Liu Zhimo turned his head and took a deep look at Li Qingling. He keenly felt that she had changed. She had a dull and reticent temperament before, even if she was scolded, she would accept it and would not fight back.
Not only did she talk back just now, but she also caused Liu's public anger without any trace. The villagers may not have noticed this, but he, a bystander, saw it clearly.
What's more, every time she met him, she blushed so much that she didn't dare to look up at him, she just called out to Brother Mo in a low voice, and ran away quickly.
But now, not only did she not blush, but she dared to speak to him loudly.
These diametrically opposed temperaments, which one is the real her
He became interested in her.
"Brother Zhimo?" Seeing that Liu Zhimo didn't answer him, Li Qingfeng called out.
Liu Zhimo regained his senses, looked away, and nodded, "Yes, but the water is too cold now, it won't be until summer."
"Okay, thank you Brother Mo." Li Qingfeng nodded happily, as long as he can learn to swim, he can do it anytime.
Seeing Li Qingfeng being so happy, Li Qingling raised the corners of his mouth. Children should be more lively, he was too dull before.
When she turned her gaze away, she glanced at Liu Zhimo indiscriminately. The way he looked at her just now made her heart ache, afraid that he would notice something.
She really thinks that he is much smarter than Mrs. Zhao, so it is not easy to be fooled. Remember to be more cautious in front of him in the future, and don't reveal too much of your personality at once. You have to do it step by step, so that you won't attract attention.
As soon as he got home, Liu Zhimo put Li Qingfeng down, talked to Mrs. Zhao, and prepared to go home.
Mrs. Zhao stopped him, and gave him half of the fur nests that Li Qingling picked today, and told him that they would not eat dead people after eating this kind of fur nests, and let him eat them without worry.
Liu Zhimo looked down at the half-basket of mushrooms, then glanced at Li Qingling who was on fire, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Auntie, did sister Qingling pick up this hairy nest from the mountain?"
"Well, she picked it up. She was also lucky yesterday. She met an old man on the mountain and kindly told her that this fur is edible, so she picked it up."
Mrs. Zhao answered with a smile, but she didn't tell Liu Zhimo that she ate this kind of hairy pot yesterday because she had the idea of dying with her daughter and son.
When she woke up this morning, the three members of her family were fine. She was thankful and at the same time relieved. With this kind of edible fluff, her family should be able to survive until the autumn harvest.
"That's indeed the way of good luck." Liu Zhimo looked at Li Qingling who was busy fetching hot water, and asked after hesitating, "Sister Qingling, can you call me next time you go up the mountain to pick up fur?"
His family didn't have much food left. If there was Maowowo, he and Zhiyan would have enough food, and the money they earned from copying books could be saved to buy polished rice for his sister.
Li Qingling was testing the temperature of the water, and felt it was a bit hot, so she added a spoonful of cold water. When she heard Liu Zhimo's question, she hummed without turning her head. Li Qingfeng, "Xiaofeng, come here quickly, if you drag on any longer, the water will burn in vain."
Li Qingfeng dragged his wet clothes, moved his feet little by little, and said with a blushing face, "Sister, I have grown up, I can wash myself." He is so old, and he asked his sister to help him take a bath, won't he Excuse me.
"It's so big, it's not even hairy yet." Li Qingling didn't give him a chance to resist at all, strode over, and wiped him clean with two strokes. Li Qingfeng clutched his penis, his face was so dry started to cry.
This time there was no need for Li Qingling to bark, she quickly ran into the bathtub, sat down, and quietly covered his penis with a cloth towel.
Li Qingling turned around and put away Li Qingfeng's wet clothes. Seeing that Liu Zhimo was still there, she raised her eyebrows, "Aren't you cold? Go back and take a shower quickly! I'll call you tomorrow morning when I'm on the mountain."
Liu Zhimo smiled at her with his eyebrows bent, and said thank you. Even Li Qingling, who had seen all kinds of beautiful men in modern times, was stopped by this smile.
Zhimo is good-looking, but my daughter can't stare at him like this!
Mrs. Zhao shook her head helplessly, and coughed twice, but Li Qingling didn't hear it, so she had no choice but to reach out and pull her, "Xiao Ling, hurry up and help Xiaofeng take a bath, the water is going to be cold."
After regaining consciousness, Li Qingling blushed for a rare moment, said that she was impolite, and turned to help Li Qingfeng take a bath.
A smile flashed in Liu Zhimo's eyes, and he bent down to pick up half a basket of mushrooms, "Auntie, I'll go home first."
"Okay, remember to take a hot bath and drink a bowl of ginger tea when you go back."
"Hmm..." Liu Zhimo walked out of the kitchen, took a few steps, and looked back at Li Qingling who was admonishing Li Qingfeng, thinking of what she said just now. ' Then, I couldn't help laughing again.
She is only ten years old, and it's really funny to say such old-fashioned words.
In fact, Li Qingling really treated Li Qingfeng with an adult mentality, completely forgetting her age at this time.
As soon as Liu Zhimo left, Mrs. Zhao looked at Li Qingling with a slight frown, sighed and said, "Little Ling, you shouldn't talk back to you today, it's bad for your reputation."
Li Qingling knew that Mrs. Zhao was used to submissiveness in front of Mrs. Liu. Before the separation, her family would always cook more and eat less. Parents don't think so yet.
She couldn't control it before, but now she must change Zhao's bun character.
"Can fame be eaten?" Li Qingling said faintly, she touched the clearly visible bones of Li Qingfeng's body, and her voice became even softer, "Mother, we used to have a good reputation, but what kind of life did you live? Don't you know? How we were separated in the end, do you remember?"
Glancing at the pale-faced Mrs. Zhao, she gritted her teeth and continued with a ruthless heart: "Mother, father is gone, and you are the only adult in the family. If you still don't stand up, what will Xiaofeng and I do?"
When Mrs. Zhao saw the bruise on Li Qingling's forehead, she kowtowed to her mother-in-law. In an instant, her eyes turned red. It was her mother who was not competent enough to protect her daughter and son. Fame, but also blame the daughter.
She lowered her head, tears dripped down, "Mother is not good enough, mother is sorry for you."
Li Qingling frowned, helped Li Qingfeng get dressed, then moved to Mrs. Zhao's side, and said helplessly, "Mother, don't cry, I don't mean to blame you!"
She just wanted her to see clearly the situation in her family, to let her know that if she remained unchanging and tough, she would continue to be bullied.
What's more, her family's conditions will improve in the future, if Mrs. Zhao still has such buns, no matter how much she owns, she will be taken away by Mrs. Liu.
Fearing that her daughter would think too much, Mrs. Zhao wiped away the tears on her face indiscriminately, and she raised her head and smiled at Li Qingling.
"Mother is happy. My daughter has grown up and can protect mother and younger brother." She reached out to touch Li Qingling's forehead, and asked with distress, "Does it hurt?"
Seeing that Mrs. Zhao stopped crying, Li Qingling breathed a sigh of relief, "It doesn't hurt! It will be fine in two days."
When the pain is numb, she doesn't feel the pain anymore. She dare not say this, otherwise it will make Zhao's tears again.
How could it not hurt? She was knocked so hard at that time that she could hear the bang bang, but seeing her daughter's resolute little face, Zhao Shi pursed her lips and didn't say anything else.
It's just that I secretly made up my mind that I must stand up, and I can't let my daughter protect her in front of her anymore.
The next day, Li Qingling went to look for Liu Zhimo with a basket on his back. When she entered his house, she saw Liu Zhiyan studying. She walked over to take a look and found that she knew most of the traditional characters on it.
"You can read?" Liu Zhimo asked her in surprise seeing that she was fascinated by it.
Li Qingling looked up at him, then shook his head, "When you teach Zhiyan to study, can Xiaofeng and I come over and study together?" In this way, it makes sense that she can read, and she can teach her younger brother in the future.
She didn't want Qingfeng Li to be blind, even if he didn't have much future prospects, at least he had to be able to see and count, so as not to be tricked.
Liu Zhimo nodded his head simply, and it didn't make much difference to him, either for one sheep or for several sheep.
Li Qingling grinned at the thought of being able to read books openly in the future, and Liu Zhimo saw how silly her smile was, so he couldn't help reaching out and patting her on the head.
"Let's go! Don't you want to go up the mountain?" He was carrying a bigger pannier than Li Qingling was carrying, and before leaving, he told Liu Zhiyan that before he came back, he must learn all the big characters he had just taught. He came back to check .
Liu Zhiyan glanced at him sadly and nodded.
"Do you want to take a break?" Li Qingling stopped, looked back at Liu Zhimo who was a long way behind her, and asked him when he walked in front of her.
Liu Zhimo looked at Li Qingling, who was neither blushing nor out of breath, and felt deeply jealous. Don't look at this little girl who is skinny, she walks very fast.
He held onto the tree trunk and exhaled heavily, before saying no, he could still walk.
"I'm tired, let's take a rest!" Li Qingling sat down directly on the ground, and comforted his wounded heart by the way, "You're not as tough as I am, and it's pretty good that you can walk that far."
Being able to walk with her without saying a word for an hour and a half, she admired his perseverance a little bit.
This time Liu Zhimo did not try to be brave, and like Li Qingling, he sat on the ground to rest, looking down at the ground in a daze. Before his parents died of illness, his life was quite good. Children go up and down to work.
But after his father and mother died of illness, he had to shoulder the burden of the family. He learned to cook, learn to do farm work, and also went up the mountain to collect firewood.
From the bumps and bumps at the beginning to the gradual proficiency, only he knows the hard work.
"Okay, let's go!" Li Qingling stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks, and then took the lead to walk towards the deep forest. Liu Zhimo regained his senses, got up and followed, the two walked for another half an hour, and finally arrived at the deep forest with a lot of mushrooms .