divorce
Fang Xiaojuan really didn't think about it.
Although she didn't like Qiao Zhenjun's character that he couldn't get a fart with a single stick, and also hated that he always protected Da Qiao's scourge, divorce, it was impossible, and it was impossible in this life.
Now it's all about propaganda that women can hold up half the sky, and there are people in the city who get divorced, but which of these eight townships has divorced
If she dared to divorce, her mother would dare to beat her with a rolling pin until she could not get out of bed for three days and three nights.
Besides, where will she live after the divorce
The water poured out by the married daughter, her family will definitely not take her as a married daughter, could it be that she is told to sleep on the street
So she was shocked for a long time, and then looked at Xiao Qiao with strange eyes and said, "Jiao Jiao Er, why do you ask such a question, don't you want your mother to divorce your father? How can you think so? !"
Seeing her mother looking like she was going to eat people, Xiao Qiao realized that she was too impatient.
People in this era, no matter how hard and tired they are, will not easily divorce. If you want her mother to divorce, you have to think about it in the long run. Besides, they haven't found a suitable next family, so I will talk about it later.
Thinking of this, she lowered her head, drew circles with her toes on the ground, and whispered, "This is what my elder sister asked me before, elder sister... She seems to want her mother and father to divorce very much."
Fang Xiaojuan suddenly felt as if she had been stabbed in the lung tube, her face flushed with anger: "The scourge of Heavenly Killing is the one who loses money, I knew she was doing the trick!"
She said how could her Jiaojiaoer ask such a question, there are a lot of shady things, but there are a lot of people who are not very conscientious, and she actually pushes Xiaoqiao to let her divorce Qiao Zhenjun!
Do you think this way, she won't be kicked out of the house
Go dream!
"Jiaojiao'er, remember to stay away from that scourge in the future, don't let her bad luck get worse!" Fang Xiaojuan hummed angrily.
"Okay, I'll listen to my mother." Xiao Qiao tilted her head slightly, looking clean, obedient and good-looking.
Fang Xiaojuan saw that she was so well-behaved and thoughtful, and her anger disappeared a lot, and she cried out with her heart and soul.
***
The clouds were low, the sky was gray, and the haystacks in the fields were frosty and teeth chattering.
With a "squeak" from Qiao's small courtyard, the door of the firewood room on the far right was opened, and Da Qiao stuck out half of her small head. shiver.
She let out a breath and rubbed her cold little hands.
A burst of anger ran to the yard, picked up the broom and swept it up earnestly.
After the small courtyard was cleaned, her little face, which had grown a bit fleshy because of eating well and sleeping well, was hot and red, and the morning light came out from the thick clouds and hit her face, 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 it and cut it into small pieces, grabbed two handfuls of coarse grains and cooked it together, and then peeled the sweet potato. Chopped up and carried out to feed the chickens.
The old hen Gugu has not laid eggs for five consecutive days.
Since he was paralyzed, her father often stared at the roof in a daze. He didn't say a word all day long. He became more silent these days, and he ate less.
She thought about making some delicious food for her dad to make her get better soon, but Gugu couldn't lay eggs, it was really anxious.
She poured the chopped sweet potato skin into the chicken coop, and said in a soft and glutinous voice: "Gugu, let's fight, let's discuss, I, give, you, eat, good, eat, you, be good, lay eggs ,OK?"
The old hen cooed and ate happily.
Da Qiao pursed his lips and frowned, "Then I, when, you, promise, promise?"
"Cuckoo."
By the time 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 house, and the father and daughter ate them with pickles.
Qiao Zhenjun looked at Da Qiao and hesitated several times.
It has been more than five days since Fang Xiaojuan returned to her mother's house this time. She used to get angry. He could still pick her up, but now...
He knew that Fang Xiaojuan wanted to use this to force him to submit, but he couldn't do it.
Da Qiao is only six years old. If she is really kicked out, what is the difference between killing her directly
Da Qiao looked up and saw her father staring blankly at him. There was still more than half of the porridge in the bowl. He tilted his head and asked, "Dad, don't you want to eat?"
"Dad is full, you eat more." Qiao Zhenjun tried to pour the porridge in the bowl.
Da Qiao hurriedly covered 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 again, what will this child do in the future
Qiao Zhenjun was so worried that he was soaked 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. There were not many dry straws and wheat stalks at home, and it would not last a few days.
After telling her dad, 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."
"knowledge,
! "
In winter, there is not much to do in the field. After doing housework in the morning, women like to sit at the door while basking in the sun and soaking up the soles of their shoes, while the owners gossip with their families.
When Da Qiao passed by with the basket on his back, Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law happened to catch him: "Yo, isn't this Da Qiao? Is your mother back?"
Da Qiao's hand hurt for a while, and wanted to pull it back, but Song Jinlai's wife held it tightly: "No, no, come back, come back."
"My God, it's been almost six days, why haven't you come back? Your mother probably wants to divorce your father and won't come back?" Song Jinlai's wife exclaimed exaggeratedly.
Da Qiao's face suddenly turned pale.
She knows what divorce means. Once when her mother quarreled with her father, she threatened to divorce.
Goudan's mother followed and threatened: "Auntie told you that if your mother really divorces your father, she will definitely not want you, she will only take your sister Xiao Qiao away!"
Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law became more enthusiastic: "Poor, if you really get divorced, what do you think you and your father will do? Your father is paralyzed, and you are a little stutterer. Who would dare to marry you in the future?"
Da Qiao tried so hard to pull his hand back, his face flushed red.
Lin Hui came out from Donglin picking up dead branches just to see this scene, and shouted sharply: "Enough is enough! Do you not regret saying this to a six-year-old child?"
Goudan's mother and Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law were startled, and Da Qiao took the opportunity to break free and ran behind Lin Hui to hide.
After Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law saw who was coming, she almost poked her hand in her face: "I want you to mind your own business, I want you to mind your own business! Why don't you find a father for your Donglin when you have time?"
Lin Hui is the youngest daughter of Lin Dafa, the head of the village. A few years ago, she married an educated young man in the village, and the two had a son. Two years ago, the educated young man returned to the city and never came back.
At first, he thought that the educated youth must have abandoned his wife and son, but later he found out that he was gone and fell into the river and drowned, and Lin Hui suddenly became a widow.
Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law's words were so heart-wrenching, Lin Hui's fingers trembled with anger: "If you don't feel guilty, let's go to Aunt Xiuzhi now and see if she thinks I'm nosy, or slap you to death! "
Qiao Xiuzhi is an extremely protective person. Although she doesn't care much about Da Qiao's granddaughter, if outsiders dare to bully the Qiao family, she will definitely slap them all over the place.
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 speaking, she turned and ran away in a hurry, looking like a ghost was chasing
She is the same.
Goudan's mother also slipped away with oil on the soles of her feet: "I'm going to feed the chickens too."
Lin Hui spat at their backs, and when she looked back, she saw that Da Qiao's hands were red, and she couldn't help burning with anger. if!
For fear of scaring Da Qiao, she suppressed her anger and said softly, "Does it hurt? Go to Aunt Hui's house now, and Aunt Hui will give you a rub with medicinal wine."
Da Qiao waved his hand quickly: "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 often secretly stuffs nests for her to eat. Aunt Hui's brother Donglin is also very cute. He has two little tiger teeth when he smiles, and always follows her. She called her sister in a milky voice.
Lin Hui saw that her little face was a little 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 in front and said softly, "Go, pick up, dead branches."
Lin Hui untied her basket, and without a word, poured the dead branches into the basket behind Da Qiao.
"No, no... No way..." Da Qiao became anxious and stammered even more.
"Take it, Aunt Hui can go in and pick it up later. You carry it on your back and go back quickly, don't let you... 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 anything unusual about her, her delicate brows were tightly wrinkled, 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 when you grow up, okay?"
Da Qiao tilted her head and thought about it, thinking that this is not bad, so she smiled and said, "Okay, in the future, 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 will be much better, but at home, her mother listens to her impatiently and always looks disgusted. How can she not be nervous
Seeing that Da Qiao and Lin Hui were gone, Song Jinlai's wife ran out of the house and spat at Lin Hui's back: "Bah, what the hell, it's actually on the old lady's head!"
The goddamn mother heard the movement and came out, stirring the chicken food in her hand: "Be careful, she will run to Aunt Xiuzhi and sue you!"
Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law's face froze: "She dares! If she really dares to sue, I will sing about her love for Qiao's second son, and who will be more shameless when she sees it!"
"Oh my God, can't you? You mean that Lin Hui's bitch likes Qiao's second child?"
Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law's chin was high, and she couldn't swear: "Otherwise, why do you think she is so good to Da Qiao's misfortune star, and it's not because of Qiao's second child, that bitch is very showy! Back then... "
Speaking of this kind of peach-colored gossip, Goudan didn't even feed the chicken, and the saliva flew from Song Jinlai's daughter-in-law.
After separating from Aunt Hui, Da Qiao did not go home immediately, but walked towards Fang's house in the north of the village with the basket on her back. :,,.