Farming concubine you are so sweet

"Qiu'er, my uncle really doesn't hit people?" Late autumn Niang lowered her voice and asked, "he looks very fierce."

Chu wanqiu shook his small head with a nasal voice: "he just looked fierce. In fact, he was very good, otherwise I couldn't come back."

Wanqiu's mother thought about it, and took Chu wanqiu to sit down: "why did you take such a big piece of meat? Even if your grandmother ate the meat, she couldn't say a good word about you. It's better to feed the dog with this meat."

"Jun Mochen said he could have a good conversation with you only after taking the meat." Chu late autumn leaned on his mother: "my mother should not eat."

Late autumn Niang reluctantly sighed: "you child, told you that my body is dirty."

Chu wanqiu pouted and said, "if it's not dirty, just rely on your mother, just rely on it!"

Wanqiu Niang has not seen Chu wanqiu act like a spoiled child for a long time, so she let her go. She knows that her qiuer must have a good life, otherwise she can be so fresh.

After the two women stayed together for a long time, wanqiu Niang pushed Chu wanqiu away: "I'll talk to my uncle alone."

"Uncle, I can see that qiu'er is doing well." Late Qiu Niang and Jun Mochen were still a little cautious: "my qiu'er is a good child. I believe you know that all the stories posted in this town are fake. Before, qiu'er was indeed a servant girl in a large family, but she was not driven out. The family moved elsewhere to take her away. She couldn't give up. I didn't promise, and then it was spread like this, I didn't know at that time. If I knew, I would be dead. How could I drag her down... "

There was no superfluous expression on Jun Mochen's face. He only said in a deep voice, "I will treat her well."

Late qiuniang smiled happily: "that's good, then I'll rest assured. Don't pay attention to the gossip. My qiuer has a good heart and knows how to hurt people. You treat her well. She will certainly treat you well."

The sun is to the West. Even if Chu late autumn doesn't give up, he must go back.

Mrs. Chu also looked impatient: "go, go, go, there's no extra rice for outsiders at home. Wanqiu Niang, you hurry to cook. You haven't worked all day today. Do you think you're a young grandmother?"

Chu wanqiu bit his teeth angrily, but he was robbed by Jun Mochen when he was about to speak.

His tone was light, but he had a strong sense of oppression: "we'll come back in a few days. If qiu'er's mother hasn't become thinner, she'll bring you meat. If she becomes thinner, there'll be no meat for you."

Old lady Chu brightened her eyes and immediately changed her words: "OK, let's go back and have a rest later. I'll let the eldest daughter-in-law cook. If you want your mother, qiuer, come back and have a look."

That piece of meat is enough for several meals. It's good if you can eat it often.

Chu wanqiu also saw old lady Chu's mind and was relieved to know that her mother could be better.

They walked all the way home. The sunset burned some red. It was warm to see, and their hearts were gradually warm.

Chu late autumn looked at Jun Mo Chen with a soft waxy tone: "Why are you so good?"

"That makes me feel better? It's lucky you met me, or you'll be left with nothing left. " Jun Mochen glanced at Chu wanqiu and saw that her eyes were bright and her heart was a little numb: "your mother should be able to live better recently. Giving meat is just an expedient measure. I will find a way in the future."

He'll find a way to reunite their mother and daughter.

Chu wanqiu's heart jumped with joy, and a trace of joy and helplessness flashed in Jun Mo Chen's eyes.

He sighed softly, "you are still so young. Try to grow up."