Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 281

Mrs. Li just laughed and didn't speak.

After she finished speaking, two little people came out of the kitchen.

One was covered in grass, but the other smelled like oil.

"Mom, dinner is ready, we can eat it in a while." Da Ya said crisply.

Song Yaomei opened her mouth so wide that it could fit an egg.

"Mother, if you open your mouth again, your jaw will fall off."

Da Ya said here, and made gestures there.

Song Yaomei was so moved that she was on the verge of tears, she felt the joy of my child growing up.

While talking here, the person she had been waiting for came over there.

Qiuxiang and Father Qin drove the car together, and the other helped them bring back all the tables, chairs and benches in their house.

It was only the sharp-eyed Song Yaomei who noticed that one or two of these stools did not belong to their family, although they looked similar in appearance.

She was silent first, waiting for them to unload the things from the car before speaking.

"Thank you, I'm busy at home, and I asked you to borrow so many things. Please order and see if there is anything missing." Father Qin said cheerfully.

Qiuxiang lowered her head, silent.

Li looked at Qiuxiang and sighed.

As for the table, Mrs. Gu didn't dare, because this kind of thing is generally reluctant to be made by others if they want to make a new one.

But the stool was different. Song Yaomei walked over and pretended to change the position of the bench to let people sit down.

Father Qin gave up again and again, "Sister Yao, why are you so polite, we won't sit down when we go back."

Mrs. Li smiled, "You just listen to the children. Today is exhausting enough. Tomorrow will be busy farming. Some are busy."

Father Qin is still the same as before, he always likes to hang the cigarette bag on his body, talking on one side, and smoking on the other side, just waiting for the smoke to linger, Qiuxiang said that he felt uncomfortable, and left.

Father Qin sighed, and was about to stand up and leave as he spoke.

Song Yaomei didn't stop her, she just said: "Uncle, please go back and tell your auntie to return the missing weight. If she doesn't understand, I'll come to the door directly, tomorrow at the latest, but tomorrow We're going down."

Father Qin asked: "Sister Yao, what's missing?"

Song Yaomei just smiled, "Uncle, as long as you tell her, she will understand."

Watching Father Qin go back, Song Yaomei went to the kitchen with the two children in her arms, and went to check the fruits of the children's labor.

Father Qin went back with the bullock cart, and Mrs. Gu was already waiting at the door.

Seeing that Father Qin didn't say anything, he couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief.

It's just that after dinner, at the dinner table, Father Qin asked: "Old woman, Yaomei wants me to tell you that our family owes her family a lot, and we want us to return the things tomorrow. We can't wait for them at the latest." After leaving the field."

"Old woman, I owe you something. Remember to return the things."

Then it was time to have dinner in harmony, Gu Shi held the chopsticks, but did not move, but glared at Ding Xiang angrily.

Ding Xiang was startled.

Just after the evening, he quietly followed Mrs. Gu away.

Gu Shi: "Didn't I say, don't be greedy for other people's things, you just don't listen, that means we should return their things quickly, what can you do now?"

Ding Xiang rolled her eyes, "Mother, have you forgotten what happened to her in the kitchen today? I drank so much wine, it cost my mother two taels of silver."

Don't be angry, but when he said it, Gu slapped his hands on the table fiercely, watching those new benches become more and more fiery.

"I can care about their things, can't ours be used?"

But those new things still inspire her.

She will also live a good life in the future, and she can buy whatever she wants.

Seeing Gu Shi's face glowing red with excitement, Ding Xiang knew that Gu Shi had been persuaded by her.

She looked respectful and seemed to be provocative, "Mother, I have seen Limu home furnishing, it is called a high-grade, and there is sandalwood, that is called incense! It is only used by rich people. Every day, I will pay attention to it." Rub it carefully, people use these things, the skin will become better, and I heard that it can also beautify the skin!"

Gu touched her face, she was old and had spots on her face, but she rarely went to the field, but she was much younger than the average rural women.

Thinking of his own demeanor when he was young, he stretched out a hand and stroked Ding Xiang's face.

Ding Xiang's expression changed in fright, it's really not good to be looked at by a woman with red eyes like this.

She took a step back, "Mother"

She whispered, hoping to bring Gu Shi back to reality.

Gu's eyes gradually cleared up, and when she realized that she had lost her composure, she smiled dryly, "Ding Xiang, you should go back and rest earlier."

Ding Xiang's face flushed, and the handkerchief tightly clenched.

Gu took off a silver bracelet from his hand and put it on Ding Xiang's hand, and said earnestly: "Ding Xiang, mother believes in you, you must work hard!"

Ding Xiang nodded, turned and went back to the room.

She was sitting on the wedding bed, her eyes full of bright red made her heart pound like a deer, she still remembered Qin Yong's appearance when he helped her choose the hijab.

Footsteps could be heard in the distance, and she lowered her head even lower.

Qin Yong came over reeking of alcohol, stumbled and almost fell on the stool.

Ding Xiang quickly got out of bed to help him.

"Sweet, so fragrant, my lady, what flowers did you pick today?"

Ding Xiang lowered her head, she is actually useless for any flowers.

"Sir, you are drunk!"

"I'm not drunk!"

Qin Yong pressed her under him, "My lady, you look so beautiful when you smile!"

Ding Xiang remained motionless and could only let him move.

In Qiuxiang's room, a small light was on, and she sat by the window with her head supported, quietly looking at the opposite room.

The quality of the bed in the room is not good, even if it is separated by a yard, you can still hear the movement from the room.

She didn't cry, but her eyes were empty and confused.

I don't know how long she sat there, it seems that the candle on the opposite side has been extinguished, or that the sky has turned pale, or she herself is tired from sitting, so she stood up and walked with two big black eye circles. Cook.

Because she slept too much during the day, Song Yaomei couldn't fall asleep at night, or she was afraid that something would happen to Qiuxiang, so it was almost as if the sky was turning white, so she went to sleep.

The sky gradually brightened, when Qin Yong rubbed his aching head and stood up, he subconsciously said: "My lady, get up quickly, or my mother will scold you again."

Ding Xiang was tortured all night, and Ben woke up early, but her lower body was sore, so she deliberately fell asleep.

After listening to Qin Yong's words, his eyes became sour, and tears fell down patter.

Qin Yong saw that the woman in the bed hadn't turned around yet, and rubbed his head, "Lady, are you feeling unwell?"

He got up and looked, only to find that another woman was sleeping on the bed.

Then he lost his soul and felt a pain in his heart.

While crying, Ding Xiang said, "Sanggong, I was still wrong. Xianggong only has his sister in his heart. Why don't I just go home now, and my concubine would not be able to get on the stage."

(End of this chapter)