The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 3 She also really wants to be that kind of person

There is very little oil, so washing dishes is not very difficult.

The little girl cleaned the dishes and chopsticks neatly, and then put the dishes and chopsticks into the wooden cabinet.

His two little hands were swollen from the water, and he wiped the apron vigorously twice to wipe off the water stains.

Suddenly, she thought of the fat woman who came to the house during the day today.

Pei Xiaoya's memory has always been very good. She clearly remembers the way the mother-in-law looked at her at that time. How can I describe it?
It's like my mother saw the fat.

Or it is the only time I go to the market to see all kinds of goods in my eyes.

It seemed that in the eyes of that fat woman, she was just a commodity.

And my mother's attitude towards that woman was surprisingly good, with a very low profile.

She shook her head, suppressing the slightest uneasiness in her heart.

Maybe parents are going to sell themselves.

Life in Peijia Village is normal, but it is not to the extent of selling children.

Pei Xiaoya still remembers when she was two or three years old, she heard the aunts in the village talk about a sister Wang from the next village.

The family couldn't survive anymore, so they were sold by their parents to a child, and they sold it for a few coins.

But I am doing all the things I can do at home, which can be regarded as a moderate labor force.

If you have great strength, you will definitely be able to do more in the future.

Although the family is not considered rich, they are not short of these coins.

When the mother is about to go to the ground, she can take care of her younger brother at home.

Thinking of this, she put her mind at ease.

Walking into the main room, I saw my father and mother leaning against the bed and looking at my sleeping brother.

The bright yellow oil light was very soft, and the little girl's eyes unconsciously showed envy.

If only, if only he was a boy.

You can go to school to read and read, and you can be held in the palm of your parents.

The sound of walking in brought the couple back to their senses, and they remembered that they would take Xiaoya to meet Li Yuanwai in the city tomorrow.

Pei Dacheng raised his lips, smiled at Xiaoya, and beckoned.

When Xiaoya saw her father smiling at her, she couldn't help but feel happy in her heart.

Those vague worries before were pushed to the back of her mind, and she ran up to the husband and wife with a thud.

Hearing the sound of running over, Zhang Hua glanced at her son, but fortunately she was not awakened.

There was a bit of unhappiness in his eyes suddenly, and he frowned tightly, but when he thought of something, he relaxed again.

The little girl saw Zhang Hua's frowning eyebrows all of a sudden, and then realized that the sound she made might wake up Pei Jinbao who was sleeping.

He stopped suddenly, walked slowly in front of them, and whispered to Zhang Hua.

"I'm sorry, mother, I didn't pay attention to arguing with my brother."

Her expression was cautious, she unconsciously glanced at her mother's face from the corner of her eye, and felt relieved when she saw Zhang Hua's brows stretched.

And Pei Dacheng said to Xiaoya with a smile.

"It's okay, our little girl is becoming more and more obedient, tomorrow I will go to the market with my father, and my father will buy a red-headed rope for our little girl."

Xiao Ya's small face suddenly showed a smile.

"Really, dad?"

"of course."

"Thank you dad!"

Pei Dacheng patted her head.

"Okay, go to sleep."

Pei Xiaoya nodded and went out. There are three rooms in their house.

The larger one is the main room, where there are beds, tables and chairs, and it is a room for eating and husband and wife.

One of the two small rooms is the kitchen, and the other is the place where firewood is piled up in the miscellaneous room, where they put a small bed for the little girl.

Thinking of this, Zhang Hua said.

"His father, when we get the money, we have to build another room, otherwise when Jin Bao grows up, where should he sleep?"

Pei Dacheng nodded, and then turned off the oil lamp.

Farmers go to bed early, there is no activity, the lights are on, and they don’t need money?
………………

Pei Xiaoya was held by Pei Dacheng and walked in the market.

The sound of hawking is everywhere.

"Candied haws."

"Selling wontons, delicious wontons!"

"Here are two steamed stuffed buns, very authentic!"

"Does the guest come to have a bowl of Yangchun noodles?"

Pei Xiaoya moved her small nose, smelling the fragrance in the air, she couldn't help licking her lips, it smells so good.

Before going out, Zhang Hua had already made Zhamian pancakes for them, how could he spend so much money on them?

They walked through the bustling streets, and Pei Dacheng fulfilled his promise and bought her a red-headed rope.

Pei Xiaoya laughed so hard that her eyes narrowed.

Pei Dacheng had thick hands, so he asked the aunt who sold the hair rope to tie it up on the spot.

Xiaoya didn't know why she didn't take it back and tie it again, but if she did it now, she would be very happy.

The aunt was skillful and tied a beautiful knot.

Although the hair quality of this little girl is not good, but after all, she is full of food every day, and she is not sallow and emaciated, and her hair is yellow.

The hair is tied together with a red rope, and the bright red color symbolizes vigorous vitality, which dilutes the dry split ends and non-greasy color of the hair.

The aunt took a look and couldn't help but praise.

"What a pretty girl."

The little girl looks really good.

He is young, and because he has not eaten any good things, he is a little sallow, but he can see the good color.

Has a pair of delicate bones and black eyes.

She couldn't help pursing her lips and smiling, and Pei Dacheng's mouth was also full of smiles.

And suddenly.

There was a booming sound in the sky.

They couldn't help but look up, and there were layers of clouds filling the air.

In Xiao Ya's eyes, it was as if the clouds in the sky were suddenly pressed down.

what's going on.

And at this moment, a ship-like object emerged from the clouds.

Xiaoya has never seen such a majestic creation.

The white and flawless hull, the soaring sails, and the flashing inscriptions engraved on the eighteen oars are shining brightly.

On the high end of the boat, there were more than a dozen people standing there.

Xiaoya didn't know how to describe them, it was the first time she saw such good-looking brothers and sisters, as well as uncles and aunts.

They were all wearing white embroidered clothes with dense golden patterns on them.

Xiaoya didn't see it very clearly, as if she felt that she had seen a real fairy character. The fairy family priests in the fairy tales she heard in the past suddenly took shape.

"It's a fairy! It's a fairy!"

The voice came from nowhere, and then it caused the shouts of "immortals enter the world." one after another.

The people who were still standing densely all knelt down abruptly.

He kept saluting towards the immortal.

Pei Dacheng also knelt down suddenly, his eyes were devout.

But he saw his girl staring at the fairy stupidly and nakedly.

In a panic, he pulled her down and knelt on the ground.

"Stupid girl, what are you doing, why don't you salute the immortal and bless our family with good weather in the coming year?"

Only then did Pei Xiaoya come back to her senses, and lowered her eyes.

Pei Dacheng ignored the little girl and continued to pray.

The girl sneaked another look, but couldn't hold back.

The older sister, also a girl, stood in the clouds.

The white clothes, as clear as snow, looked like a fairy that he had never seen before.

There was an astonishing light in his eyes, and he took a deep breath.

The sounds one after another were extremely complicated, but the sound of plopping was clearly heard.

It was his own heartbeat that was frighteningly fast, and he stared closely at the gold pattern embroidery on the white shirt, refusing to take his eyes off.

She also wanted to be that kind of person.

(End of this chapter)