The peasant daughter of the crossing

Chapter 232

It was noon, and Ruhua was ready to make lunch.

"Mother, Xiaobao is here to help you light the fire." As soon as Xiaobao followed Ruhua into the kitchen, she hurriedly sat down on the stove.

Regarding Xiaobao's actions, Ruhua didn't say anything, just waited for Xiaobao to light a fire, and then started cooking.

Mother didn't say anything to him since she came back, and he was a little sad.In fact, he would rather his mother beat him up, at least so that mother would not stop talking to him!But the current appearance of his mother made him a little unpredictable. He had never seen his mother so angry before!
Mother won't leave him as soon as she gets angry, leave this house!

When he thought of this, he felt aggrieved and afraid, but he didn't dare to shed tears...

At noon, Saburo returned home with a log on his shoulders.

Although the weather was a bit cold, Saburo actually entered the house sweating profusely.

"Ruhua, is there any hot water in the pot? Hurry up and scoop some up for me, I'm sweating all over my head." Before Sanlang entered the kitchen, his voice came first.

Ruhua scooped up water for Saburo when she heard this.

But Sanlang felt that the atmosphere was weird since he entered the kitchen, he couldn't tell what was weird for a while, he didn't know until he washed his face, it turned out that the kitchen was very quiet today.Normally, if Xiaobao and Ruhua were both at home, he could hear the mother and son's laughter as long as he was far away, but when he entered the room today, what he saw was Ruhua's stinky face, and the little girl who lowered her head and seriously lit the fire. precious.

I don't know what happened to the mother and son, and San Lang couldn't say anything for a while, so he said without words, "Ru Hua, what are you having for lunch today?"

"What to eat? It's not rice!" Ruhua rolled her eyes, this question is not an idiot's question!Didn't he see that she was serving rice for the steaming pavilion?
Only then did Sanlang notice Ruhua's movements, and scratched his head in embarrassment, "Hehe, didn't I just faint from hunger and didn't see it?"

I don't know if this question is like a flower, after all, Sanlang is logging in the mountains!This work is labor-intensive, "Wait a while! The meal will be ready in a while."

Seeing Ruhua, Saburo really thought he was hungry, so he quickly said, "No hurry, no hurry, just take your time."

After finishing speaking, Sanlang sat next to Xiaobao and touched Xiaobao with his foot, but Xiaobao didn't respond, and continued to burn the fire seriously.Sanlang raised his head and saw that Ruhua was looking at him. He quickly smiled awkwardly. Seeing that Ruhua didn't look at him again, he whispered to Xiaobao next to him, "Xiaobao, what's the matter? Why don't you talk?"

Xiaobao tilted his head and stared at him with extremely aggrieved eyes. Suddenly, something was brewing in those eyes. Seeing this, Saburo panicked, and quickly whispered, "What's wrong with you! Tell me clearly! Why didn't you say anything?" Are you about to cry?"

Maybe it was Saburo's voice that made Ruhua hear it!It may also be that Xiaobao's appearance has been seen by Bai Ruhua.Anyway, when the two father and son saw Ruhua's fierce eyes shot over, both father and son trembled immediately, as for the tears that hadn't brewed in Xiaobao's eyes, they were suppressed all at once.

When Ru Hua's eyes turned away, San Lang turned his head to look at Xiao Bao, stared at Xiao Bao with the same eyes as Xiao Bao, and asked sadly, "Why did you make your mother so angry? I've never seen her so angry with you!"

"I...I..." The tears that had been suppressed fell silently this time, like pearls sprinkled on a jade plate, one by one.

Seeing this, San Lang quickly hugged Xiao Bao in his arms, and patted him gently, how did this child mess with his mother today!They made both of them look like this!
Lunch is ready, the family has lunch.

After the weather turned cold, Xiaobao no longer had the habit of taking a nap, but today he went into his room without saying a word after dinner.

When Sanlang watched Xiaobao close the door, he also looked at the kitchen resentfully, but Ruhua didn't seem to see that look at all, she lowered her head and washed the dishes, and finally, the door closed with a creak.

It seems that this matter is not easy today!Otherwise Ruhua wouldn't be so angry.Saburo thought silently in his heart, he decided to be careful in everything, otherwise it would be bad if the flames of war spread to him. After all, he still has some things that he hasn't explained to Ruhua clearly. Maybe the fire was all on him, and maybe he would do more serious things when he got angry!

But asking him to watch the cold war between mother and son is not an option, so he is going to test it carefully.

Sanlang walked up to Ruhua, helped Ruhua put the cleaned rice bowl in the cupboard, and said, "Hua'er, what's wrong with Xiaobao today? He hasn't spoken since I got home? And he forgot Feed the buns!"

Ruhua scooped up the dirty water in the pot, wiped the water on her waist casually, and said, "How do I know what's wrong? If you want to know, why don't you ask yourself?"

After saying this, Ruhua untied the apron and hung it on the kitchen wall, and left the kitchen without waiting for Saburo to reply.

Hot face sticks cold ass!But Sanlang upheld the spirit of not giving up, and hurriedly followed, kicking Ruhua's heels and said, "Didn't I just want to ask him? But you saw it too, and he didn't want to say it!"

"If he doesn't want to say it, you don't ask. Do I want to say it?" Ruhua went to the bedroom and sat on the stool, and gave him a blank look.

"Hehe, isn't it easy for you to say something?" Sanlang sat on the bed and Ruhua faced each other.

"It's easy to say? Huh! You look at this first?" Ruhua thought that Kuang and Liu's faces were full of anger. They were obviously eating for nothing and didn't want to help. Two pieces of cloth the size of handkerchiefs were thrown over.

Saburo picked up the two pieces of cloth on his body, looked at them curiously for a while, and said, "Ruhua, you can use this cloth to cut insoles! These two pieces of cloth should be able to cut a pair." But why did he see Ruhua's face? It was even worse than before, and he said quickly, "Don't look at the roughness of this cloth, but if it's used to cut insoles! It's quite wearable..."

(End of this chapter)