Sometimes it was just chirping there, chirping, and I wonder if it was talking to these two children.

As for what Shen Qingci said, they also took the child with a good sense of smell. If they had the chance, they might take him away and raise the child here, among a bunch of wood wolf, how could it be good, and how could it grow into a big tree in the sky?

Outside, I heard the rooster crowing again, and the dozens of chickens were already starting to lay eggs.

The door opened with a creaking sound. Daxiang's father walked in and saw Daxiang's mother sewing a cotton coat with a piece of silk, which was full of new cotton, which was very soft and soft. Even the satin was afraid that they would touch it, for fear that they might have hooked a lot of silk.

The cotton is also fluffy and soft, and you can tell at a glance that it is new cotton popped up.

"It's just right, you made this, depending on the size, it's just right for tigers to wear."

Hu Zi is three years old this year, but the old lady is the lifeblood of the old lady. On weekdays, she loves something like that. Nothing is stuffed into her grandson's mouth.

Daxiang Niang paused slightly, and her hand was stabbed by a needle, but it was still unmoved. She held her fingers in her mouth and let the faint smell of blood spread to her lips.

I don’t know if it was because of those steamed buns, or because her family lived not far away at this time, she felt that she was no longer so cowardly. This time she was also rare, and she had a desire to resist like she had never had before.

This is a cotton coat she made for Xiaoshi's millet. The child has grown up so old that he has never worn a new cotton coat. He has used their old clothes to renovate it and it is not warm at all. No matter what she says, she will not give this cotton coat to the old Xu family, and it is impossible for Hu Zi to wear it. Let me tell you something, Hu Zi is her person, why should he wear the clothes she made?

Daxiang's silence made Daxiang's father think that she agreed, and it would be impossible for her to disagree. In this family, there is no way for women to speak.

Daxiang's father went directly to the kitchen, but there was an ice pot and a cold stove, and there was nothing.

"Why didn't you eat?"

He hurriedly came out, and saw Daxiang Niang's silent appearance, and maybe she was in a little angry in her hometown, and her tone was also a little shocked.

"There is no food at home."

Daxiang Niang still had the same tone as before, and she didn't want to argue with Daxiang's father. The children were all asleep. This was also someone else's place. She didn't want to be laughed at by the master. Then she would say that their home did not understand the rules. If they couldn't afford to plant this land, who would they blame?

Guozhen Daxiang's father also closed his mouth. Maybe he wanted to say something, but he felt powerless.

How could he not know about the lack of food at home?

"You ask Daxiang to think of a way tomorrow."

Daxiang’s father had already thought of a solution, “Daxiang is now working with noble people, so she asked her to pay some money in advance. After the crops are planted in this season, we will not have to worry about it.”

Daxiang's mother didn't say anything, and of course she didn't agree. Daxiang's father already thought so. With Daxiang's support over the past few months of Yueyin, no matter how they were, they wouldn't be hungry.

So the food in the family is said to take the food, and the things in the family are also said to give it to the food. I never thought about it. If Daxiang cannot borrow silver, if the master is tired of Daxiang's greed, then what else can they do?

"You can make more food tomorrow."

Daxiang's father also poured his stomach a lot of water, which could help him fill his fill, "My mother and the others are coming tomorrow."

"There is no food at home."

Daxiang Niang still said this, what should she do if she doesn’t have food?

Daxiang's father was choked, "You can find a way to go."

"I dare not go."

Daxiang Niang continued to sew the cotton coat in her hand. Whoever dares to go to the noble place will dare to step into it.

"Nothing."

Daxiang's father cursed directly.

"His father, then you, go."

It was not a sarcasm that Daxiang's mother bit off the thread in her hand. If Daxiang's father had the ability, he would borrow it himself, and then borrow the grain first.

Yao Zhen, Da Xiang's father suddenly became timid and had nothing to say in his mouth.

Daxiang Niang knew very well that by tomorrow, she would not be so calm.

As for the coming storm, Daxiang Niang was ready. This matter was cooked with raw rice. As for what happened to Daxiang's father, she really couldn't care about it, and she couldn't care about it either.

This day still needs to be passed, and tomorrow will always pass. No matter how sad you are, you will pass. What can’t be passed now?

The next day, when Shen Qing got up in the morning, he touched his stomach, "Babys, do you like watching opera?"

She couldn't help but smile. This heart is the most greedy, and how many things have arisen from these greed?

The two children moved, and now they are getting more frequent.

The little fox jumped up quickly and lay on Shen Qingci's bulging belly. Then he put his little body on it. It really likes Shen Qingci's two children. Now he doesn't want to go to the mountain, so he likes to follow Shen Qingci. At night, he has to sleep in the same bed with Shen Qingci.

Fortunately, it is a snow fox, which is much cleaner than an ordinary fox, and it is fragrant and does not shed hair. Otherwise, Shen Qingci would definitely lose it.

Why did Sanxi, who was on the other side, feel a little numb when she heard it? I wonder what happened to her wife, why did she suddenly mention watching the show, what is watching the show, what is to watch the show?

And Daxiang on one side, somehow, was always restless today and couldn't calm down.

Shen Qingci looked up and looked at the big fragrance that had been wandering in Taixu.

"Daxiang, you said, what would happen if the Xu family members saw the Zhao family?"

Shen Qingci asked Daxiang, his clear eyes were as clear as water, but they were cold and frost.

Daxiang's body couldn't help but stiffen.

"Madam, I..."

"If the milk sees the maternal milk there, it will definitely be a fight." With the grandparents who still like to take advantage of the situation, they must make people bleeding. Her breasts are used to being rampant in the village, so she is afraid.

"Daxiang, where will you stand at that time?"

Shen Qingci seemed to think that the fragrance was not uncomfortable enough. These sentences were all poked into people's hearts.

How to choose such a choice? It is not suitable for anyone to stand on the side of your mother. What should I do if my father is standing on my mother? A woman is following her father at home, but if she stands on her father’s side, will she still let her mother and her younger brother and sister be bullied to death?

But she didn't dare to look up, and in the end she just said, "Madam, a woman... should... be at home with her father..."
Chapter completed!