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Chapter 1377 What kind of fate is this?

"These are my children. These are the twins I was pregnant with. They are twins." Hua Zhao pulled Yunfei and Cuiwei over and introduced them.

"This is your Aunt Ma. Your mother couldn't work when she was pregnant with you. Aunt Ma came to help your mother when she had nothing to do." Hua Zhao said.

Yunfei and Cuiwei immediately smiled sweetly: "Hello, Aunt Ma."

The other children also said in unison: "Hello, Aunt Ma."

"Hey!" Aunt Ma couldn't stop herself.

But she was very excited when she saw Yunfei and Cuiwei: "I knew they were twins at that time, but I didn't expect that they were really twins! I also said at the time, if you gave birth to twins, I would buy you a big pig's hooves to breastfeed...

.”

Thinking back to those days, Aunt Ma looked sad.

Hua Zhao introduced the other children, Jinwen, Shenxing, and the three little ones.

"They are triplets, so I'm a little more productive, haha." Hua Zhao joked.

"You are really..." The smile on Aunt Ma's face became more natural. Hua Zhao was really the same Hua Zhao. He had no airs at all and had no contact with her.

We haven’t seen each other for more than ten years, but when we talk now, it feels like we are back in yesterday, as if they had just separated.

"This is my grandpa!" Hua Zhao pulled Hua Qiang and said.

Aunt Ma looked like this, and she didn't recognize Hua Qiang at first glance.

Sure enough, as soon as Hua Zhao said something about me, Aunt Ma dropped her hoe!

Is this energetic man in his fifties or sixties with dark hair Hua Qiang? She thought Hua Qiang was dead...

She still remembered Hua Qiang's old appearance, unable to straighten his back. As a result, she didn't dare to call the man in front of him an old man!

Hua Qiang smiled: "My hair is dyed."

Actually not.

I don’t know why, but his hair has grown longer and darker in the past two years. Others don’t believe him when he says it, and it’s troublesome to believe him. They always ask him what remedies he uses, so he simply says he dyed it.

"Oh," Aunt Ma said, "Uncle Hua looks so young! There are no wrinkles on his face. I'm embarrassed to call you uncle..."

It's not like she doesn't look in the mirror. She knows how old she is now. Standing next to Hua Qiang, she looks like his sister!

Thinking of her own troubles, Aunt Ma's face was filled with sadness again. She turned around and called Hua Zhao: "Come home with me quickly. It's getting late and there are bugs outside. Don't bite the children. They are all fine-skinned and tender-flesh."

Yeah, it’s so painful to take a bite.”

Hua Zhao followed her and walked to Ma's house by familiar routes. When they arrived, they saw three large red brick houses.

In fact, Huazhao had already discovered along the way that as the backers became rich, almost every household had a red brick house, and there were very few mud houses.

This is understandable. It has been 88 years and the mountain people are not poor. They have mountains to rely on and trees to support them. It is easier to make a fortune.

If you can't make a fortune, it's okay to pay a few hundred yuan to build a tile-roofed house.

What's more, she took them to grow bean sprouts and melon seeds.

Especially planting melon seeds can make them rich.

It was later that she left and cut off the supply of seeds. It turned out that those seeds could reproduce for several generations before losing their optimization effect and turning into ordinary melon seeds.

They have earned enough in the past few years.

She had just discovered along the way that there were patches of sunflowers in the fields, not to mention her own yard.

This shows that they are still growing melon seeds and can still make money. The difference is more or less.

As a result, when we arrived at the door of Ma's house, Aunt Ma had no intention of stopping and continued walking forward.

Seeing Hua Zhao's strangeness, she thought for a moment, stopped and said, "Your brother Daqiang lives in this yard, and we have separated."

"Oh." Hua Zhao responded, but felt a little strange.

Aunt Ma had only one son and one daughter when she left, so it was unlikely that she would have another baby in the past few years.

It stands to reason that she will have to count on Ma Daqiang to support her in her old age, and it is impossible to separate the family.

Even if the families are separated, the parents still live in the old house, and the son lives alone.

Just as he was talking, the door of the big tile-roofed house opened, and a woman came out with a washing basin, as if she was going to water the ground.

She first saw Aunt Ma at the door and immediately cursed: "Why are you coming to my house again? My family has no money! I gave you last month's rations and pension money! What else do you want? I'll tell you.

, my family has no money to support your bottomless pit of grandchildren! Xiaobao is also your grandson, he still has to go to school and eat!"

After saying that, I sprinkled the water in the basin, as if it was going to splash on Aunt Ma.

But it's far away, so don't worry.

It's just that her actions are very annoying.

Hua Zhao guessed that this was Aunt Ma's daughter-in-law.

Unless the mother-in-law went too far, such a daughter-in-law would go too far.

But Aunt Ma only had a bad face and dark eyes, but she didn't say anything and didn't argue with the woman.

After the woman finished spreading the water, she saw a group of people behind Aunt Ma.

Previously, Yingying Chuochuo thought they were villagers, but unexpectedly they were a group of unknown people, and they seemed to be city dwellers, very wealthy city dwellers.

She was immediately stunned while holding the basin. Does her mother-in-law have rich relatives in the city?

Impossible! If there was, she would have found him long ago.

The woman hugged the basin and snorted at Hua Zhao before returning.

Aunt Ma lowered her head and continued walking until she reached the bottom of the hillside of Huazhao's house and stopped at the entrance of the courtyard where Zhang Guilan used to live.

"Oops, I forgot to tell you..." Aunt Ma came back to her senses and said a little cautiously: "Your mother didn't come back to live in this house... I just borrowed it for seven or eight years!

, as for the rent, you decide what is suitable, I will give it to you!"

Hua Zhao looked at the house in front of her. It was still the thatched house that she and Zhang Guilan built together. It seemed that it had not changed in more than ten years.

In other words, it has an old-fashioned taste and a strong rustic flavor.

poverty.

Hua Zhao suddenly laughed: "Speaking of rent, I have to thank my aunt for helping us take care of the house. This house has not collapsed in more than ten years, and I have to thank you.

"I just remembered from time to time that I would come back to worship my ancestors, stay for two days and then leave. You can continue to live here with peace of mind," Hua Zhao said.

However, she was also a little curious and said: "There is a lot of space in the village. If you want a homestead, wouldn't it be better to build a house?"

Even if there is an accident and we cannot build a brick house, why not build a mud house for the head office? The homestead does not cost money, they have trees, and they don’t need money, and the soil does not cost money. It is just a matter of buying a few meals.

"Hey, come in and talk." Aunt Ma opened the fence door of her house.

The yard is still the same yard, big.

Half are planted with sunflowers and half with vegetables.

"Dabao, three treasures, five treasures, grandma is back." Aunt Ma shouted as she entered the door.

Soon, three children came out of the house.

The eldest boy looks to be seven or eight years old, but he is very thin and has a slight disability in one foot, limping.

He was holding a little boy in one hand. The one on the left could tell by his face that he was Tang Bao. The one on the right looked quite smart, but when he saw Aunt Ma coming back, he started gesticulating and pointing at Hua Zhao and the others.

He looked like he couldn't speak.

Hua Zhao...

Aunt Ma is their grandma? Then these children are all born to Ma Qiuping. What kind of fate is this!


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