The Strong Wife from Peasant Family

Chapter 12: cry bitterly

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"Grandpa Village Chief, I don't want to do this either. I was forced out." Li Qingling lowered her head, looking like she was about to cry or not.

reputation? Fame is nothing compared to fate.

Hearing this, the village chief sighed again, and looked at Li Qingling's wife with pity. The older Li was, the more confused he became. Look, there will be a day when he will regret it.

"Be careful, it's not good to hurt others or yourself." It's hard for an upright official to distinguish housework, and he can't help them too much, at most he just persuades them.

Li Qingling didn't want to say any more, just nodded.

She knew that next time she encountered such a thing, she would still do the same.

The village chief shook his head, gave some more instructions, and left with his hands behind his back.

After the village chief left, Li Qingling breathed out, looked up at Mrs. Zhao, and said distressedly, "Mother, does it hurt?"

She still felt her mother's desire to protect her.

Mrs. Zhao shook her head, looking at the red and swollen foreheads of her two children, she was very distressed, and stretched out her hand to gently touch Li Qingling's wound, "It's my mother's fault, I didn't protect you well."

If she was more aggressive, the mother-in-law and the others would not dare to come to the door and bully the three of them like this.

"Mom, what are you talking about? As long as you are well, you are the best protection for me and my brother." Is her mother still pregnant? If she ever made a mistake, she and her brother would really be orphans.

Li Qingling's comforting words made Zhao's tears fall faster, but she was very comforted in her heart. After her husband was gone, her daughter seemed to have grown up all of a sudden and became the backbone of the family.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, crying too much is not good for the baby." Li Qingling wiped her tears with her hand, and comforted her in a low voice, "Next time grandma and the others come to find fault again, you have to be tough. If you get tough, they will have nothing to do with you."

After going through this kind of thing a lot, her mother, a bun, should slowly stand up.

If she couldn't stand up again, she really had nothing to say.

After Mrs. Zhao stopped crying, Li Qingling went to fetch a basin of water, and the three of them washed their faces.

As soon as she poured the water, Liu Zhimo ran in sweating profusely. He saw the swelling on her forehead, pursed his lips, and handed her a bottle of medicine, "This ointment can reduce swelling, you take it."

After putting the basin away, Li Qingling didn't show any politeness to him, but took it directly and thanked him.

If it wasn't for him, Lao Li wouldn't have left so happily if he ran to find the village chief.

"The next time you encounter this kind of thing, you come and call me, don't carry it yourself."

When he saw her standing at the door holding a knife in order to protect her mother and younger brother, he felt a little distressed. He felt distressed that she was young and had to defend her home.

Li Qingling looked at him and chuckled, "When you meet people like my grandma and my aunt, you have to be tougher than them, and more rascal than them, you..." She looked Liu Zhimo up and down One glance, "You can't, you won't quarrel."

After saying that, Liu Zhimo's face turned red, but he still stammered and told her to go to him next time if she had something to do.

Seeing that he was so persistent, Li Qingling simply nodded. If someone wanted to help her, of course she would not refuse.

Liu Zhimo glanced at her, turned around and wanted to leave, but someone grabbed his wrist. He turned his head and met Li Qingling's eyes.

"Don't go yet, I have something to tell you." Li Qingling let go of his hand and motioned him to come into the room.

He was a little puzzled, and raised his heel and walked in.

"Sit down first." Li Qingling said to Liu Zhimo.

Turning around and unscrewing the cap of the bottle, I got some ointment in my hands, gently wiped it on Zhao Shi's cheeks, and said to Zhao Shi, "This is the medicine that can reduce swelling!"

Feeling the coolness on her face, Mrs. Zhao looked at Liu Zhimo and said thank you to Liu Zimo.

Although Liu Zhimo's parents are gone, Liu Zhimo is a good child. If his daughter marries in the future, the couple will surely be able to live in harmony.

Liu Zhimo said that you are not welcome again. He watched Li Qingling busy with something deep in his eyes.

"Wait..." Li Qingling helped Li Qingfeng apply the medicine, and wanted to unscrew the lid, but was stopped by Mrs. Zhao, who poured a little medicine on her hand, and raised her hand to help her wipe it off, "You, forgot to help yourself Wipe it off."

Li Qingling smiled, screwed up the medicine this time, and handed it to Liu Zhimo.

Liu Zhimo didn't pick it up, so let them continue to use it, and the swelling will subside after two more uses.

After thinking for a while, Li Qingling stopped refusing and put away the medicine.

"Mother, did you send pheasant to Brother Zhimo?" She came back from the fair, and before she had time to ask Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Liu came to find fault with her, and now they have time to ask.

Mrs. Zhao nodded, "Let Xiaofeng take it over."

Speaking of the pheasant and fish at home, Liu Zhimo's eyes flickered, "Sister Ling, this pheasant..." The mountain where their village is located has no prey, let alone such a fat pheasant.

Where did she get it back

"Xiaofeng, go and sit outside, and call when anyone comes." Li Qingling turned her head and told Li Qingfeng that she didn't want others to know about Songshan's prey. up.

People are selfish, and her poor family can't live anymore, so of course she has to take care of her family first.

And Liu Zhimo is her little fiancé, and it's good for her family, so of course she has to give him a hand.

Li Qingfeng hummed, ran out, and sat down at the entrance of the small courtyard.

So cautious? Liu Zhimo's expression became serious.

"Brother Zhimo, I told you to wait just to tell you about the pheasant." Li Qingling sat down and looked at Liu Zhimo, "After listening, you have to keep it a secret for me."

"Of course..." He is not the savior, how could he be so generous

Knowing that Liu Zhimo is a steady person, Li Qingling also assured him, "I went to Songshan two days ago, and I made sure there is food there. I will tell you, just to ask you, do you want to eat?" Come with me?"

Matsuyama

He had heard of Songshan, and it was quite far from here. He didn't expect that Li Qingling would be so bold. He went to Songshan alone, and his heart ached. After all, it was all because of the poor family.

"Go, when will you go?" His family still owes debts, if they don't go, how can they have money to pay off the debts

Li Qingling thought for a while, "In two days, I just came back last night, let me rest for two days." Her body is really too weak, if she doesn't rest well, she will be exhausted, it will be a precarious situation for this person Home, it is a heavy blow.

Liu Zhimo hummed, and asked some more things about Songshan. After Li Qingling told them one by one, he left Li's house knowingly.

As soon as Liu Zhimo left, Mrs. Zhao said worriedly, "Xiao Ling, mother doesn't approve of you going again. There is still food at home, which can last until the autumn harvest."

That Songshan is so easy to break into, if you are not careful, you will go there and never come back. My daughter has been there for two days, and she can't sleep well for two days. She is very frightened, afraid that her daughter will not come back.

This time, she really didn't want her daughter to go again.

Glancing at Mrs. Zhao's stomach, Li Qingling bit her lower lip, shook her head and refused, "Mother, I'm going, and I have to find a way to survive. It's really impossible to rely on our little Susukida."

In the era of relying on the sky to eat, if one day, God will not open his eyes and the fields will be confiscated, then their family will really come to an end.

She was reborn in this small body, so she had to bear the responsibility of this body, fight for her relatives, and fight for a way to survive.

"Why not? Didn't we come here like this?" Mrs. Zhao forced tears, "Mother will make a little more nettles and sell them, and they will always support you and Xiaofeng."

Her husband is gone, if even her eldest daughter is gone, how can she live? She has been in fear for the past two days, because she really doesn't want to go through it again, she's really scared.

Li Qingling lowered her head, rubbed the corners of her clothes with her hands, and felt very uncomfortable, but she had to say what she had to say.

"After paying the tax, how much food is left from the family? Even if you drink porridge every day, it will only last for three or four months. If the harvest is not good one day, I'm afraid you won't even have to eat porridge." It was very heavy, so heavy that Zhao could not stop crying, "Look at my brother, he is so thin, if he doesn't eat better, how can he grow up? Besides, the baby in your stomach is coming out soon, the family With one more mouth, how can the food in the house be enough for four of us?"

Li Qingling sighed heavily, she was really tired, and didn't want to argue with Mrs. Zhao again and again about whether to go or not.

But in the face of Zhao's worry, she had to say it again.

"Mother, don't worry, I've been there once, and I'm familiar with the terrain there, so nothing will happen to me." If she doesn't go into the deep mountains, she won't encounter large beasts, so she won't have any accidents.

Mrs. Zhao lay down on the table, crying bitterly. Seeing Li Qingling, she didn't know how to comfort her.

"Sister, mother...what's the matter, mother?" Li Qingfeng ran in when he heard Zhao's crying, and asked Li Qingling worriedly.

Li Qingling patted his head, smiled wryly, and didn't know what to tell him.

"Comfort your mother and tell her not to cry. I'll cook."

After talking to Li Qingfeng, Li Qingling went to the kitchen with a heavy heart.

She had just washed the pot absent-mindedly, and was about to wash the rice when she heard someone calling.

She quickly put down the pot and walked out. Seeing that it was the village chief's wife, she smiled and called Grandma Zhou to come in and sit down.

Mrs. Zhou entered the yard, and when she heard Mrs. Zhao's cry, she sighed in her heart, but smiled and handed Li Qingling a basket, "There are a lot of vegetables at home, bring some for you to eat."

When Li Qingling saw that there were cabbage and beans in the basket, she took it with a smile, "Thank you Grandma Zhou." She took out the vegetables and returned the basket to Mrs. Zhou.

"You advise your mother, don't cry, it's hurting your body, just live life these days." Zhou persuaded, "There is still work waiting at home, I'll go first, if there is no food at home Go to grandma's house to pick it!"

"Thank you Grandma Zhou, let's go slowly!" Li Qingling watched Zhou's walk away before turning around and entering the kitchen, looking at the dishes, her heart warmed slightly.