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

Chapter 27 Beat Hu Meijiao

Dachun’s damaged face turned red and white. She wanted to reassure Hu Meijiao but didn’t dare, so she had to vent her full stomach to the horse.

“Snapped–”

“drive–”

As soon as the whip went down, the horse shivered and raised its hoof hurriedly to continue on its way.

Hu Meijiao was left aside, staring angrily at Cui Qiao on the carriage. Cui Qiao lifted her chin triumphantly. There were no tears in her eyes. She was crying just now and was pretending to be Brother Dachun. .

She stared at Hu Meijiao mockingly, and the contempt in her eyes stung Hu Meijiao deeply. In a hurry, she yelled at the carriage: “Uncle Dachun, it turns out that Cuiqiao is the master of everything you do! ”

This sentence is a bit serious. If a cousin is in charge of her cousin in everything, what is the matter? If this is spread out, won’t Cuiqiao’s reputation end?

Dachun’s face sank, and she turned her head back and scolded Hu Meijiao, “Why are you blind? Your mother is sick, so don’t hurry up to take care of your mother at home.”

Hu Meijiao regretted it when she finished speaking, she couldn’t hold back her tongue for a while, and offended the most powerful pungent goods in the village. Will she have a good life in the future?

Regretful Hu Meijiao wanted to say a few soft words to ease her up, but how could Cuiqiao give her a chance? Hu Meijiao’s words hurt more than slapped her mouth. Can she bear her violent temper?

“I’ll kill you a little vixen with a mouthful of dung, and your mothers are full of stomachs. Don’t think that everyone is like you!”

Cui Qiao was so angry that she jumped out of the carriage and rushed towards Hu Meijiao like a gust of wind.

When Hu Meijiao didn’t look well, she ran away, but she was only eleven years old, how could she run better than the tall and healthy Cuiqiao? Cui Qiao caught up with her without running a few steps. Cui Qiao tucked her hair and pulled her big mouth straight up.

“Uncle Dachun, save me—”

Hu Meijiao was struggling and crying loudly. Dachun wanted to go down and pull the battle. Just as she lifted her body, Qiuping’s sister-in-law, who had been silent and standing by, said: “Cuiqiao is a good kid, but his temper is too bad. Willing to sue.”

The last two words are the most important.

As soon as Dachun heard the word “complaint”, he immediately thought of his grandfather’s ruthless slogan. His body became stiff, and his stretched legs had to be retracted again, looking nervously at the fierce battle scene behind him, only hoping that his cousin could do it. Be merciful, don’t beat Hu Meijiao too hard.

Shen Ruolan’s eyes widened, and she was completely overwhelmed by Cuiqiao who was pretending to be. It’s no wonder that the shrewdest girl in the village was not her opponent, she was indeed a female fighter with super-strength value!

This battle didn’t last long, and Hu Meijiao was defeated and ended. Hu Meijiao’s hair was disheveled, and her white and tender face was scratched with several blood purlins, and there were several slap marks on it.

“Woo…”

Hu Meijiao looked at Dachun pitifully, expecting him to be the master of herself.

However, Shen Dachun also had the courage to do so, Cui Qiao’s dead girl stared at him eagerly, if he dared to go down, Cui Qiao would run back and tell grandpa.

If Grandpa knew it, it would be weird if he didn’t fight him half-dead.

Hu Meijiao watched as the carriage left with a da, da da da, Cui Qiao took a sip on her cheek before getting into the car, the complacency and disdain in her eyes hurt her deeply, more painful than the wound on her face.

Dachun was downcast all the way, obviously in a bad mood, Cuiqiao was just the opposite, because she was in a bad mood in her heart, she was in a good mood, talking and laughing along the way, and soon arrived in town.

Qisong Town is a small town with only one main street. There is no busy street like a county town, and there are no tall two-story buildings on the street. The purpose is a row of low houses with vertical doors. Signboards, some with flags, marked the businesses and businesses operated by each shop.

“The steamed buns are hot, the old-fashioned steamed buns, the thin-skinned meat buns…just out of the pot, come buy those you want…”

At the entrance of the snack shop on the side, the guy was yelling, and brought out a cage of steamed buns that had just been out of the pot and placed it on a wooden table that was more than one meter long.

There is a hollow hole on the table, and a water stove burning with charcoal is connected underneath. The water is boiling and hot bubbles are coming out.

The guy put the steamed buns and steamed buns on the cage to keep it warm, and uncovered the top of the cage. The hot breath immediately spread out on the street. The unique aroma of the buns made many people swallowed severely.

“Gudong—”

There was a loud drooling sound.

Shen Ruolan followed the sound, but saw that the thin girl next to her was staring at the steaming cage. The heat and desire in her eyes were about to turn into a flame.

She sighed. Although she wanted to buy a steamed bun for her to relieve her greed, she couldn’t be too sassy now. In the eyes of others, she and Shouya are the same person, so poor that they can’t even fill their stomachs. It’s full, if she rashly puts out a few pennies to buy buns for Shou Ya, she will definitely attract the attention of the people in the car.

She didn’t want to be noticed.

Qiuping’s sister-in-law also saw Shouya’s desire and suggested: “Shouya hasn’t had breakfast yet, or else, Sister-in-law will help you buy a steamed bun to make up for it? Later, you can smash the pine nuts and make money. Also my sister-in-law.”

Shou Ya shook her head, her eyes were taken back from the white and fat steamed buns: “I won’t eat, my father asked me to take back the money for smashing the pine nuts…”

There was silence in the car.

Everyone knows that Shouya has a hard time at home. She does more than donkeys and eats less than birds. If that is the case, her parents always call her a money-loser, and she hates it. Tie her neck, let her skip meals and just work. In their eyes, Shouya and her sisters are servants who work for the family, and they will keep selling money to her brother in the future. Used to marry a wife.

Although Shen Ruolan is also pitiful, she is in a much better situation than the thin girl. After all, she is fed by herself and the whole family is not hungry. Unlike the thin girl who serves the old and the young, she has endless work every day. My son, I have to freeze and starve.

…

In silence, the car rushed to the shanhuo shop of Aunt Xie’s daughter, and sister Cuilian, who was in the shop, greeted her in a hurry, “Oh, I’m looking forward to you, come in and come in.”

Shen Ruolan got out of the car with everyone, and walked into Sister Cuilian’s shanhuo shop. The shop was full of dumplings, and you could smell the scent of shanhuo as soon as you entered the house.

“Sit down and rest, I’ll pour you some water.” Sister Cuilian greeted enthusiastically.

Qiuping’s sister-in-law smiled and said: “Don’t have to work, we’ll all sit together, not tired, let us go to work quickly.”