Domineering Peasant Girl is Not Easy To Mess With

   Chapter 142 Choking

   Under the old locust tree, there is a platform about one meter high. In the past, if there was any major event to be announced in the village, the village chief and the village elders would announce it here.

   It can be said that the old locust tree has witnessed all the major events in the village.

  The middle position that extends forward in front of the table is the position of the largest fire. At this moment, all the firewood and firewood have been set up, just waiting for the village chief to announce the fire.

   Mu Qingli's family and Gao Dashan's family came together, A Yuan led Xiao Luan and Xiao Ya'er to play together.

   Mu Zhihong and the others have already come first and have already picked a place to sit down.

   Mu Qingli smiled and called "father", "stepmother", etc. to say hello, completely ignoring Mu Zhihong's cold eyes, sitting and smiling.

  Xiaoluan and Xiaoyaer greeted their sister calmly and calmly when they saw that their sister was so calm. The psychological shadows that have been formed on the little mind over time are being unknowingly dispelling little by little.

   Until one day, when Mu Zhihong and Jiang Shi can no longer cause any psychological shadows and influences on their hearts, then they will truly grow up.

  Mu Qingli is quietly and subtly influencing them. No one knows how much this psychological shadow affects people better than her from modern times. Many people can't even get rid of it for a lifetime.

   This has nothing to do with me being strong or not.

   Mo Yun saw that Mu Qingli was so heartless and secretly funny, and he thought that the father-in-law and the stepmother-in-law met the lady, and only deserved bad luck.

   After saying hello, Mu Qingli gave A Yuan a wink. A Yuan laughed and said, "Uncle Mu, let's go play for a while, and call us when we eat!"

   Aunt Tang smiled and said, "I will call you all, and you can't starve Xiao Ya'er and Xiao Luan when you are hungry!"

   Mu Zhihong originally wanted to reprimand the two little ones to show his majesty as a father, so that the two little ones would become white-eyed wolves like Mu Qingli's dead girl when they grew up. Seeing that A Yuan and Aunt Tang were singing together, he couldn't say anything, so he just hummed.

  A Yuan ran away with two little smiles.

   Mu Fangping was very upset when she saw it: Why do you like those two little bastards, and they all talk about them? Obviously her Tianbao is much better than theirs.

Seeing that Xiao Ya'er and Xiao Luan, who used to be as cowardly as quails in front of him, actually ignored them, turned a blind eye to their own eyes, and happily went to play with A Yuan, Mu Fangping felt the cat's claw in her heart. It seems uncomfortable.

   said, the younger sister and the younger brother are afraid of Mu Zhihong, that is because Mu Zhihong is their father, and he takes care of them as a matter of course. But for Mu Fangping, they only had disgust. Even if they were afraid before, they were essentially afraid of Mu Zhihong, not her.

   Now that even Mu Zhihong can’t control them, how could they still pay attention to Mu Fangping?

   Mu Fangping couldn't help but said, "How old are Xiao Ya'er and Xiao Luan, they even ran out to play after seeing everyone being so busy!"

  Mr. Jiang just opened her mouth and had not had time to speak. Mu Qingli glanced at Mu Fangping and pushed her back without a word: "You are sitting there without seeing help, why do you want them to help?"

   Mu Fangping choked and stared at Mu Qingli with a slightly red face.

   Jiang Shi said softly: "That's not what you said, isn't Piner looking at Tianbao!"

  Mu Fangping immediately straightened her waist and nodded: "Yes, I'm taking care of my brother!"

"Oh..." Mu Qingli laughed lightly, glanced at Mu Tianbao, and said in surprise: "Tianbao still uses people to look after him? I remember that when Xiaoyaer and Xiaoluan were as big as him, they would sweep the floor, pick up firewood and burn the fire. Oh, that's not going to work!"

   "You—" Mu Fangping stared angrily.

   "Alright, alright! Don't say a few more words." Mu Zhihong coughed and glanced at Mu Qingli.

   Mu Qingli looked up at the sky, and threw a taro in his hand to play with, but didn't say anything.

  Aunt Tang smiled and said, "It's okay to play for a while, little child. We adults are enough for whatever work we have to do! Fangping has to take care of your brother, after all, it's a bit dangerous because it's near fire."

  Aunt Tang is playing fifty big boards each, so it is not easy for Jiang and others to talk about it.

   Mu Fangping immediately smiled at Aunt Tang sweetly: "Hey, Aunt Tang!"

   After saying that, he glanced at Mu Qingli proudly.

  Mu Qingli: "..."

   Almost all the people came. The village chief Zhao stood on the stone platform and shouted a few times. The huge square gradually became quiet.

   After some opening remarks, the head of the village Zhao announced the ignition, the crowd cheered loudly, and piles of firewood were lit. Instantly, the fire in the square was illuminated brightly.

   Begin to roast meat and apply seasonings everywhere, and when the smell of meat gradually fills the air, someone carries the wine and distributes it from jar to altar.

  It may be the nature of men to love wine. Wherever the wine goes, there will be bursts of loud cheers.

  This wine is made from various fruits. Every year, the village organizes two villagers to go into the mountains to pick wild fruits, and then hand them over to the village elders to make wine.

  Because the number is very limited, except for these two carnival gatherings every year, you can get a large or small altar. Only during the Mid-Autumn Festival and the New Year, every family can go to get a little ancestor worship and drink it for themselves.

  Calendar Village naturally has it, and it was recorded by two village elders. According to the record of three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, as for whether there will be deviations, and how much deviation, then I don't know.

   After all, among the ancestors who were trapped here, there was no one who knew the calendar.

   The aroma of the barbecue is stronger, and it is more attractive to see the sizzling oil and full-colored barbecue with various seasonings.

   Mu Qingli sniffed from time to time, which made Aunt Tang laugh. She looked at her with pity and smiled and said, "Fragrant? I'll cut a big piece for you later."

   "Okay, okay! Thank you Aunt Tang!" Mu Qingli giggled, hugging Aunt Tang's arm and rubbing against her, and Aunt Tang laughed even more happily.

  Compared to her, Mo Yunshen is much more of a gentleman, talking to Gao Dashan.

  Although he looked the same as others, sitting there casually, he was inexplicably eye-catching. He always felt that his posture was much more elegant and beautiful than others. The two were inexplicably intimidated and did not dare to disturb.

   Mu Zhizhong, who wanted to rush over and squeeze him away, so that he could sit beside Gao Dashan and chat with Gao Dashan, hesitated several times, but did not dare to come and squeeze.

   And sitting on the other side of the tall mountain is Aunt Tang, of course he did not dare to squeeze Aunt Tang.

   Mu Zhizhong couldn't help but feel sullen, thinking that this niece-in-law really doesn't understand politeness at all. Didn't he see Lao Tzu trying so hard to win him so much?

   (end of this chapter)