Dressed as a vicious stepmother, the whole family is full of wealth

Chapter 35, someone at home

With that said, Xiao Qing turned around to look for the bamboo basket that he had just hidden.

Just now, she was afraid of being discovered by those two bad women, so she grabbed hay from the ground and sprinkled it on top of the mushrooms to cover it up, and put it behind the stone slab.

She walked over angrily and pushed aside the hay on the bamboo basket. At this moment, two small hands suddenly appeared on her waist, and a thin and small body hugged her from behind.

Xiao Qing was startled, and the movements of his hands froze, and he knew whose hand it was at a glance.

She patted Qiao Cheng's hand: "Xiao Cheng, what are you doing? Let go, grandma's body is dirty, and it will make your face gray later, let go quickly."

Qiao Cheng didn't speak, just wiped tears on her body.

Xiao Qing would not persuade adults to cry, let alone children. The clothes on his body were wiped with a lot of snot and tears by him, and they were still the clothes behind her buttocks.

"Xiao Cheng, be obedient, let go of grandma, why are you crying?" Xiao Qing still froze and waited for Qiao Cheng to let go.

After screaming for a long time, Qiao Cheng rubbed and rubbed behind her, and even crawled on her body and into her arms, making her waist itchy.

Xiao Qing didn't dare to push him away, the road was full of rocks, if he was pushed and fell badly, it would be a bad thing.

"Xiao Chengniang, hurry up and tear this child off me!" Xiao Qing called out to Zhou who was watching the fun.

Zhou Shi saw Qiao Cheng making trouble in his mother's arms, she didn't know what Xiao Cheng was thinking, he grew up slowly, and he knew better than anyone else that his father was a forbidden place in his heart, no one could say or mention it.

Today, my mother not only protected Xiaocheng's reputation, but also his father's reputation. In the future, no one in the village would dare to say anything wrong with his father.

"Mother, with my thin arms and thin legs, it's very difficult for me to hug Xiao Cheng, but I can't tear him down!" Zhou smiled and carried the jujubes in the two bamboo baskets: "Mother, how about I help you carry the bamboo baskets, You go back with Xiao Cheng on your back!"

Xiao Qing categorically refused: "No, he has grown his own legs, let him walk back by himself! I'm almost exhausted today, let him go down quickly, this kid is too annoying!"

Her bamboo basket was very heavy, Zhou's thin body couldn't carry it.

She looked at Xiao Cheng in her arms angrily, glared at him, and ordered: "Xiao Cheng, do you listen to grandma?"

Qiao Cheng kept smiling while pursing his lips, nodded tacitly, and didn't speak.

Xiao Qing ordered with a cold face: "Then you go down for me, you are so old, you are already ten years old, and you still want grandma to hug you?"

Qiao Cheng was not afraid of being attacked by her, he still smiled and wiped away his tears, keeping his mouth tightly closed.

Xiao Qing was so disturbed by him that he couldn't help it, and finally sat on the rock, followed him to let him lie in his arms for a while, and when he was tired, he should go down.

Alas, you can't beat him. She doesn't have a habit of beating children.

After a few breaths, after Qiao Cheng wiped away his tears, he finally stood up from Xiao Qing, then walked to Mrs. Zhou, took two bamboo baskets of dates from his mother and carried them on his back.

"Grandma, let's go home!" Qiao Cheng looked at Mrs. Zhou: "Mother, I will carry the two bamboo baskets, and you help grandma carry the heavy one."

Zhou didn't have time to hesitate, and Qiao Cheng carried two jujubes in bamboo baskets, one on his back and the other in his arms, and went home first.

Xiao Qing put the bamboo basket on his back, smiled and walked in front of the dazed Zhou Shi: "Let him go, this child has grown up all of a sudden!"

Mrs. Zhou hummed, and helped Xiao Qing walk home together.

After resting for a long time, Xiao Qing felt that her legs had strength, and she walked faster.

Although home is right in front of you, the road still needs to be walked step by step. Xiao Qing thought that there should be a lot of steps back and forth today, and adding yesterday's more than 2 steps, there should be a surprising number of steps.

Just when they got to the gate of the yard, Xiao Qing felt that their jujube tree could not be kept anymore, the smell of cooking in the thatched shed had already attracted the villagers, and there were already two or three people standing at the door of the thatched shed.

"Mother, isn't that Mrs. Du from Jiang Feng's family at the entrance of the village? And her sister-in-law, her youngest son Sanxing?" Seeing Mother Zhou stopped, she looked at the three people at the door of the grass shed.

Xiao Qing thought for a while, last time Mrs. Du tried her best to persuade her to reconcile with Qi Dazhen who said she was close to her. This person is not good at talking, gossiping and nosy, but thinking that the two daughters-in-law of the Jiao family are still quietly following them behind him, There was an idea in my heart.

Although Du Shi is not the kind of person who likes to find trouble, but the matter of mushrooms and chestnuts has to be kept from her, and Dongzao may not be able to keep it.

"I'll go back to the hut later, you put the winter dates at the door of the hut!" Xiao Qing instructed Zhou.

Although Zhou didn't understand why Mother did this, she did whatever Mother said, "Okay!"

The three of them walked silently, and when they came to Mrs. Du who was concentrating on watching Mrs. Qin cook, the three of them hadn't noticed yet.

Xiao Qing saw the three of them staring straight at the pot in the thatched shed, San Xing's saliva was left behind, and his head was about to stick into the pot, probably he hadn't seen such delicious food for a long time, he was so greedy.

The three of them focused on the pot, which was fine. She walked over quietly, but they didn't pay attention.

And Mrs. Zhou deliberately put two bamboo baskets of winter dates behind Mrs. Du, and asked with a smile, "Sister-in-law Du, are you here to visit this early in the morning?"

Mrs. Du turned her head in shock, saw Mrs Zhou greeting her, and there was a bamboo basket of winter dates behind her, she took two steps back and asked with a smile, "Little Chengniang, why are you walking so silently? Suddenly talking behind her, scaring me One jump!"

While talking on her mouth, her eyes followed Xiao Qing who had just walked over. Seeing that she was holding a big bamboo basket, she couldn't see what was in it. Could it be winter dates?
With so many winter jujubes, how much should I sell them for?

"We called you just now, but you didn't hear it!" Zhou Shi and Qiao Cheng smiled and carried the winter dates on their backs to the water tank.

Mrs. Du has been here for a long time, but she has not uttered a word from Mrs. Qin's mouth. This morning, there are lard and wild vegetables. Where did you get rich and eat so many good things?
She knew that Mrs. Zhou was more honest than Mrs. Qin, so she couldn't stand the stereotypes. She smiled and followed Mrs. Zhou, trying to trick her: "Xiao Chengniang, there are so many winter jujubes, when are you going to sell them?"

Mrs. Zhou said gently: "Go to the county town to sell it tomorrow morning."

"Then there are so many winter jujubes, I guess they can sell for a lot of money, right?" Mrs. Du said with a smile, "I just watched your younger siblings make breakfast, and your family has white noodles?"

Two days ago, Qiao Erjing went to the mountains to pick wild vegetables, and wanted to marry Qiao Yu to Fang Si, a fool in Fangjia Village. In the blink of an eye, he ate white noodles in two days. Yesterday, the family went to the county town and heard that they had sold winter jujubes for a day. The three of them carried three bamboo baskets on their backs, so they must have sold for a lot of money.

Mrs. Zhou poured the jujubes into a large basin to pick out the good ones: "My sister-in-law doesn't know about those white noodles you mentioned, but they were bought with my mother's own money."

After hearing this, Mrs. Du believed it on the surface, but shook her head in disbelief in her heart. Like Xiao Qing, who is famous for beating his sons and daughters, the money is deducted from the sons and daughters. Although there are many people like Xiao Qing in the village, there are not many.

(End of this chapter)