Chapter 498： It's Jiao Ke'er

Chapter 498 It’s Jiao Ke’er

Brother Gu said excitedly: "Sister, from now on, our brothers and your sisters-in-law will do all the work at home. You, your brothers, sisters, and children should study hard and strive to become the first college student in Xiangyang Village!"

Gu Xiaoxuan said with a smile: "Brother, you have to study, but there is no need to study blindly and not be productive. We will become nerds and will not take responsibility. Even if we get into a good university, we are just selfish people. , They don’t understand the hard work of their parents, brothers and sisters-in-law, and they can’t make a big contribution to the country.”

“Hey, sister, you will know better after studying. Anyway, you can make your own decisions about family matters. My second brother, I, and your two sisters-in-law will support you!”

The two brothers and sisters were moved by each other. As soon as Xiao Jun came out of the conference room, his mother grabbed him, took out an electric pusher he borrowed from who knows where, and shaved his bald head!

“Mother! I am your biological son!” Xiao Jun was angry. Ever since he was sensible, he had begun to doubt whether he was Ms. Xiao’s biological son.

The son is loved and pampered as if he were a treasure, so why is he the one who is despised at home?

He rubbed himself against Xiao's mother reluctantly, and as expected he saw Ms. Xiao's undisguised expression of disgust.

"No matter what, we, mother and son, share the blessings and the hardships! If there are lice and fleas, they will definitely share."

Xiao’s mother pinched his ears rudely and said, “What’s wrong, you think you’re a hero just because you walked around outside, and you don’t take your mother to heart?”

"No, no, no, please calm down, mother." Xiao Jun protected his ears with both hands. The little boy, who was over 1.7 meters tall, bowed slightly to accommodate his mother and said pitifully: "I think you are not in time yet. Look, If I can’t eat the food you cook, I’ll lose weight.”

Mother Xiao was dumbfounded by what he said. She snorted and stuffed her backpack into his hand: "Go to the bathhouse to wash yourself off before going home!

I've prepared a pot of meat and vegetables for you. "

Xiao Jun smashed his mouth, carrying his bag with his shiny forehead in the winter, and went to the bathhouse to take a bath before entering the compound in the car.

The eight-year-old Wen Jingqiu in the second group is from N city, but she grew up with her grandparents and grandparents, wandering from rural areas and towns, and was not brought to Kyoto until she was old enough to go to school.

Because she was used to being pushed around since she was a child, she was like a hedgehog at a young age. However, her sister and mother were green tea lovers, which gave her a particularly bad reputation in the nearby community. She was a petty and jealous person from the countryside. Sister, greedy and lazy, stupid, not polite, etc.

Wen Jingqiu has also been giving up on herself. In accordance with the bad reputation her mother gave her, she tormented people as much as she could. She tormented Wen's mother and sister Wen Jiatong so much that she almost only had to fight in front of Wen's father.

No wonder Wen’s mother clearly knew that in participating in the “Fake Parents and Fake Moms” program, urban children would be randomly sent to the countryside for “rehabilitation”, so for the twelve hundred yuan, she did not hesitate to push her out.

Nan Province is located in the south of the central part of Xiahua, and the temperature is suitable. Even in November of the lunar calendar, the weather is only slightly humid and cold, not too unbearable.

The air here is fresh and pleasant, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the people are gentle and enthusiastic.

As soon as they got off the bus, Sanshu Shan, who worked as a chef in the canteen of Dachang, was already waiting on the tricycle pulling goods.

They went to the cafeteria and the kitchen to eat first, and then Uncle Shan sent them to Shiyan Village.

The village is only more than half an hour's drive from the city.

As soon as they entered the village, a group of children ran away laughing and shouting: "Grandpa, village chief, your granddaughter has been brought back!"

Shanfu carefully looked at Wen Jingqiu's expression and saw that she had no reaction, so he smiled and explained: "I called home after I got the ticket. My family knew you were coming and they were very happy."

Wen Jingqiu twitched the corners of her lips and hummed.

“The conditions in the village cannot be compared with those in Kyoto, but our house is clean and tidy, so you can make do with it first, and just tell me if you feel uncomfortable or if there is anything missing.

Don't think of this as a show. Come to our mountain home and you will be our guest. " Shanfu emphasized to her again.

Uncle Shan had to cook in the evening, so he sent them to the door of his house. He gave Shan's father a piece of fat and thin meat and a small bag of Fuqiang noodles, and left in a hurry.

The Shan family welcomed Wen Jingqiu in with great enthusiasm. They looked at this beautiful and fair little girl with genuine affection.

"Are you tired, Jingqiu? Your mother has already tidied up the house. You should take a break. Let's stew chicken and steam buns for dinner tonight!" Grandma Shan held her hand and said cheerfully.

Faced with the friendly looks of everyone, Wen Jingqiu tightened her little face, smiled and shouted to everyone, and obediently carried her bag to her room.

The Shan family is indeed having an easy time. Grandpa Shan has been the village chief for decades. Shan's father and third uncle both graduated from junior high school. One is a captain in the village and the other is a chef in the canteen of a large factory in the city.

Second Uncle Shan graduated from high school and joined the army. Now he is a battalion commander. He takes his wife and children with him and mails back half of his allowance every month.

Si Gu Shan also graduated from high school. Because she was talented and beautiful, she got a good marriage. She also had a job as a saleswoman. Every time she went back to her parents' home, she would bring big and small packages.

So Shanjia is a rare brick house in the village, with thick blue walls and red bricks. It has three large main rooms and three east and west wing rooms.

The room they tidied up for Wen Jingqiu was the one in the east wing close to the main room. It had good lighting, small partitions, and a large solid wood bed with thick bedding that smelled of sunshine.

"This is the house of your second uncle and second aunt. They are not at home all year round, so you live there." Mother Shan smiled and pulled the quilt away for her, and Father Shan came in carrying a tin stove.

The room warmed up immediately, and Wen Jingqiu seemed a little embarrassed.

In her eight-year-old life, she rarely received warmth. Her father was always busy with work. When he got home, he would only ask her if she had eaten or if she was dressed warmly, but he never used his eyes to see her true condition.

Grandpa and grandma are good to her, but they are old, physically and mentally weak, and they cannot take good care of her in all aspects.

Wen Jingqiu has become accustomed to caring for herself and fighting for her share of things from her sister and mother. But she was young after all, and the more she wanted to get it, the more she could only watch helplessly lose it.

Faced with the enthusiasm of the Shan family, she accepted her incompetence for a moment. She always felt that others were interested in her, and her heart, which was originally slightly open, quickly closed.

She hummed, and seeing Father Shan leave, she took off her coat, trousers and shoes, got under the quilt, and said muffledly to Mother Shan, "Auntie, you don't have to work anymore, I'll take a nap."

Shan Mu sighed, gently closed the door and left.

"Is this child really eight years old? Why does he look so thin and small, as if he is six years old?" The big guy asked Shanfu in a low voice with some distress.

(End of this chapter)