Dressed as a farm girl, she randomly cheats and makes the whole family happy

Even the villagers present could not bear to hear these remarks.

"It's really mean to say sarcastic words to someone whose house has collapsed."

Zhao Lao Er's daughter-in-law, Li Xiuxiu, had a bad temper. She pulled a fire stick from the woodshed, pointed at Mrs. Ma and cursed: "Don't blame me for being rude if you talk nonsense again, get out!"

Zhao Miaomiao, who had been hiding behind people, stopped in front and pressed down Li Xiuxiu's hand holding the stick, "Second sister-in-law, what are you doing!"

Zhao Miaomiao glanced at Mrs. Ma secretly, "Second sister-in-law, no matter what, you can't do anything."

Li Xiuxiu was a tough person, and Mrs. Ma was really afraid that she would come over to her, so she shrank back and murmured in a low voice, "If something bad happened, let's not let anyone talk about it."

Seeing Zhao Miaomiao stop Li Xiuxiu again, her arrogance became even more arrogant: "While it's raining, find a pond and drown yourself, so as not to harm other people!"

"Get out!" Li Xiuxiu couldn't bear it anymore and took a few steps forward with the stick. Madam Ma was so frightened that she stepped back and left the yard.

Li Xiuxiu spat at Mrs. Ma, "If you dare to say something unpleasant, I will beat you to death."

She was the only one who came to Mrs. Ma's house. She didn't dare to confront him head-on, so she had no choice but to go back and scold her all the way.

The remaining villagers who have good relations with the Zhao family asked with concern: "What are we going to do next?"

Mr. Zhao: "Pack up the remaining things first, and then rebuild the house when the rain stops."

This is easy to say. Although the Zhao family has two talented people, they even sold their land in order to study. Life was already tight and there was no money left to build a house.

Continuous heavy rains have made it difficult for everyone, and there is nothing that can be done to help right now.

The two brothers Niu Erlang and Niu Sanlang patted Zhao Yanshan on the shoulders and said, "Call us when you are building the house.

We are both very strong and can help. "

Zhao Yanshan agreed.

Niu Sanlang looked at Lu Ming and praised: "What a handsome girl, so pretty."

"Don't listen to Mrs. Ma's nonsense. It's always good to have more people."

The Zhao family accepted the kindness, sent away the villagers, and returned to the small kitchen.

Zhao Luming was furious, how could someone with such bad intentions arrange a newborn child like this.

What happened to my daughter? My daughter is a caring little cotton-padded jacket!

Li Yuebai poked his daughter's bulging face, looking at her, was she angry?

Li Xiuxiu threw the stick aside and said, "Zhao Miaomiao, what did you think, you stopped me."

Zhao Miaomiao shrank her neck, looking frightened, and hid behind Mrs. Zhao.

Li Xiuxiu couldn't look at her like that, as if someone had bullied her, "What are you hiding from? Can I still eat you?"

Zhao Miaomiao said timidly, "Second sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Seeing her like this, Li Xiuxiu's chest was so tight that she couldn't breathe, and her diaphragm was very severe.

Mrs. Zhao sighed and took a deep look at Zhao Miaomiao, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

Zhao Miaomiao met the old lady's gaze, and her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that her mother had discovered what she was thinking?

When Zhao Miaomiao reached the age of discussing marriage, the Zhao family were all scholars. She looked down on the rough farming men in the village and wanted to marry a scholar from the Ma family.

But the relationship between the Zhao family and the Ma family was so bad that she didn't dare to mention this matter to her mother.

"Grandma Ma is bad and talks ill of my sister."

Zhao Nanzhou, who was just over three years old, was very angry and defended his younger sister.

Mrs. Zhao was also very angry, "If she dares to come again,

See if I don't tear her mouth apart! "

"My sister is a little lucky star, so she is not a disaster."

Zhao Yicha insisted that his sister was a lucky star. The three-year-old child clenched his fist and waved forward, "Hit her!"

The children's words eased the dull atmosphere at home, and Lu Ming felt better. It was good to care for his family.

It doesn't look so heavy on the surface, but the actual problem still needs to be solved. If the house collapses, where will we live next?