Marry a rough man!I became the stepmother of the soft and cute dumpling

Chapter 13
As the day drew to a close and night fell, on the platform on the second floor of the medical center, An Shuyue was lying crouched on the wooden table, writing prescriptions silently, while looking out at the street scene from time to time.
Different from the desolation in the past when the stalls were about to be closed, the villagers in the street downstairs were still in an endless stream at this time, and the roofs of various roofs were covered with lanterns, and the lights of thousands of houses were gradually lit.
"Sister, if you don't concentrate, you will be punished by your mother for copying again." An Yuce, who was sitting by the side and writing, kindly reminded.
"Today is the Lantern Festival, who wants to stay in the house and memorize." An Shuyue twisted her body, endured it for a long time, finally threw the pen, lay on the table next to the wooden railing, and began to yell, "Brother , let's go out and play."

The ink-sucked nib made the last stroke, An Yuce let out a long breath, sat down quietly, and was about to speak out to persuade him, when he saw the figure at the door out of the corner of his eye.
"An Shuyue! She's being lazy again!"

"Mother, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong!"

White fingers picked up An Shuyue's ears, and the woman's coquettishness and the child's begging for mercy sounded at the same time.
"This is a life-saving prescription!" An Xiaoxiao looked at the messy rice paper on the table, then glanced at An Yuce who was sitting obediently next to him, her tone became even more hateful, and the hand that was twisting her ear was tightened again A few points, "It will be of great use to you in the future."

"It hurts! Mother!" An Shuyue gasped, carefully grabbed An Xiaoxiao's sleeve, and said coquettishly: "With Mother here, what are you afraid of?"

Mother is not omnipotent either. An Xiaoxiao looked at An Shuyue whose face was flushed with a complicated expression, sighed helplessly and let go of her hands, "Go down and wash your face first, and we will go together when Aunt Rong comes."

"what?"

"Ah, what, I'm not going to the Lantern Festival!" Seeing that the two little ones didn't respond, An Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows on her hips and said, "Or you don't want to go? Do you want to stay here and copy books?"

"Go, go!" An Shuyue was stunned for a moment, shouting "Mother is the best", while pulling An Yuce and ran down, and An Xiaoxiao's brows were furrowed by her anxious look, "Slow down , don't fall!"

Today is the annual Lantern Festival in Daoxiang Village. An Xiaoxiao led the two little ones and waited for Rong Niang to come over in front of the hospital. An Shuyue held An Xiaoxiao's hand and listened to the noise from the market in front of the Confucius Temple. With a sound, his face was full of anxiety, and even An Yuce, who had always been calm, began to glance outside the door uncontrollably.
"Grandma, you have to go out." Suddenly a familiar shout came from beside her, and An Xiaoxiao turned her head to see Dawu standing beside Rongniang with her arms around the medicine basket, her eyes were both surprised and happy.
"It just happened that Da Wu came back from collecting medicine, so we came together." Rong Niang helped her hair on her temples, coughing a few times.
Since the last trouble in the medical center, An Xiaoxiao started a unilateral cold war with Dawu, and began to avoid him intentionally or unintentionally. She glanced at Dawu, hummed coldly, and was about to take the two little ones and leave. Thinking of An Shuyue suddenly breaking away from her palm, she rushed towards Da Wu: "Uncle Da Wu, let's go together!"

"Uncle Dawu, today is the Lantern Festival, let's go play together!" An Shuyue deliberately ignored the threat in An Xiaoxiao's eyes, and leaned on Dawu.
"Today is also rare. It's good for the whole family to go shopping in the street."

Seeing that Rong Niang also came out to smooth things over, An Xiaoxiao couldn't say anything more, she glared at An Shuyue who was secretly sticking out her tongue, and walked forward in silence.
"Grandma, wait for me." Seeing that An Xiaoxiao let go, Dawu burst into laughter, he hurriedly put down the medicine basket and chased after her.
A row of big lanterns was lit on the roadside to the east of the entrance of the village, and the lights of various colors shone on the side of the street. There were two rows of roads leading to the Confucian Temple, and various small stalls were set up. It was brightly lit. An Xiaoxiao shuttled through the market, watching all kinds of people running and busy on the street, full of voices and vitality.
"Don't look, let's talk about something." The two little ones have already dragged Rong Niang and ran away crazy. Only Da Wu was still silently following An Xiaoxiao. She walked and watched all the way. A wooden hairpin, I picked it up and looked at it, then put it down again.
Da Wu, who was caught, was not shy at all, just scratched his head shyly, looked east and west, held back for a long time, and said as if mustering courage: "Grandma, are you angry with me?"

"No." An Xiaoxiao said concisely, she tilted her head and thought for a while before saying, "You don't belong here."

On the day when there was an incident in the medical center, she could not dodge such a short distance, even with her skill, Da Wu was able to block the knife for her with all her strength. How could such a reaction be expected by an ordinary countryman?
The stern and gloomy eyes that day overlapped with the always shining eyes looking at her in front of her, and An Xiaoxiao was dazed for a moment.
"Let's go as soon as you get better." The market in the village is not big, and the two of them had almost seen their heads after walking for a while. An Xiaoxiao stopped at the intersection and said indifferently: "I'm here Can't keep you."

The man who was still smiling suddenly stopped in his tracks. He shrank his neck, his face full of bewilderment. An Xiaoxiao made up her mind not to wait for him, and walked back alone.
Immediately before she arrived at her own yard, the two little ones were still playing wildly with Rong Niang in the market, she lowered her head and pondered, wondering if she should go back to the clinic to make up the medicine for tomorrow morning.
"Auntie! Auntie!" A hasty gasp came from behind, An Xiaoxiao turned around in astonishment, and saw Dawu chasing after him with his palms clenched tightly and his head covered in sweat.
"This, it looks good!" Da Wu gasped heavily, with a silly smile on his face, his palms spread out, and a hairpin lying in his palms.
The whole body of the hairpin is pitch black, and I don't know what kind of wood it is made of. The head of the hairpin is carved like auspicious clouds, and the style is simple and simple.
That was the wooden hairpin that An Xiaoxiao put down at the market just now.
The smiling man with crooked eyes was still sweating from his nose. Seeing that An Xiaoxiao didn't reach out to pick it up, he just stuffed the hairpin into her hand without much entanglement. He pushed open the wooden door by the yard and went back to his room, " Auntie, see you tomorrow!"

The sound of Rong Niang and the two little ones arguing came from a distance, An Xiaoxiao stood in front of the courtyard gate, quietly lowered her head to look at the wooden hairpin in her hand, and slowly closed her palms together.
"Big fool."

"Brother Wuda, whoops! Where can I find such a good girl!"

There were few people in the medical center today, so An Xiaoxiao thought about it, and bought two carp to go home early. She never thought that she heard the chattering noise from the back room before she stepped into the door, she frowned slightly, and slowed down her pace.
"Brother Dawu, at least give me an accurate answer. I'm still waiting for you." An old woman in a red jacket stood in the courtyard, waving a handkerchief with a happy expression on her face, her lips opened and closed quickly, and her voice was so high that it made people's ears buzz. rattle.
"What's going on?" An Xiaoxiao saw Da Wu who was huddled aside with a frightened face when she entered the door. She looked at the old woman with some displeasure.
"Oh, this is Mrs. An." The old woman who was still spitting all over the place just now saw An Xiaoxiao. When she rolled her eyes, she was about to grab her palm with her waving arms. Withdrew a step and asked, "Who is this?"

"It's Mrs. Hao from the east of the village, here to help Dawu matchmaking." Rong Niang, who was sitting by the side, said helplessly. She got up and turned her back to everyone, and made a few silent mouth shapes.
Very difficult.
Difficult to deal with? Is there a aunt who is difficult to deal with? An Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows. She deliberately did not look at the helpless Da Wu, and said loudly: "Which girl is interested in our Da Wu?"

"It's Li Xiucai's family in the west of the village." Aunt Hao couldn't stop her joy, "That's a good family. His father is a scholar, he has a house and a field, Chunhua just passed the [-]th of this year, and the conditions are more than enough for a great martial artist."

"People also said that as long as Dawu agrees, you don't have to pay the dowry, and you can just live at home. Such a good fortune, where can I find it?"

Village West Li Xiucai, a widower, his daughter's famous shrew, beat and scolded her father when things went wrong. She dare not want such a blessing.
An Xiaoxiao sneered in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She just made a long sound, turned her head to look at Dawu, and asked, "Sounds good, Dawu, what do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)