Chapter 78
Cheng Huan knew that Li Hehua would not be so happy to let someone go, but her behavior, as well as her sullen look that others owed her money, still made Cheng Huan unhappy.

Cheng He was not happy in his heart, but he was a simple and kind person in his bones, and he was also a real relative. He always looked at his family with no help and felt sorry for him.
He laughed and said, "Ma'am, my father can't ignore you, but if grandma's wheat is left unattended, it will really be impossible for me to eat it. It's not a matter of the three of us. I think it's better to ask someone to come and help, and wait for my uncle to come back. Just let my uncle go back!"

What Cheng He said was reasonable, although Li Hehua wished that Han Qingju would die immediately, but she dared not say such a thing, her mother-in-law was a big deal, and she was not a daughter-in-law who could chew her tongue.

Cheng He is a man of culture, but she couldn't say it, and she was so angry that she didn't say a word.

"Yeah, brother is right, even if we've already done it, I'm afraid we won't be able to finish it today. If we drag it on, we won't be able to do it until the sun goes down!" Cheng Jia looked at Li Hehua like this, kindly said a word.

  After saying this, Li Hehua couldn't stay still anymore, just now she quarreled with Bai Suqin, but she couldn't get enough of the resentment, but after thinking about it carefully, it wasn't the same reason, even if she went to her own three acres of land, she couldn't finish it.

Bai Suqin was clever, she glared at Li Hehua, turned around and left without saying anything.

It was only later that I found out that I had gone to my natal family, invited someone over, and harvested the wheat in the field overnight.

Although Cheng Qian and Cheng He were very tired, they didn't dare to take a rest and went to ask Aunt Li's family to come and help, and then they harvested Han Qingju's wheat.

He was busy until late at night before he packed up the wheat and put it in the wing room.

Seeing Han Qingju lying on the kang with his own bowl beside him, Cheng Qian sighed, knowing that the porridge must be from Xu Ruyun, and felt even more guilty towards Xu Ruyun.

Although I have endured everything these years, how can I not complain in my heart? If I had lived better back then, I would not have embarked on the road of gambling. Cheng Qian thought that he was so jealous of gambling that he forgot everything. , I feel even more uncomfortable.

Without looking at Han Qingju again, Cheng Qian pulled Cheng He out the door.

Although Han Qingju couldn't speak, her heart was bright. Thinking about the past, she shed tears silently.

It never occurred to her that she couldn't move anymore, and it was her daughter-in-law who hated her most that gave her food, and it was her daughter-in-law's children who missed her, and they were the ones who helped collect the food.

Xu Ruyun's pale face appeared in Han Qingju's mind, and Han Qingju was filled with guilt!
Li Hehua's family originally had a son, and she herself worked all over the place. Although her daughter was young, she was able to help, but she didn't dare to disturb the eldest daughter.

At the beginning, the eldest daughter was very favored as a concubine, but the man was ruthless, and within two years she had a new love, and her family couldn't help her daughter. Li Hehua was also afraid that the people in the village would know her daughter's suffering, and even more so. I dare not go to my eldest daughter for help.

Who doesn't know, her eldest daughter has always been her pride.

Fortunately, there are good places in the village these years, so they hurried to grab all the food from the three-acre field, but Li Hehua felt a little aggrieved at the thought of promising someone to drink when Cheng Cai came back. .

(End of this chapter)

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