Farmhouse Golden Phoenix

Chapter 73

Su Zhang's side was shaken, but Su Qinglan's side didn't agree, it was still the original sentence - even if Su Jinglin didn't hold Su Qinglan in his hands, compared with the patriarchal family, Su Jinglin was not It's a thousand times better and ten thousand times better. No matter how many flaws he has, he even believes in weakness, but he still loves Su Qinglan a lot.

Su Qinglan understands better that adopted and biological ones will never be the same.She was afraid that if she was adopted by her fourth uncle or aunt, she would feel uncomfortable and jealous when she saw Su Qinghe being favored in the future.

Jealousy can sometimes ruin a person's life.Su Qinglan is sensible, so she won't let this happen. There are not many people who love her, so she has to cherish it, and can't let these loves disappear.

Sometimes taking a step back is more beneficial than taking a step forward.It's like now, although I have not been adopted by my fourth uncle and aunt, but my fourth uncle will always ask me if I am warm enough to wear clothes, and if I am full, and my fourth aunt will always ask a few more questions about life. little things.

Don't look at just being a child, sometimes routine inquiries are completely different from inquiries with concern.

"Xiao He, I just saw someone coming to your house, it seems to be your second uncle." Su Qinglan lived comfortably these days, her face became even more rosy, and she was still smiling when she stepped into the door with a small basket Yes, I said hello to Su Zhang and Zhang Jinlian, and went to Su Qinghe's room.

Before Su Qinghe could speak, Song Fang'er, who was snuggling under the covers, realized first: "Really?"

"Well, but I look a little like him. That person seems to be thinner than Second Uncle, but I'm not sure." After all, Su Qinglan has only met Second Uncle two or three times, and she is indeed not familiar with him.

Song Fang'er lifted the quilt and got up, shivering and bent over to put on her shoes: "I'll go and see." Song Ping'er was holding a cotton coat at the side: "You should wear this, but it's snowing outside, so run like this It must be freezing outside."

Song Fang'er giggled twice, raised her arms and wrapped her coat, opened the door and hurried out, just in time to hear someone shouting outside the gate: "Is anyone at home? Jingsen, are you at home?"

Song Fang'er immediately recognized that it was her father's voice, and hurriedly yelled: "At home, Dad, wait a minute." Then, she ran to open the door. Song Miao was standing outside the door. Seeing Song Fang'er, she stretched out her hand to squeeze He pinched her cheek: "Where's your mother? Where's your elder sister and your younger brother?"

"Mother is talking to the second aunt, the eldest sister is drawing patterns with Xiaohe, and the younger brother is drawing big characters." Song Fang'er smiled and held Song Miao's arm: "Father, why are you here? Did grandma ask you to come here?"

Song Miao's face darkened, and she raised her foot to walk inside: "Let's go in and talk about it."

Su Jingsen was packing cotton seeds in the kitchen, and came out to greet her now: "Second brother-in-law, have you had lunch yet? Come in quickly, the second sister has been thinking about you for the past two days, I was still worried just now, and I don't know what the second sister is If you're not at home, can you eat or not?"

Song Miao, a big man, didn't care about this kind of teasing. He just scratched his hair and asked honestly: "How is your second sister? You haven't been so angry these two days? I haven't come to see her for half a month. , I don’t know what happened to her.”

Just as I was talking, I heard a familiar voice from the kitchen door humming: "You are so kind-hearted, why am I not angry? My good girl, if she is trampled to death, can I not be angry? Song Miao, let me tell you , if she still dares to play with my daughter, I will never go back to your Song family in this life."

The second uncle hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him: "Don't be angry, it's not worthwhile to get angry, let's figure out a solution for this matter slowly, shall we? I will definitely not let our mother do such a thing, so don't worry , Ping'er and Fang'er are my own daughters."

Zhang Jinlian curled her lips and reached out to pat the snowflakes on Song Miao's body. Song Miao just smiled silly.Seeing Su Zhang in the room and Su Jingsen outside the room only felt toothache.When Zhang Jinlian turned around and entered the kitchen, Song Miao quickly followed.

Mrs. Su Zhang got up and said, "Second brother-in-law, you and your second sister have not seen each other for so many days. Let's talk first, and I can persuade my second sister not to be angry. There is chicken soup on the stove, and ask second sister to serve you a bowl of noodles." eat."

The second uncle nodded quickly: "Well, the third sister has a heart."

Without saying a word, Zhang Jinlian turned around and pulled out the flour bag, scooped out two scoops of noodles, and was about to start rolling the noodles.Mrs. Su Zhang came out with a basket and dragged Su Jingsen to the main room: "Why don't we light a pot of fire? The main room is really cold."

"Let's go to Xiaohe's house, isn't there charcoal in that house?" Su Jingsen said, because there are no deep mountains and old forests around, well, even if there are deep mountains and old forests, it is not okay to cut down trees at will.Therefore, there is not a lot of firewood at home, most of which are wheat straw, corn stalks, corn cobs and bean stalks.

So generally, they light a fire in the kitchen, while boiling water for cooking, while leaving the burned charcoal.Before, the adults were warming up the fire in the kitchen, and Xiaohe and the others were cooking charcoal in their own room.

Mrs. Su Zhang thought for a while, but did not refute: "That's fine, I just want to measure Xiao He's body. This year, our family is rich, so I will buy a few more clothes for Xiao He, and Ping Er Fang Er and the others Even a few of them can’t be left behind.”

"Well, you can buy it. If it doesn't work, let's buy cloth and make it ourselves. Anyway, there is nothing to do all winter." Su Jingsen said with a smile. Work hard, it is also necessary to make more clothes.

"What are you doing? I told your third uncle to come over and enjoy the fire. Doesn't it hinder you?" Mrs. Su Zhang walked in the door, glanced at the room and said, Song Ping'er got up quickly and asked Mrs. Su to sit by the bed : "No, we're just playing around, Second Aunt, are my father and mother talking?"

"Well, don't go there yet." Seeing that Song Weijie was about to run out, Mrs. Su Zhang quickly grabbed him, just as Su Jingsen also entered the door, and stretched out her arms to hug Song Weijie: "Your mother and your father are discussing important matters, you can't go make trouble."

"Third Uncle, I didn't make trouble. Sister Xiaohe said that I have to write fifty characters today, and I have already finished it. I want to go outside to build a snowman. Will Third Uncle go?"

Su Jingsen shook her head: "The snow hasn't stopped right now, wait until the snow stops. I'll listen to your sister Xiaohe tell stories after writing. You didn't talk about it yesterday, do you like listening to your sister Xiaohe's stories the most? Come on, Uncle Third will listen with you."

Although Song Weijie missed his father very much, it was a bit embarrassing for both the third aunt and the third uncle not to let him go, and now it was even more difficult to listen to the story, so Su Qinghe dragged him over: "Come on, let's go today!" Tell the story of Wang Xiang lying on the ice."

Song Weijie cheered, and immediately sat down obediently on the chair, waiting for Su Qinghe to tell him a story.

Su Zhang was holding a measuring ruler to measure Song Pinger's body. Song Pinger was a little embarrassed: "Third Aunt, didn't you just make clothes a while ago?"

"It's a jacket. I made it this time to wear it during the Chinese New Year. You just wear it back. I'm so mad at you." Su Zhang said with a smile, and Song Ping'er shook her head quickly: "Don't do it. , Third Aunt spent a lot of money."

"Then what's the matter? Don't you have to spend the money you earn? Not only do you have it, but Xiaolan also has it." Su Zhang said, pulling Song Ping'er, measured it in two or three times, and then turned to give Song Fanger quantity.

After they finished measuring the clothes here, Zhang Jinlian came over angrily: "Sister, what do you call this? That old bastard doesn't know how to repent at all! She thought I was holding a grudge She won't let her betray Fang'er's thinking, and insist on Ping'er's affairs!"

"What did the second brother-in-law say?" Su Zhang scratched a piece of paper with charcoal a few times, which is Su Zhang's unique method of recording the size.

Zhang Jinlian caught Su Zhang and complained: "What can he say? He just said that he didn't agree, but the dead old woman rolled around, saying that he was not filial or something, and she was going to find Lizheng! Our villages are all One Lizheng, your family has a good relationship with Lizheng's family, can you go and say hello first?"

Su Zhang raised her head and thought for a while: "Lizheng is also surnamed Song, does it have anything to do with your family?"

"There is something to do with it." Zhang Jinlian curled her lips: "The fifth server was released as early as 800 years ago. Otherwise, they would not live in Liucun, and our Song family still lives in Shitou Village. It has nothing to do with it." If you can’t climb it, if you want to talk about it, you should be more familiar with your family.”

"Well, since it has nothing to do with your family, it's easy to deal with, and it will save time when Lizheng can't explain clearly." Mrs. Su Zhang clapped her hands and said, "Then the old woman really plans to sue the second brother-in-law?"

"How else can I say that she is trying to die?" Zhang Jinlian's eyes blushed, she was angry and afraid: "If she really tells Lizheng that Song Miao is not filial, how will Song Miao behave in the future? And my Weijie , you are so young, maybe you will be expelled!"

"Mother, is it true?" Song Fang'er was also anxious, and Song Ping'er shed tears beside her: "Mother, otherwise, just tell grandma that I am willing to marry my cousin..."

Zhang Jinlian turned around and slapped Song Pinger hard on the back: "You debt collector, your mother and I will just beg your siblings to live, okay? If you dare to say this, I will immediately Crash to death in front of you!"

Song Pinger's tears fell even more urgently, hugging Zhang Jinlian and crying: "Then what should I do? Mom, I can't just sit and watch my father being accused of disobedience by grandma, can I?"

Su Zhang pulled Song Ping'er away, and wiped her tears with her hand: "You silly child, why are you so anxious, hasn't your mother finished talking? Besides, there is your third aunt and you What about Third Uncle, what are you afraid of? If it doesn't work, we'll take you to live in the county, so that the dead old woman can't find anyone, and see what she will marry!"

After all, Song Weijie was young, seeing that his mother was unhappy, his elder sister was crying like crazy, she was stunned for a while, then raised her face and burst into tears.Su Qinghe hurriedly hugged him and coaxed him, feeling really speechless, when the second aunt came in before, it was obviously not that serious, why did she just say a few words, it seemed that the matter could not be resolved?Did she get it wrong, or did someone else get it wrong?

(End of this chapter)