eye disease. You are not afraid of being laughed at by other villages."

Some young women blushed from these words, and the older women didn't take it seriously, and rolled their eyes angrily.

"The Liu family, you are the one who meddles in the village."

"That's right, because she is a talented woman, she puts her prestige in front of us every day..."

Liu Zhihua hurriedly wiped her hands, came over to Aunt Liu and said with a smile: "What do you say to these people, I am happy for my family to make money, and they will not be envious if they talk about it."

Aunt Liu laughed, and deliberately said loudly: "That's the reason."

Everyone stared angrily, and a woman with a cloth on her head said mockingly: "From the Liu family, don't you have the best relationship with the old Wang family on weekdays? Why didn't they take you to dig herbs?"

"That's right, she's really teasing the Wang family..."

The crowd echoed and the words became more and more ugly. Mrs. Liu threw the wooden basin to the ground angrily, pointed at her around her waist and cursed: "You old bastards are endless, and my family is not short of the two money. Whoever is like you is as greedy for money as a dog for shit."

"Why are you so proud of having some money? Pooh, isn't your son and daughter-in-law far away from the old couple in the town, and you don't say goodbye all year round, and no one will collect it for you when you die in the future..."

Before the woman could finish her sentence, a basin of cold water covered her forehead to her feet. She was so frightened that she yelled, "Ah——that wicked bastard poured water on me!"

Liu Zhihua picked up the wooden basin, scooped another basin from the river, stared at the crowd angrily, and shouted in a rough voice: "I will wash whoever has shit in his mouth again!"

"Liu Zhihua, you shrew! You, ah—"

Before the woman finished speaking, Liu Zhihua poured a basin of water over without hesitation, scaring everyone nearby back a few steps.

"Let's go, let's stop washing..."

"Liu Zhihua, wait! When my son comes back tomorrow, I will definitely come to your door to settle accounts with you."

A group of people left cursing and leaving, and some women watching the bustle also lowered their heads to wash their clothes and stopped talking, and the riverside suddenly became deserted.

"Aunt Liu, these are all nonsense, don't take what they say seriously." Liu Zhihua pulled Aunt Liu to comfort her.

Old Xiucai Liu and Aunt Liu are rare good people. Unfortunately, the year before last, they had a quarrel with their daughter-in-law. The son and daughter-in-law lived in the town and rarely came back. Fortunately, the grandson Wei Qingmu came to visit every now and then.

Those people deliberately mocked Aunt Liu with these stinging words, Aunt Liu will definitely feel uncomfortable.

The smile on the corner of Aunt Liu’s mouth faded, she smiled and sighed and said, “Let’s go with what they say, our old couple live in a clean environment, besides, there is my good Sun Weiqing, that child is sensible and filial, we will always be good friends. As for being a lonely ghost."

Liu Zhihua hurriedly poohed twice, "Look at what you are talking about, you two have to eat and drink well to live, wait to see Wei Qing become a talent, find a virtuous woman to marry a wife and have children, and you will have to help take care of your grandson in the future Sun."

"That's right, my good Sun Weiqing looks handsome, but my little grandson must be as soft as Jiaojiao."

When Aunt Liu thought of a white waxy baby calling her too grandma, her eyes widened and her mouth closed with joy.

The two of them were washing clothes by the river while chatting about their household chores. There are many people talking here, and Mrs. Liu didn't ask about the recent money digging for medicine, but just chatted about the children.

...

Near noon, Liu Zhihua came back with her washed clothes, and Aunt Liu was still beside her.

The two entered the yard talking and laughing.

Liu Laoxiu was invited to the next village to write big characters, and she couldn't make it back at noon. After Liu Zhihua found out, she warmly invited her to come to her house for lunch, and Aunt Liu didn't refuse.

"Hey, I didn't hear any movement of the children at noon."

Seeing that the door of the main house was wide open, Liu Zhihua put down the clothes basin in surprise and went to Qiusheng's window to have a look.

In the room, Qiu Sheng was copying out his script,

Several other children were sleeping on the kang lying in disorder.

Liu Zhihua smiled and didn't bother, and went to the backyard to dry clothes with Aunt Liu.

There are several clotheslines tied to the backyard of the Wang family. Aunt Liu also simply hung up the clothes. It is a sunny day today, and they can be dried in a short time at noon.

After the two of them dried their clothes, Liu Zhihua went to hold the firewood, and Aunt Liu also rolled up her sleeves to help, and chatted and asked, "Zhihua, it's time for dinner, why don't you see Zhuangzhi?"

"He, he went to see the carriage with his acquaintances. It must be afternoon." Liu Zhihua said with a smile.

Aunt Liu was taken aback, "A carriage? Your family is going to buy a carriage."

"The family is well off, so it's not an option to always rent someone else's. I think the carriage is expensive, and I think it's enough to buy an ox cart to travel, but his father and children say it's not practical in winter. It just so happens that the herbal medicine was sold yesterday. The price is up to them today."

After Liu Zhihua finished speaking, she dragged Mrs. Liu into the kitchen mysteriously, and whispered something into her ear.

Aunt Liu was shocked when she heard that, darling, in just half a month, it's no wonder that those people are jealous when they buy a carriage and a yard.

She was happy for Zhihua, and said in a low voice: "You are blessed, Zhihua. You have all the carriages in the yard, and there are no in-laws or relatives to intervene in your family. Live a good life as a family. Don't tell others how much money you earn. We ordinary people Close the door and live your own life, don't do those things that show off."

Liu Zhihua nodded with a smile, and said happily, "Our little money is nothing in the eyes of wealthy people. Our family can eat well and dress warmly, and the children can grow up safely and healthily. His father and I are satisfied." .”

"Hey, I said that you have added a lot of furniture to this kitchen, and you have all the seasonings. Well, I'm happy today. I'll make you my specialty sliced ​​pork..."

...

Meanwhile, the town.

Wang Zhuangzhi and Sun Sihai took a fancy to a carriage, and paid for it after checking that it was correct. It was a strong maned horse, and the carriage was spacious and made of solid wood. It cost a total of thirty-five taels of silver.

The two came out in a carriage, looking at the bustling street, Wang Zhuangzhi was very happy in his heart.

Suddenly, a frightened horse screamed, "Hiss!..."

Wang Zhuangzhi was taken aback, and hurriedly pulled the rope to stop the carriage.

At this time, angry shouts and curses came from the opposite side.

"Where did the stinky beggar come from, dare to startle our Master Zhao's carriage, see if I don't kick you to death..."

Everyone stopped to watch, the unkempt beggar struggled to get up, but he was dizzy and heavy and couldn't get up. His tattered clothes couldn't cover the whip scars all over his body. Facing punches and kicks, he could only curl up to the maximum extent. protect yourself.