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She remembered something, "In winter, Mom saw you sitting with the old Taoist priest from a distance. You don't have fortune-telling, right?"
Huang Dan shook his head, "I'm not superstitious." It seems that Chen Jinhua didn't hear anything, it's better.
"That's good."
Chen Jinhua walked in the direction of the village, "Fate is an evil thing, and you can't just count it. Some people just count on it, but they ruin their lives, harming others and harming themselves."
Huang Dan asked curiously, "Really?"
Chen Jinhua said yes, "The older generation always said that stupid people have stupid blessings. Knowing more is not necessarily a good thing."
Huang Dan was impressed, "Yes."
Chen Jinhua turned her head, "Last time Li Gen helped us to cut rice, this time he is chasing seedlings, you go help a bunch, don't let the big guys think we are nothing."
The corners of Huang Dan's mouth twitched. The time for the rice to be spread in the fields on his side was a little later, and he had to wait a little longer before he could plant the seedlings, so he had time to stroll around. Li Gen's side was fast, and he was already busy.
But he didn't really want to go to the fields, there were leeches, "Let's go tomorrow, it's getting dark today."
Chen Jinhua said yes.
After arriving home, Chen Jinhua sat in the courtyard, removed the tails of the screws one by one, soaked them in a basin, put a few drops of sesame oil in it, and cleaned them after a while.
For dinner, Huang Dan ate fried leek with screw meat, which was the most satisfying dish he had eaten here.
He wants to be housekeeper.
Chen Jinhua has the characteristics of a traditional mother on her body. She eats and wears everything, thinking about her own children. As usual, she only picks the leaves to eat, and does not touch a piece of screw meat on the plate.
Huang Dan clipped Chen Jinhua a few times, and she still nagged, saying that she didn't like to eat that stuff, so don't clip it to her.
After the meal, Chen Jinhua cleaned up the table and wiped her greasy hands on the jacket at will, "In winter, you stay at home and go to your Aunt Wang's house to chat for a while!"
Huang Dan's voice came from the back door of the courtyard, "Okay."
The thatched huts in the village may have been built by a master. They are all like simple earthen huts. A big hole is dug in the ground and a jar is buried in it to hold feces. There are no doors and no curtains.
Huang Dan was squatting on the edge of the big tank at this time, the muscles on his legs were tense, and his buttocks were pushed back. The most painful thing for him was going to the toilet, for fear of feces splashing on his buttocks.
This squatting method is very unsafe, no wonder the original owner fell into it when he was a child.
Huang Dan shook the fan and fanned the stench away with the mosquitoes. While working hard, he sifted through all the clues he had so far, in chronological order.
Li Dagui and Wu Cuiling were the dolls of the older generation. They had a child the second year after their marriage. They did not live to be one year old. Root quit his job and went back to the village to take care of him.
Now the biggest suspect is Wang Yuemei. She lived a decent life when she was young and enjoyed the favor of many different people in Shili Ba Village. Even if she is paralyzed, she is very proud. She pursues beauty and does not allow defective products to appear. She loves outstanding and promising products. The eldest son hates the useless younger son, and her partiality is very obvious. She doesn't seem to hide her disgust and disappointment for the younger son.
In other words, Wang Yuemei is showing that only outstanding people deserve her attention and praise.
The fortune-teller said that the Wang surnamed Meifu had two sons, probably Wang Yuemei.
Huang Dan frowned and thought, and when he returned, his butt was already surrounded by mosquitoes.
On the other end, Chen Jinhua arrived at Li's house.
Wang Yuemei had just eaten, and asked Wu Cuiling to fetch her water and wipe her hands carefully. Her hands were different from the hands of women in the village. The fingers were good-looking, long and not stubby.
After Wang Yuemei wiped her hands, Wu Cuiling went out with the basin and closed the door.
Wang Yuemei leaned on the head of the bed, "Jinhua, haven't you already paid for two pairs of soles for winter? How can you pay it back?"
Chen Jinhua dipped a large needle into her hair twice, pressed the sole of her shoe nimbly, and threaded the thread one stitch at a time, "I'll make him a few more pairs of shoes in the winter."
Wang Yuemei said, "You are really busy too."
Chen Jinhua said, "I wanted to do something else, but winter stopped me from going to the fields."
Wang Yuemei said, "Winter is filial, he is a good boy, and he will be promising in the future."
Chen Jinhua said, "What can he do? He doesn't know a big character, and he can't do it outside. He can't compare with your family's Li Gen. That's really promising and responsible. In order to take care of you, Lian Da The city is no longer waiting, come back to support this home."
"Everyone says Li Gen is a dutiful son, and you Wang Yuemei gave birth to a good son."
Wang Yuemei's face softened and she was proud