Li Han’s Little Farmer’s Wife from the Mountains

"Lanya, are you going to smash pine nuts too?"

It was Aunt Xie’s daughter-in-law Qiuping’s sister-in-law. At this moment, she was chatting with several other women. When she saw Shen Ruolan coming, she greeted her enthusiastically.

"Hehe, I want to try it out. If I can do it, I will do it, if I can't do it, I will..."

Shen Ruolan just wanted to say that paying two cents in the car fare was considered compensation to others.

But when he remembered what Aunt Xie told her yesterday, asking her to give two cents in front of everyone, he rolled her eyes and looked around, but didn't see Yu Erhuai and Youshi.

Huh? Didn't Mrs. Xie say that those two shameless people wanted to ride for nothing? Why didn't you come here today?

"Sister-in-law Qiuping, are we going there today? Is there no one else?" She changed her conversation and stung the matter of two pennies.

Qiuping’s sister-in-law said: "There are also Yushi and Youshi, they also said they want to come, Yushi said that she would bring something over, and let the car go to their house to pick her up, Yushi..."

Qiuping glanced at Da Chun'er, who was driving the carriage to this side, and whispered: "I don't know why she didn't come, and she doesn't know if she is going."

Guisheng's daughter-in-law sneered: "I haven't come here for a while. I probably won't be able to come. I must have been tossing too late yesterday, and now I don't have enough energy to get up."

The few women present all understood what your daughter-in-law meant, and laughed unkindly. Shen Ruolan understood it, but she didn't dare to laugh, and she had to pretend to be ignorant and ignorant, as if she really didn't know them. What a few laughs.

"Sister-in-law, did you say that Yu's let our carriage pick her up?" A tall girl with a slightly dark complexion heard Qiuping's sister-in-law's words and leaned in angrily.

This girl is Cuiqiao, the niece of Aunt Xie. She is fourteen years old. Although she is not very old, she is the famous little pepper in the village. It is said that the most famous vixen in the village, the old lady Maoyan, has never fought her before. , It can be seen that the combat effectiveness of the little girl is leveraged.

Qiu Ping's sister-in-law smiled bitterly: "It's not what it is, I came here to ask it last night."

"Bah, is she so beautiful? Let's get out of the car and drag her to town for nothing, and we have to go to their house to pick her up. Why is her face so big?"

Cui Qiao scolded with her eyes upright. After she cursed, she turned her head and said to Dachun who was driving the car: "Brother Dachun, you are not allowed to pick her up. Let's go now. There is no good thing about the remaining two things. Don't let them dirty Got our car."

Dachun struggled for a while, looked at the village road leading to somewhere, and said slowly, "Or, wait a minute, it's all living in one place, it's not good to do too much."

Cui Qiao sneered, "What's wrong, don't think I don't know what you think, tell you, if you dare to make you shameless, I will tell grandpa when you go back home, and see if you don't hold a big board. Shovel you."

Dachun's face blushed, and Cui Qiao glared at him: "As long as you talk a lot, get in the car as soon as you want to leave."

"Get in the car, get in the car!"

Sister-in-law Qiuping greeted everyone to get in the car as if she hadn't heard the discord between the two siblings.

After sitting firmly, the carriage set off. No one mentioned about picking up Yushi. Qiuping's sister-in-law and Dachun seemed to have forgotten her.

Shen Ruolan was sitting next to Shou Ya. Both of them were skinny and dressed like beggars. At first glance, they looked like Sister Gen, but a closer look reveals the difference between them.

In contrast, Shen Ruolan is much cleaner than Thin Girl. Although she is dressed the same, her clothes are clean and she can smell the sparse and yellow hair if she smells like soap powder. They were also clean and neatly combed, and they were woven into two loose twisted braids and hung on the chest, looking very comfortable.

On the other hand, thin girl, her clothes of indistinct color are short and ragged, her trousers reveal a purple-black ankle, her feet are actually straw sandals, her hair is like Shen Ruolan before, and her hair is so dirty that she is knotted. , And a few lice jumping happily, looking much healthier than their owners.

Shen Ruolan, who was on the other side, was terrified, lest any lice jumped on her with strong bounce power, she could bear poverty, but she really couldn't stand lice!

But the place for the carriage was limited, and she couldn't rush to other places, so she had to gritted her teeth and stayed here next to her.

"Hey, wait for me—Uncle Dachun wait for me—"

An eleven or twelve-year-old girl ran to catch up with her, panting.

It turned out to be Hu Meijiao.

"Call—"

Dachun stopped Mala and waited for Hu Meijiao back.

"Uncle Dachun, my mother... she can't come."

Hu Meijiao caught up with her, leaning on the shaft of the car with one hand, panting and explaining why her mother hadn't come, and why she had driven the car: "My mother had a sudden cold last night, let me go to town to get her medicine— —"

"Your mother..."

Dachun just wanted to ask how Yushi was doing, when suddenly thinking of the spicy goods behind the car, the worries that came to his lips were swallowed back in his stomach.

"Go up." He waved.

"Thank you, Uncle Dachun." Hu Mei smiled sweetly and turned around to get into the car.

As soon as he got into the car, he was pushed aside by a hand that suddenly stretched out.

"You, why are you pushing me?"

Hu Meijiao was taken aback, her handsome little face was a bit angry, and she stared at Cuiqiao bitterly.

Cui Qiao leaned on her hips and said loudly, "Don't you know who is pulling this car? Why did you go, why you got in our car? Do you think this car belongs to your family?"

Hu Meijiao was slapped in public, so she naturally refused to give up. She stood up straight and said confidently, "Is this car from my family, but it's not from your family. If it's your family, you will ask me to sit on me. I don’t hesitate to take a ride. It was Uncle Dachun who drove the bus. Uncle Dachun had the final say. He asked me to sit and I would sit.

When Cui Qiao heard the fire, she sipped her head at Hu Meijiao's pretty face: "Bah, I would like to ask you to sit down? Why are you so shameless? You are a filthy scum like your mother. Who will invite you three knees and six bows? Don't be embarrassed, go back and watch the wind for your mother."

"You...you bully..."

Hu Meijiao was so ashamed that her eyes were red with humiliation. She also knew that her fighting power was not equal to Cui Qiao, and she couldn't make money with her hands, so she turned to Dachun weeping, hoping that Uncle Dachun could call her the shots.

Dachunyuan wanted to say a few words about Cuiqiao to comfort and appease Hu Meijiao, but before he opened her mouth, Cuiqiao was already jumping in the car and began to say, "Brother Dachun, you actually want this little fox in the car. , Are you still hooking up with that old fox, okay, wait, I will go back and tell grandpa to see how grandpa cleans you."

She said she was about to jump off the car, but Qiuping's sister-in-law held her back.

"After Cuiqiao, Brother Dachun didn't really let her go. Is it interesting for you to go back and file a complaint like this? The old man has a bad temper. This time you go, your Dachun brother will suffer."

"Huh, who made him fascinated by the vixen, made money and didn't respect his grandparents, so he used it to raise that fox, he deserved to be killed."