The Green Lotus Peasant Girl

In the evening, Li Fu went home with a full stomach, and when he entered the door, there was a person lying on the ground in the yard. He recognized his figure and wanted to sigh, "What's wrong?"

Qian's voice was weak, "I was so hungry, I got up to find a stutter, and I walked here with weak legs and can't stand up anymore. Where have you been?" The voice gradually disappeared, and his body did not move.

Li Fu walked past her, "I have something to do. You can get up early to cook tomorrow by yourself, and feed the chickens by the way. I have to be busy over there."

Having said that, he went to the kitchen to boil water and wash.

Qian looked at the kitchen where the candle was lit, and only felt more pain in his stomach.

Li Fu boiled the water, ignoring her cry of hunger, too tired in the daytime, swiping the hammer for a day, and soon fell asleep.

The next morning, when he left, he also brought a set of clothes. Qian specially woke up early. In fact, she didn't sleep much last night and couldn't help asking, "Aren't you back today?"

Li Fu glanced at her, "It depends on the situation."

Qian is really anxious this time, "I'm so sick, so don't worry?"

"It's fine to be able to move." Li Fu said, the people had already gone out, and Qian's sobbing sound came from behind him.

When he arrived at Li Qinghe's house, he saw that the food was already on the table, so he was welcome, and sat down to eat with Zhou Chengkang.

Seeing him coming, Li Qinghe smiled and asked, "Father, is Aunt Qian's illness better?"

Li Fuzheng was drinking porridge, and sighed after hearing the words, "She has a heart disease, and she has to figure out the problem by herself, and it will not get better for the time being."

Yes, the Qian family used to steal money to subsidize the communication, but now the roots of the old Qian family are gone, can't you be disappointed?

But this is too long. I'm all dead, what else? I don't want to live my life well. It's been a few months and I still can't figure it out.

He frankly said, "It's okay, maybe in two days, it will be fine."

Li Qinghe also felt that Qian's should be getting better. Her heart disease proved that she was not physically ill. He didn't believe that she could still starve to death while lying down!

If she really starved to death, she would be convinced.

Asking him to bring his clothes over was mainly because he saw that his clothes were all torn, and asked him to change them and sew them on. It was too shabby.

On the third day of building the clay bricks, Yu Yan came over with a needle and thread, and whispered, “Your Aunt Qian, I got up yesterday morning and cooked by myself. People are going to faint, and they seem to want to pinch for her. Khan."

This is a bit too much. She said she was sick, and Li Fu had also waited on her for so long, and did not ask her to help spring ploughing. Now she is busy. Li Fu was also unwilling to leave it. She should accept it as soon as she sees it well, and she should be treated as soon as she recovers. Why is it still like this?

If you let someone who didn't know it, he thought that Li Fu would run to help her daughter without waiting for her.

Don't say Li Qinghe deliberately found her father. If Li Fu wanted to serve her at home, he would definitely refuse to come. Since he came along with the situation, he actually didn't want to give in, so it happened to be a bridge for him.

Li Qinghe pondered for a while, but couldn't figure it out, and asked in confusion, "What did you say she did for?"

Yu Yan held her chin, thought for a while and shook her head, "I can't figure it out, it seems that I want to die of illness and not live."

The two talked for a long time, and Yu Yan said goodbye. She went to the kitchen to cook herself. She couldn't help making clay bricks. Recently, she had nothing to do except cutting wood. She went to cut wood by herself. Zhou Chengkang was not. Yes, so I can only think about cooking.

When I went out to see the pond, I actually saw Qian floating over. She looked really sick, her complexion was not good, and her whole body was thinner, and her lips were blue and white, "Qinghe, your father is here. Not here?"

"Yes, help me make adobe." Li Qinghe responded, "What's wrong with Aunt Qian, who is so sick?"

She clutched her chest, "I feel uncomfortable."

Li Qinghe was dumb, what's wrong with feeling uncomfortable?

But as Li Fu said, this is not much better. I couldn't get out of bed a few days ago. Now I can walk this far by myself. It's not a way for the Li family to get here.

She clutched her chest and was about to enter the house. She had been here on the day of the housewarming. She hadn't stepped on the door with one foot. The rhubarb at the door barked and called out, making her two steps back in fright.

The one who retired was called a quick, and it seemed to be okay, at least not as weak as she showed. Li Qinghe yelled a rhubarb, wagging its tail and entered the dog house by itself.

Only then did Qian enter the door, listening to the voice going towards the direction of making the bricks, Li Qinghe also followed her.

"It's really uncomfortable for me, and I don't want to walk so far. I fell a few times on the road, almost."

It should have almost fallen a few times.

Talk this big gasp. Li Qinghe stood by, and Zhou Chengkang continued to work, with no intention of listening.

Li Fu also worked hard, so he listened to her, "You have not talked to me for these two days. I have something to discuss with you. My parents are gone, and the communication is gone. We don’t have any children either. I think It's getting more and more boring, I really have the idea of ​​not wanting to live..."

Seeing Li Qinghe next to him, Li Fu coughed lightly, "Just say anything."

Li Qinghe was uncomfortable, but Qian looked like she wanted to talk deeply, and she was really curious, so she picked up the teapot and poured a bowl of tea. Not to mention, she was really thirsty.

"My cousin from the Qian family is the one who called Laifu. He just gave birth to a child two days ago. Their family has five children. I think... I found my uncle and wrote down the child under the name of the letter. We both hugged back to raise..."

Li Qinghe took a sip of the tea, and heard this puff of tea, and couldn't help but cough, "cough cough cough..."

Upon seeing this, Zhou Chengkang hurried over to pat her back, "Why not slow down?"

She coughed so much that her tears came out, and she looked up at him with tears in her eyes. Is this something slower?

Normal people don’t have this kind of thinking in their minds. Two people are close to forty.

Not only her, but Li Fu over there also had a ghostly expression on his face, "We two, take the baby back to raise?"

Qian glanced at Li Qinghe, who was coughing badly, and turned around and nodded, "With a child, there will be a rush. As long as I think about it, I feel that this blocked heart is more comfortable."

In other words, if the child is brought back, she will be cured.

Li Fu lifted the hammer again, "Since you feel comfortable thinking about it, you can just think about it."

This time it was Qian's turn to froze, and then watched her tears fall down, "You have changed."

Li Qinghe couldn't bear it and said directly, "My father is forty in two years. If I hurry up here, I can let him be a grandfather next year. You still want to bring a child back to raise, I'm afraid it's not a brain disease!"

Qian was astonished. Li Qinghe was not polite with her any more, and he never directly scolded her, frowning her delicate eyebrows, "I and your father, what are you a junior interjecting? Are you afraid that your father will not be able to help your father Are you doing work?" As he said, he glanced deeply at the adobe over there.

Li Qinghe stretched out his hand and pushed her, "Yes! That's it, unless you can give birth, otherwise no one can enter Li's door. I think my father is not tired enough. It's enough to coax you. You still want to get one. Come, the child, I'm afraid it's not because I lie down for too long and my brain is broken."

She pushed her all the way and pushed her out of the door, "I warn you, this kind of thought disappears as soon as possible. After what is left to the Qian family, what else will the Qian family have? Not just a broken house?"

"You..." These words made Qian really sad, "Why do you say that to the Qian family?"

"I also said that there is something demon recently. I was holding back this idea. You can't get better if you don't bring the child back, right? Then don't heal, my father, I will take care of myself." Li Qinghe raised his hand and closed the door. Hurry up, or I will let the rhubarb bite you."

Since Qian came in, Li's family has never raised a dog. It was because Qian was scared. She was really scared. Even the slapped puppies, she had to stay far away to be relieved.

Watching Qian turned back from the door, Li Qinghe frowned and went to the backyard. He couldn't help but said, "Father, you really can't promise this time, raising children, you are so busy, she is so lazy, and in the end it is not your job. ?"

"No." Li Fu replied earnestly. "It's not my own life, it's enough to raise Wanwan. Others are impossible."

The Qian family really didn't come here anymore. Li Fu came every day at dawn, and didn't come back at night until dark. Anyway, he didn't eat at home.

The new house of Yang’s family has already begun. Many people have been hired for the same 25 liters a day, but the wages will have to wait until the New Year’s Eve next year. That’s it, because recently In the slack farm, there are many people who help with the work. The pigsty here has not been set up yet, and the houses over there have been up.

Li Qinghe didn’t know if the Yang family had built a house in the last life, but it’s true that there has always been a wasteland here. Her tomb is built on the opposite mountain, and you can see here every day. No one really bought the wasteland here. Kind.

After the house was built, it came out the date of moving, March 28.

So anxious?

I didn't even wait for the house to move. You must know that the Yang family has a yard in the village. Although it is not very good, it is not that there is no place to stay.

As soon as I heard the news here, Yang Lanrou came.

In the previous life and this life, because Xu Changjie questioned that man, Li Qinghe had never spoken to her peacefully.

At this moment, she came to the door. Although Li Qinghe had already put Xu Changjie aside, he was still a little angry when she saw the culprit who killed him.

She looked serious, and Yang Lanrou still looked gentle and gentle, "Qinghe, I will be your neighbor from now on. March 28th, I will definitely come to have a glass of water and wine and join in the fun, thank you, thank you ."

Finally, he pretended to hand over.

Seeing her smiling face, Li Qinghe also smiled, "Okay."

I'll be a neighbor from now on. If I don't go, I will be too targeted at the Yang family.

Originally, she rescued Xu Changjie, and many people said that she was interested in others. Later, Yang Lan softly and Xu Changjie didn’t shy away from each other, probably because they were going to get married. Now if it’s against the Yang family, maybe people will guess that she can’t let go of her little belly. Don't go.

This is not good.

Seeing her answer, Yang Lanrou looked inside the door, "I heard that your family's cultivation is good, can I go in and have a look?"

"Of course." Li Qinghe led her into the door. Before Yang Lanrou entered, the rhubarb at the door began to scream.

Rhubarb looked like he was about to rush out and bite, and Yang Lanrou turned pale with fright, and stopped, "I suddenly remembered that there is something else, let's make another day."

After speaking, he turned and hurried away.

Li Qinghe watched her walk away, squatted in front of Rhubarb, touched its dog's head, and smiled with satisfaction, "It's good, I'll chew your bones later."