Tuan Chong Fu Bao's 70s

Chapter 312

Zhou Shengli also sighed regretfully, and said, "It is said that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, but I heard that the Qin family was raped back then."

Mrs. Jiang said, "What's going on?"

Zhou Shengli laughed, "The Qin family probably doesn't know the specific situation, I just listened to the excitement. After all, when it was the most serious year, the Qin family had nothing to do. The movement has been going on for a year or two. The entire Qin family was wiped out suddenly, but anyone who thinks about it will know that they have been messed up!"

Mrs. Jiang nodded slowly.

He sighed and said, "So it is."

Zhou Shengli hummed, "How can we know what's going on in the Great Emperor's Capital! Just listen to the excitement, and the left ear will come out after listening to the right ear."

At the fork, Zhou Shengli and Mrs. Jiang separated.

Each home.

When Mrs. Jiang returned home, Zhou Xiangxiang was still sulking.

Squatting under the big locust tree, like a ball, holding a bamboo pole and drawing circles, no one paid attention to it.

Mrs. Jiang snorted, "You don't have to eat if you are capable."

Zhou Xiangxiang snorted, "If you don't eat, you don't eat!"

She is so angry.

How could you send Brother Xiyan away when Sister Nuanbao was away?
Sister Nuanbao will be so sad when she comes home.

Although Brother Xiyan said he would come back, who knows when he will come back!

Wuwuwu, sister Nuanbao will definitely blame Xiangxiang for not being optimistic about Brother Xiyan when she comes back.

If I knew it earlier, I would have tied a small rope to tie Xiyange up.

When eating at night, Zhou Xiangxiang, who was so addicted to food, really recalled that she didn't eat a single bite of the food, she had no appetite.

Cao Ya whispered, "Sister Xiangxiang, just eat a little, or you will starve to death."

Zhou Xiangxiang snorted.

Turning his fleshy little body, "I don't want to be, I don't want to eat anything."

Mrs. Jiang said, "Cao Ya, don't bother with her, she's just used to it, and if she doesn't eat, she'll starve to death."

After dinner, Wang Guiying and Zhang Xiuxiang came, "Mom, why did Xiyan just leave without telling us?"

Mrs. Jiang was afraid of the matter of extending her legs to the west. There were too many people talking about it, and she missed it.

Only then deliberately concealed it.

Hearing this, the old lady said, "What can I do if I tell you? Can you give it away or what?"

Wang Guiying choked, "Anyway, I watched the grown-up child under my nose, and left so suddenly, I feel strange."

After a pause, Wang Guiying said again, "Mother, do you know? Zhang Lingling started making quilts for herself as a dowry, and she even called Shengli's wife to help."

Mrs. Jiang's face stretched even longer, "Just do it, it's none of my business, you have nothing to do all day long, what? Just squat around and ask about these things?"

Wang Guiying knew that her mother-in-law was in a bad mood.

He didn’t get angry when he was scolded, and he still smiled, “Isn’t this related to our second child? By the way, I recently saw that our second child was not happy. He drooped his face every day, and I talked to him in a rigid manner. Damn, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Jiang glared at Wang Guiying, "Why do you talk too much? Did Hong Hong write again? Didn't she say when she brought her boyfriend home for us to have a look at?"

Wang Guiying patted her forehead, "Look at my memory, I told his third aunt about this on the way here, and I forgot it when I walked in."

Mrs. Jiang sneered, "Since what you're pretending to be about other people's gossip, your own daughters have to stand aside."

Wang Guiying smiled and took Zhang Xiuxiang with her arm, and said, "Listen, what my mother said is just making up for me."

After finishing speaking, without giving her mother-in-law a chance to scold her, Wang Guiying said hastily, "The letter I got today is said to wait for Qiu to get it back, and it will be less than two months away, and it will be soon."

Mrs. Jiang took a puff of the old tobacco.

Nodded, "In the blink of an eye, Honghong is nineteen, so is she twenty?"

Wang Guiying sighed.

Mrs. Jiang exhaled a smoke ring, "Twenty, when I was twenty, I started doing long-term work in the fields behind my boss's back."

Think about it, how fast the day flies.

The matter of being a long-term worker is like what happened yesterday, but tomorrow, her eldest granddaughter is going to get married.

Whoops!
old.

Old arms and old legs, I don't know how many years I can survive.

One day counts as one day.

One day is one day.

Live a day, get a day.

(End of this chapter)