Rebirth: Don’t be a coward and be a mother’s baby

Chapter 33 Auntie, you won’t blame me, right?I'm just a child
On the first day of the first lunar month, Xie Jianjia opened her eyes in the morning and found a red envelope from under her pillow. She knew that Zhou Chunyan must have stuffed it into her while she was awake.

When I opened it, I saw ten dollars.

She happily put away the ten dollars, got up and changed her clothes.

At this time, Zhou Chunyan also came back from outside. She was cold and called Xie Jianjia to go to the boss's wife's house to have breakfast with her.

Xie Jianjia looked at her mother with a smile and said excitedly, "Mom! Happy New Year!"

"Jiajia, Happy New Year." Zhou Chunyan gently touched her daughter's little head, took out a rubber band and tied her daughter into a braid that looked energetic, and then picked up a comb to comb the broken hair on her forehead to both sides. Combed.

"Jiajia, be sure to remember to say some auspicious words to the landlady later."

Xie Jianjia nodded, she is good at this.

As soon as she entered the boss's wife's house, Xie Jianjia smelled the strong aroma of chicken soup floating in the air, and instantly her mouth was filled with saliva and her appetite was whetted.

Xie Jianjia watched the landlady bring the chicken soup and immediately shouted: "Grandma Zhang, happy New Year, may you get rich and have more than you want every year! I wish you good health, all the best, good luck and happiness, and be happy every day!"

A bunch of auspicious words so early in the morning that the landlady couldn't tell what was going on, and she kept saying "good" several times.

"Come on, come on, Jiajia, come and try this soup."

Xie Jianjia took a look at the chicken soup. There was no fried rice, noodles or eggs. It was just a bowl of chicken soup, with a milky white soup base and a light layer of golden fat floating on it.

Under the expectant eyes of the proprietress and Zhou Chunyan, Xie Jianjia picked up the soup spoon, took a spoonful, blew in the hot air on it, and when the temperature was right, Xie Jianjia put the soup into her mouth.

"How is it? Is it good?"

Zhou Chunyan was more anxious about the result than the landlady.

Xie Jianjia nodded and said without thinking, "It tastes good! Mom, it tastes better than the chicken soup I drank before!"

In fact, Xie Jianjia has never tasted the chicken soup made by several people. In her previous life, when Zhou Chunyan was still there, when the family would stew old hens during the holidays, Wang Meihua would not give it to Xie Jianjia, but Zhou Chunyan would secretly fill a small bowl and feed it to Xie Jianjia. Later, when Zhou Chunyan passed away, Xie Jianjia couldn't quite remember the taste of the chicken soup Zhou Chunyan simmered.

After her mother was gone, the Xie family would only feed Xie Jianjia leftovers, and never even think about chicken soup. Grandma Dong would sometimes ask Xie Jianjia to eat when she was cooking, but Wang Meihua refused nine out of ten times, leaving the rest Once when I went to Grandma Dong's house, I had to look at Wu Xue's face and endure Wu Xue's strange temper. Later, Xie Jianjia was embarrassed to bother Grandma Dong again.

In this life, Zhou Chunyan was divorced and worked in a small restaurant. Sometimes the chicken soup cooked by the proprietress was not sold, so she would eat it herself and often give Xie Jianjia a bowl.

But when Xie Jianjia tasted it, the chicken soup in her mouth seemed to taste different from the chicken soup the landlady had simmered before. This one was more fragrant and delicious.

After hearing Xie Jianjia's words, Zhou Chunyan and the proprietress got the results they wanted and smiled at each other.

"Come on, you have to eat something after drinking."

The proprietress turned around and went to the kitchen. When she came back, she had a bowl with a large chicken drumstick and two shelled eggs in her hand. There was also a thick layer of fried rice at the bottom of the bowl.

Immediately afterwards, the proprietress poured the soup in Xie Jianjia's bowl into the bowl full of things.

"Here, Jia Jia eats from a big bowl."

Xie Jianjia nodded, not knowing what kind of medicine they were selling in the gourd, and drank the soup in big gulps.

Zhou Chunyan and the landlady were not idle either. They didn't eat any of the two bowls of chicken soup on the table, so they ran to the kitchen to mess around with something else.

In the afternoon, Xie Jianjia took Xiaopang to the empty road on the other side and set off all the remaining peacock fireworks from yesterday.Xie Jianjia was responsible for playing, and Xiaopang was responsible for watching and applauding. The two of them played all afternoon, enjoying themselves.

There was an episode in the middle. A middle-aged woman in her 40s pulled several women around her age and stood not far from Xie Jianjia, pointing at her.

Xie Jianjia showed no signs of weakness and rushed directly to the woman and asked her what she was talking about.

When the middle-aged woman saw that there were only two children and no adults around her, she didn't hide her ugly face at all and started to criticize Zhou Chunyan towards Xie Jianjia.

All she said was, "Your mother is disorderly. You must never be like your mother in the future.", "If I were your mother, I would find a beam and hang myself with a rope." Let’s go” type of words.

Xie Jianjia was not used to middle-aged women, so she started howling at the top of her lungs.

"Auntie! When I was setting off fireworks last night, I saw you coming out of the public toilet with a man. Why did you go into the men's toilet?!"

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged woman's expression changed, and the women standing around her subconsciously moved away from her.

"You damn girl, what are you talking about?!"

Xie Jianjia was not afraid of her, and then shouted, "Why did that man touch your butt when he left? Auntie, that grandpa doesn't look like a good person. He has no hair on his head. Why do you still kiss him?" ah?!"

At this moment, several people who were chatting and laughing with the woman suddenly seemed to be seeing a virus, and they were several meters away from the woman.

The middle-aged woman was furious. She panicked and explained to the people around her that she had never done this, but no one around her believed her. They all had expressions of confusion on their faces, as if what she said were all quibbles.

The woman was so angry that she took two steps forward to catch Xie Jianjia, but Xie Jianjia nimbly dodged it. The woman simply picked up the big red plastic bag in her hand, which contained ten pounds of bacon she had just bought at the market. , without any hesitation, he hit Xie Jianjia on the head.

Xie Jianjia was not a fool. He stood still and hit her. Taking advantage of her short stature, she dodged sideways. The middle-aged woman missed the hit, but she jumped forward due to inertia and fell to the ground.

For a while, the sound of unpleasant insults was heard endlessly, and the woman used all the curse words she had learned in half her life to speak to Xie Jianjia.

Xie Jianjia was not annoyed. She glanced at the people watching the show and then turned her attention to the woman who was rubbing her knees.

"The last person to scold me like this was the Zhou family. The couple spent New Year's Eve in the bureau. I don't know whether they ate dumplings or not. How pitiful."

The woman who was cursing non-stop after hearing this suddenly paused and opened her mouth wide. The half-cursed words were stuck in her throat, and it was neither said nor unsaid.

Xie Jianjia sneered. It turns out that such a long-tongued woman has only a little courage. She will give up if she scares her casually.

Xie Jianjia looked around and said to everyone in a childish tone, "I'm sorry. I'm young and my eyesight is not good. I didn't see clearly whether the person who came out of the toilet with the man last night was an aunt."

Then he made a guilty expression on his face and looked at the middle-aged woman, "If I'm wrong, aunt, you won't blame me, right? I'm still a child, you can't argue with me, right? Right, aunt."

"you!"

The middle-aged woman was extremely angry, and Xie Jianjia responded with a bright smile.

"After all, I learned it from my aunt. It was you who told me that many things don't necessarily happen at the scene. As long as you have a mouth and can make up stories, it's enough, right?"

After saying that, Xie Jianjia ignored the middle-aged woman and took Xiaopang back home.

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