Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 92 Her brother is a bastard
In the field of Dongsheng's house stood a large circle of children, the older ones were eleven or twelve years old, and the younger ones were five or six years old.

Divided into two groups, everyone held a bowl in their hands, and they lined up quietly waiting for Shuan'er and Dongsheng to scoop up soybean milk for them.

Pairs of black and white eyes are full of joyful anticipation.

When I came here, I heard what Shuan'er said, drink sweet soy milk!

Sweet, only dare to dream about the taste.

I was so excited that I wanted to jump on the spot and shout a few times, but when I saw Shu Yingtong sitting beside me with a blank face, she instinctively stood obediently, as honest as a quail.

I have never seen her get angry, and I know that the girl is not bad-tempered, but I just dare not get close to her.

Shu Yingtong didn't care about these childish behaviors of sneaking glances at her while drinking soy milk, and turning her head in panic when she caught her gaze.

It's right to be afraid, and she doesn't like a group of little sparrows chattering around her.

Glancing at the wooden barrel that was about to bottom out, he prepared to pack it up and go back to the village.

When I got up to pat the dust off my body, I glanced at the distance casually, and found a seven or eight-year-old girl holding a bowl and looking at this side eagerly, with a two-three-year-old boy on her back.

"Who are they?" Shu Yingtong patted Shuan'er who was squatting aside to watch others play with throwing stones.

The children in this area are almost here, why did you miss these two?
Shuan'er moved two steps away, peeped his head for a look, curled his lips and moved back, "Oh. It's Xiangcao and Baoshun."

"Isn't that vanilla your friend?" Shu Yingtong was a little curious.

With the snacks in his pocket, Shuan'er has the supreme status among the children in Huanshan Village.

He has a cheerful personality and is friends with everyone. This is the first time he has shown such a disdainful expression.

"No." Shuan'er waved his hand.

"Hey, Baokang, where is your brother!" Several little monkeys joked at a ten-year-old black kid.

"What nonsense, don't you bother, I told you that's not my brother! If you do this again, I won't play with you!" Hei boy turned his head sullenly and shook his fist at the vanilla in the distance.

Shu Yingtong looked at the little girl in the distance, she seemed to be very afraid of this black boy.

He lowered his eyes and turned around silently, walked two steps and then turned his head to take a look, seeing that boy Hei raised his fist again, so he had to walk away with his head drooping.

The hem of the clothes was tugged lightly, Shu Yingtong looked down at Dongsheng's eyes and asked.

Dongsheng swallowed nervously, pointed at the thin layer of soybean milk at the bottom of the bucket, and said in a low voice: "Girl, there is still a little here, can I give vanilla?"

"Go and call her over."

Dongsheng who got permission smiled at Shu Yingtong, and quickly chased after him.

The vanilla man is pretty good. Once my mother accidentally dropped a food stamp and was so anxious that she almost cried. She picked it up and sent it back.

There is no name on the food stamp, and you can go to the granary to redeem the grain after you take it.

"Huh? Dongsheng, what are you doing! You don't want to be with her! Her brother is a bastard!" Shuan'er was so angry that he wanted to rush to chase Dongsheng.

"What did you say!" Shu Yingtong's face darkened, and he stretched out his hand to grab him by the collar and dragged him back, staring into his eyes and yelling: "What do you mean her brother? Say it again!"

What is wrong with learning at a young age, learn to swear!
Being led by the nose, using cold violence against others, and being isolated!

Dead stupid!

The children who were playing were shocked. Seeing Shu Yingtong's angry appearance, they quickly stepped aside and stood still, not daring to breathe.

Shuan'er, who was treated like this by Shu Yingtong for the first time, turned pale with fright, tears welling up in her eyes.Looking into her cold eyes, she trembled her lips not daring to make a sound.

He knew that bastards meant something bad, so he blurted out too quickly just now.

Seeing sister Erya so angry, she felt that she would never love him again, and now she regretted it to death.

"Who taught him that?" Shu Yingtong sternly swept around all the children present, her tone was not as sharp as before.

The out-of-control emotion of rage is just an instant thing, and it is quickly suppressed.

Shuan'er is only five years old, so she doesn't know what bastards are, and the villagers under her command don't know how to speak such stupid words.

It was these children who played with him all day long, so it must have come from them.

Pointing to one casually, "You say."

The little boy who was clicked backed away in fright, holding back tears and almost crying, "It's not me, it's not me... They said it..."

It was so scary, he wanted to go back to his field and cry for a while...

"who are they."

The little boy shuddered, pointed at the bigger ones, and immediately shrugged his shoulders and lowered his head.

"You?" Shu Yingtong narrowed his eyes and looked at the tallest of these half-sized boys.

"It's none of my business! Baokang himself took the lead in saying it!"

The tallest one threw the pot out without even thinking about it, and his ears were filled with the sound of his beating heart.

"You, come out."

The black boy walked forward cautiously with his back arched, not daring to raise his head.

I felt two scrutinizing eyes falling on him. I didn't feel the cold wind blowing on my body just now, but now I only feel the cold from head to toe.

Dongsheng came back with vanilla, and saw something happened here from a distance.Seeing that the girl's face was so cold that icicles could fall off, she whispered to Vanilla not to be afraid, and she would say whatever she asked.

Kong, who was cleaning the grass roots on the other side of the field, heard the movement, but just looked up at the vanilla, shook his head and sighed, paying attention to the situation over there, while continuing to do the work at hand.

The girl didn't ask her to go up to ask questions, and she didn't dare to go up and talk too much.

It's just that those two children are too poor.

"Girl, Xiangcao and Baoshun are here." Dongsheng pointed to the two siblings next to him.

Shu Yingtong went back to the field and sat down, his eyes fell on the two siblings.

Whether it is grass or treasures, they are all like the wild grass roots dug out from the ground piled up on the ground.

It is gray in the yellow, with mud in it, shaking slightly in the wind.

Be disliked.

These hungry people have been coming to Huanshan Village for a month, and there are still such skeleton-shaped children who seem to be able to fall down in a strong wind?
"Give it to her." Shu Yingtong pointed to the soy milk at the bottom of the bucket.

Dong Sheng responded crisply, with a delighted smile on his face.Take the notched pottery bowl in Vanilla's hand and put it on the ground, pick up the wooden barrel and pour it into the bowl.

"Whose family do you belong to?"

Her hands were empty, and Vanilla was a little uncomfortable, her hands hanging by her sides were pressed against her trousers.Hearing the question, I scratched subconsciously, and felt a little more at ease with the fabric in my hand.

She secretly glanced at the people next to her, and she was most familiar with those disgusted and disgusted eyes.

He lowered his head and stared at the toes of his shoes with bare toes, moved his lips, whispered a name, and was blown away by the wind.

"Your parents' names embarrass you?"

The cold questioning tone pierced her heart, her heart was sore and painful, and she was a little bit unwilling to be ashamed, so she mustered up the courage and raised her head suddenly.

She looked into a pair of eyes like deep winter pools.

Cold, without waves, indifferent.

But those eyes made her shrugging shoulders relax slightly, because there was no disgust or contempt in it.

"My father's name is Xu Liusheng, and my mother's name is Huang Sanniang." Xiang Cao's eyes were firm, and her voice raised a lot.

Shu Yingtong tilted her head slightly. The name Huang Sanniang had a strong impression, and she took a second look when she was looking through the new household registration book a few days ago.

The head of the household is not Xu Liusheng, but Xu Maosheng.

A poor farmer actually has a wife and a concubine.

This concubine is Huang Sanniang.

　Thanks to Purgatory Snow God for the reward!

　　Thank you for the monthly ticket of Bianhua!

　　It's three o'clock today~ Meh!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)