divorce
Fang Xiaojuan really didn't think about it.
Although she didn't like Qiao Zhenjun's character of being unable to give a fart with a single blow, and hated him for always protecting Da Qiao's scourge, but divorce was impossible, and it would never be possible in this life.
Now it’s being advertised that women can hold up half the sky, and there are people getting divorced in the city, but which one is getting divorced in these ten miles and eight villages
If she dared to divorce, her old mother would dare to beat her with a rolling pin until she couldn't get out of bed for three days and three nights.
Besides, where will she live after the divorce
The water splashed by a married daughter will definitely not be taken in by her natal family. Could it be possible to ask her to sleep on the street
Therefore, she was shocked for a long time, and then she looked at Xiao Qiao with strange eyes and said, "Jiao Jiaoer, why would you ask such a question, don't you want your mother to divorce your father? How could you think so? !"
Seeing her mother looking like she wanted to eat people, Xiao Qiao realized that she was too impatient.
People in this age, no matter how hard and tiring they are, will not divorce easily. If they want her mother to divorce, they have to think long-term. Besides, they haven't found a suitable next family yet, so let's talk about it later.
Thinking of this, she lowered her head, drew circles on the ground with her toes, and said softly: "My sister asked me this before. My sister...she seems to want Mom and Dad to divorce very much."
Fang Xiaojuan suddenly felt as if her lungs had been poked, and her face flushed with anger: "God's scourge of losing money, I knew she was playing tricks!"
She said how could her Jiaojiaoer ask this kind of question, there are many people who are slanderous, but there are many people who are not careless, and they actually persuaded Xiao Qiao to let her divorce Qiao Zhenjun!
Do you think that in this way, she will not be kicked out of the house
Go dreaming!
"Jiaojiaoer, remember to stay away from that disaster in the future, don't let her bad luck bring you down!" Fang Xiaojuan groaned angrily.
"Okay, I'll listen to my mother." Xiao Qiao tilted her head slightly, with a clean appearance, obedient and good-looking.
Fang Xiaojuan saw her so well-behaved and caring, and the anger in her heart suddenly subsided a lot, and she hugged her heart and baby and screamed.
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The clouds were low, the sky was gray, and the withered grass in the fields was covered with frost, which made people's teeth chatter.
With a "squeak" in Qiao's small courtyard, the door of the firewood room on the far right was opened, and Da Qiao poked out half of her head from inside. The cold morning air rushed towards her face, making her tremble all over, and she was hit hard. a shiver.
She let out a sigh of relief, rubbed her cold little hands, ran to the yard in a hurry, picked up the broom and started sweeping seriously.
After the small courtyard was cleaned, her little face, which had grown a little flesh because of eating and sleeping well these days, was hot and red. The morning light came through the thick clouds and hit her face, and the fluff seemed to be plated. A layer of golden light.
After cleaning the yard, she ran into the kitchen, took out a sweet potato from the rag bag on the ground, washed it, peeled the skin and cut it into small pieces, grabbed two handfuls of coarse grains and cooked them together, then peeled the sweet potato Chop it up and take it out to feed the chickens.
The old hen Gu Gu Gu has not laid eggs for five days in a row.
Since he became paralyzed, her father often stared at the roof in a daze, and he could not say a word all day long. In the past few days, he has become more silent and eats less.
She wanted to make some delicious food for her dad, so that her dad would get better soon, but Gu Gu Gu couldn't lay eggs, she was really anxious to death.
She poured the chopped sweet potato skin into the chicken coop, and said in a soft voice: "Gugu, let's, fight, discuss, I, give, you, eat, ok, eat, you, darling, lay eggs ,OK?"
The old hen cooed and ate happily.
Da Qiao pursed his lips, his brows and eyes curved: "Then I, when, you, answered, agreed?"
"Cuckoo."
After she finished washing and drying the clothes, the sun had fully risen. She filled two bowls of porridge and brought them into her father's room, where the father and daughter ate with pickles.
Qiao Zhenjun looked at Da Qiao, hesitant to speak several times.
Fang Xiaojuan has been back to her natal home for more than five days this time. Usually, when she loses her temper, he can still pick her up, but now...
He knew that Fang Xiaojuan wanted to use this to force him to submit, but he really couldn't do it.
Da Qiao is only six years old, if she is really kicked out, what is the difference from directly killing her
Da Qiao looked up and saw her father staring at her blankly. There was more than half of the porridge left in the bowl, she tilted her head and asked, "Dad, don't you want to eat?"
"Dad is full, eat more." Qiao Zhenjun started to pour the porridge in the bowl.
Da Qiao hurriedly clutched the bowl: "Dad, eat, I, I'm full."
Seeing the child so caring and sensible, Qiao Zhenjun felt even more uncomfortable.
He is paralyzed now, Fang Xiaojuan doesn't like this child so much, and she stutters, what will this child do in the future
Qiao Zhenjun was so worried that he seemed to be soaking in bitter water.
Da Qiao didn't know what his father was thinking. After breakfast, he was going to pick up some dead branches and rotten leaves in the East Forest. The dry straw and wheat stalks at home were running out, and it wouldn't take a few days.
After telling her father, she was ready to go out with the basket on her back.
Qiao Zhenjun shouted from the room: "Be careful, don't go too far."
"knew!"
There is not much work in the field in winter. After finishing the housework in the morning, women like to sit at the door, bask in the sun and clean the soles of their shoes, and gossip with each other.
When Da Qiao passed by with a basket on his back, he was caught by Song Jinlai's wife: "Hey, isn't this Da Qiao? Is your mother back yet?"
Da Qiao's hand hurt for a while, and he wanted to pull it back, but Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law held it tightly: "No, no, come back."
"My lord, it's been almost six days, why haven't you come back? Is your mother trying to divorce your father and not come back?" Song Jinlai's wife exaggeratedly exclaimed.
Da Qiao's face turned pale all of a sudden.
She knew what divorce meant. Once when her mother and her father quarreled, she threatened to divorce.
Goudan's mother followed suit and threatened: "Auntie told you, if your mother really divorces your father, she will definitely not want you, and she will only take your sister Xiao Qiao away!"
Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law became even more enthusiastic: "Poor thing, if you really get divorced, what do you think you and your father will do? Your father is paralyzed, and you are a stutterer. Who would dare to marry you in the future?"
Da Qiao tried hard to pull his hand back, his little face was flushed red.
Lin Hui happened to see this scene after picking up dead branches from Donglin, and shouted sharply: "Enough is enough! Are you not guilty of saying such things to a six-year-old child?"
Goudan's mother and Song Jinlai's wife were taken aback, Da Qiao took the opportunity to break free, and ran behind Lin Hui to hide.
Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law almost poked her face with her hand when she saw who was coming, "I want you to meddle in your own business, I want you to meddle in your own business! With this time, why don't you find a father for your Donglin?"
Lin Hui is the youngest daughter of Lin Dafa, the head of the village. A few years ago, she married a male educated youth in the village, and they had a son. Two years ago, the male educated youth returned to the city and never came back.
At first, I thought that the educated youth must have abandoned his wife and son, but later I realized that he was lost, fell into the river and drowned. Lin Hui suddenly became a widow.
Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law's words were so touching, Lin Hui was so angry that her fingers trembled: "If you don't feel guilty, let's go to Aunt Xiuzhi now and see if she thinks I'm meddling, or slap you to death! "
Qiao Xiuzhi is an extremely protective person. Although she doesn't care much about Da Qiao, the granddaughter, if outsiders dare to bully members of Qiao's family, she will definitely slap him to the teeth.
Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law's eyelids trembled: "My chickens haven't been fed yet, so I don't have time to talk to you!"
After finishing speaking, she turned around and ran away in a hurry, as if a ghost was chasing her.
Goudan and his mother also slipped away with grease on their feet: "I'm going to feed the chickens too."
Lin Hui spat at their backs, and looked back to see Da Qiao's hands were red from being grabbed, and couldn't help but get angry. Why didn't the Lord take this group of women with bad mouths away, and even said that to a six-year-old child? if!
Afraid of scaring Da Qiao, she suppressed her anger and said softly, "Does it hurt? Now go to Aunt Hui's house, and Aunt Hui will give you some medicinal wine to rub."
Da Qiao quickly waved his hand: "Thank you, Aunt Hui, no, it hurts."
She likes Aunt Hui very much.
Aunt Hui is not only good-looking, but also very kind to her. She would often secretly stuff her with steamed buns. Aunt Hui’s brother Donglin is also very cute. He has two small canine teeth when he smiles. He always follows her. She called her sister childishly.
Lin Hui saw that her little face was more fleshy than before, and she didn't know whether to be happy or sad for her: "Why did you come here alone?"
Da Qiao pointed to the forest ahead, and said softly, "Go, pick up, dead branches."
Lin Hui untied her basket, and dumped the dead branches into the basket behind Da Qiao without saying a word.
"No, no... no..." Da Qiao became anxious, and stammered even more.
"Take it, Aunt Hui will just go in and pick it up later. Go back quickly with your back on your back, don't let your... dad worry." Lin Hui didn't allow her to refuse, but when she mentioned her dad, her tone paused slightly.
Da Qiao didn't notice her strangeness, her delicate brows were tightly frowned, like two little caterpillars.
Lin Hui knew that she was afraid of causing trouble for herself, and her heart softened.
She reached out and rubbed her fluffy hair, and said softly: "Be obedient, hold it obediently, and help Aunt Hui back when you grow up, okay?"
Da Qiao tilted her head and thought about it, and thought it was not bad, so she smiled and said, "Okay, from now on, I, help, Aunt Hui, do housework."
In fact, when she is not nervous or in a hurry, as long as she speaks slowly, her stuttering situation will be much better, but at home, her mother is impatient to listen to her, always showing a look of disgust, how can she not be nervous
Seeing Da Qiao and Lin Hui leave, Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law ran out of the house and spat at Lin Hui's back: "Bah, what the hell is it that my old lady is in charge of!"
Goudan's mother also came out when she heard the movement, stirring the chicken food in her hand: "Be careful, she will run to Aunt Xiuzhi and sue you!"
Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law turned pale: "She dares! If she really dares to sue, I'll sing about her liking Qiao's second son. Who will be ashamed when I see it!"
"Oh my god, can't you? You mean that bitch Lin Hui likes Qiao's second child?" The dog's mother looked excited.
Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law's chin was raised high, and she couldn't help but whisper: "Otherwise, why do you think she is so kind to Da Qiao's disaster star, because she is thinking about Qiao's second child, that bitch is very coquettish! Back then..."
Speaking of this kind of romantic gossip, Goudan's mother doesn't even feed the chickens, and hears Song Jinlai's wife say so much that she spit all over the place.
After separating from Aunt Hui, Da Qiao didn't go home immediately, but walked towards Fang's house in the north of the village with a basket on her back.