Chapter 17

Wang Xiushu curls her lips and asks Xie Zurong to give her a break. It's really beautiful. If you want to give her a break, she'll give it to her. Thank you, Zurong. She doesn't want to give it to her for nothing, just for that man with a good appearance.

Widow Xie is still swearing in the yard. Her mouth is dirty, but no one pays attention to her.

Wang Xiushu, with a bundle in her hand, walked on the path unhappily and slowly, not to mention how happy she was. Scolding her, she went straight back to her mother's home. What's the point.

But as Wang Xiushu walked, she saw a familiar figure from a long distance, as if she was cutting firewood. "Big tiger, how are you here?" It's Qian Dahu who has a closer look.

Qian Dahu's eyes flashed quickly, "there's not enough firewood at home. I'll cut some firewood. Are you going back to your mother's home?"

Wang Xiushu nodded, because Qian Dahu saved her brother before, so she was also very grateful to others, "well, this is not Zurong went to the Academy, and I'm ok, so I went home to help take care of the family."

Qian Dahu and Wang Xiushu, while talking, tied up the firewood, "let's go, let's go back together, and I'll cut it almost," and casually asked, "were you OK last night?"

Wang Xiushu felt inexplicable, and then said, "I'm ok. What happened last night?"

Qian Dahu knew that he had said something wrong and shook his head, "nothing."

Looking at Qian Dahu's obscure tone, Wang Xiushu also decisively no longer asks, everyone has a secret, where does he need to get to the bottom here.

"Give me this. I'll hold it for you." Wang Xiushu carries the burden behind her and reaches for the remaining bundle of firewood.

Who knows, before Wang Xiushu reaches for it, Qian Dahu carries it on his back and grins, "I'm powerful and can take it." Looking at her delicate appearance, Qian Dahu was reluctant to let her carry firewood.

Wang Xiushu nodded, and then two people along the path to go home together, to the door of the Wang family, Wang Xiushu called Qian Dahu, "big tiger brother, come in to have a rest and then go."

"No, I'll have to help grandma Liu in the west of the village to repair her house later, so I won't go in." Qian Dahu said, although he wanted to say something to Wang Xiushu.

Wang Xiushu was not reluctant. After nodding her head, she entered the Wang family, put the burden on her, and then said to the house, "mother, I'm back..."

Liu Shi is sewing clothes in the room. When she hears Wang Xiushu's voice, she puts down her needle and thread and comes out, "how can you run home every day? You are not afraid of gossip." Although so say, but in the heart is happy.

Wang Xiushu also didn't care, "I went back to my mother's home and talked about something." looking at Liu's disapproval, she explained, "this is not Zurong's going to the Academy, and there's nothing wrong at home, so I came back. By the way, how's my brother's leg?"

Speaking of this, Wang Xiushu is a little nervous, her brother's legs must be good.

Just then, Wang Guangming came over from behind, legs and feet sensitive, without any problem, "little sister came back, brother said how to have bird calls today..." happily put down the basin in the hands of pigs, and talked to Wang Xiushu.

"Brother, how's your leg?" Wang Xiushu is a little nervous. It seems that there should be no problem.

Wang Guangming tried to take two steps. "It's very good. There's no problem. Don't leave when you come back today. It happens that my mother is making sweet potato cakes today..."

Wang Xiushu is also happy to hear, "well, my favorite is sweet potato cake."

Originally, there was not much food to eat in the village during the December Festival, but the villagers had their own cellar. They put some food in it in summer and autumn, and they wanted to put some food out in winter.

Wang Xiushu and Liu are busy on the case. Liu is busy cutting sweet potatoes and kneading noodles. Wang Xiushu is boiling water. The weather is dry and cold in winter. The stove is the best place for heating.

"Xiushu, your mother-in-law's temper is not very good, and my mother knows that you have been wronged, but Zurong is a material for the entrance examination..." Liu's garrulous, also don't know how to mention such a point.

Wang Xiushu curls her lips. Her mother-in-law is not only bad tempered. Who in shiliba village doesn't know the power of widow Xie? So what she says about Liu is that she goes in one ear and goes out the other.

Looking at Wang Xiushu disapproved, Liu raised his voice, "Xiushu, you understand what my mother said?" This kid, I don't know what happened recently.

Wang Xiushu is still thinking about other things, suddenly heard Liu's voice, quickly said, "mother, I know, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, you live your life steadfastly."

"You..." Liu's looking at the kitchen fire printed Wang Xiushu's pretty face, unconsciously smile, the daughter has a home, the son's daughter-in-law has not been settled!

Not long after, the room came bursts of sweet potato aroma, in this small kitchen is very fragrant, "delicious, for a long time did not eat, really fragrant..."

Wang Xiushu has Huang cancan's sweet potato cake in her hand. Her eyes are filled with mist from time to time. She thinks that at the beginning, she was beaten by widow Xie at the Xie's house. She didn't say she was cold, but she was framed... Thinking about it, she fell into tears.

As soon as Wang Guangming came into the room, he saw Wang Xiushu crying and asked, "sister, what's the matter? Who bullied you? Please tell me. I'll take it out on you."

Listen to this common enemy words, Wang Xiushu sniffed, "nothing, just eat sweet potato cake when bite the tongue..." looking at Liu also concerned about the inquiry, Wang Xiushu quickly explained.

"It seems that my little sister wants to eat meat, ha ha..." Wang Guangming laughs and looks at Wang Xiushu lovingly.

Wang Qiwang also came back from the outside, "the weather is getting colder and colder day by day..." then he went in and rubbed his hands, and took the sweet potato cake that Liu had just made, "fragrant, really fragrant..."

"Er Niang, what delicious food did you make? Let me have a taste..." a sharp female voice came from far to near.

Wang Xiushu looks at the girl who uncovers the curtain, and then remembers that this is probably the little sister born by her aunt. What's her name Wang Xiuli.

Wang Xiuli followed the case and looked at it with bright eyes.

"A few sweet potato cakes. Later, er Niang will pack some back for you." Liu said with a smile, and then he was ready to take a basket of sweet potato cakes.

Wang Xiushu looked at Wang Xiuli arrogant look not good, a look to know that there is nothing good, "something?"

"We don't have much firewood in our house. I want to borrow some from Er shuniang..." Wang Xiuli said with an eyebrow, and her voice was not polite at all. She looked at Wang Xiushu and glared.

Wang Guangliang's face was a little ugly. In winter, everyone's firewood was burned tightly. There was nothing extra. So he said directly, "we don't have anything extra. Let my aunt borrow it from someone else's house."