"What?!"

Zhang Chunnuan exclaimed, doubting what he heard.

Until Father Shen said with certainty again: "Lao Zhou and Shuan Zi have already gone to see it, and the person is really gone. Nuan'er, please stay home and take care of the baby. Dad has to go and see!"

As soon as Father Shen finished saying this, a sound of urging came from the courtyard. He asked Zhang Chunnuan to close the door and followed the visitor.

After he left, it took a while for Zhang Chunnuan to come to his senses. He was really gone?!

She didn't know her third grandma very well, and they only exchanged a few words with each other when they were in a group when they were choosing cotton seeds.

Later, we met several times when we went up the mountain after the autumn harvest. At that time, she was busy looking for plants she knew and transplanted them into the farm. The third grandmother was busy looking for anything to hold her belly, and she didn't say anything.

If it weren't for her familiarity with the mistress, to Zhang Chunnuan, she might be just like other old ladies in the village, just a stranger.

During dinner, she also asked Father Shen to send some charcoal to the third son's house tomorrow when no one was walking around in the village.

Only a few hours later, I heard the news that no one was missing.

Zhang Chunnuan's heart was full of mixed feelings.

If she hadn't gone to the commune to go to the market, wouldn't the mistress wouldn't have been delayed at the Shen family, and the mistress could have been given medicine earlier, and wouldn't she have died?

If I had asked Father Shen to visit after dinner, would it have been possible to avoid the tragedy of the third grandma's death?

if……

…

Zhang Chunnuan opened her eyes until dawn, mechanically fed the two children, changed their diapers, and ate breakfast without waiting for someone to send her a message.

It was Wang Dongxue who came. Compared with yesterday, she looked obviously wilted.

When he saw Zhang Chunnuan, his eyes instantly turned red.

"Sister Chunnuan, I don't know why, I just can't help feeling sad..."

Zhang Chunnuan looked sad, feeling very guilty and didn't know how to persuade Wang Dongxue.

"The Chinese New Year is only twenty days away. Why can't the third grandma think about it... The third son is only 8 years old, what will he do in the future?"

take things too hard?

Zhang Chunnuan was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Wang Dongxue's hand tightly: "How come the third grandma is missing?"

When Wang Dongxue heard this, she couldn't help but sob: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Hang... hang yourself..." Zhang Chunnuan let go of Wang Dongxue's hand in a daze.

Zhang Chunnuan felt even sadder when he learned that the third grandma did not die of illness but committed suicide.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Why else...in order not to drag down the mistress.

Zhang Chunnuan figured it out in an instant. The third son was turning 9 years old, and the village would not let him starve to death no matter what, for the sake of the third grandfather.

In two or three years, when the mistress is older and can work in the fields, life will definitely get better and better.

But the premise is that he doesn't have a sick grandmother.

Parents love their children and have far-reaching plans.

Zhang Chunnuan understands that the third grandmother sacrificed her life for her only grandson, but she doesn't agree with it.

Father Shen was busy with the third grandmother's funeral in the village. He didn't go home for two days in a row, and he didn't ask Zhang Chunnuan to go.

Zhang Chunnuan, who was alone at home, closed the courtyard door and took out wild vegetables and pasture from the farm warehouse every day to feed the family's goats and two piglets.

When she saw the mistress again, he had already been taken into Li Suizui's house next door.

Wang Dongxue, who has first-hand information about Shanjiao Village, mentioned this matter when she came to Shen's house to play with Zhang Chunnuan.

"Li Suizui's father-in-law and my mistress's grandfather are uncles and brothers, sharing the same grandfather.

After the third grandma left, the closest thing to the third son was their family. In addition, Li Suizui couldn't give birth to a child, so her mother-in-law said she would adopt the third son.

My father-in-law said that the third son is the only bloodline of the third grandpa, and he did not agree to the adoption. He only said that his family would raise the third son, and he would have two wives in the future."

Zhang Chunnuan holds a bamboo crochet hook in her hand and is hooking little August's fur shoes.

The crochet hook is made of old bamboo from the farm, and the wool is processed from cotton and dyed a tender pink color.

Although it is not as soft as wool thread, it is enough for hooking woolen shoes for babies.

"Can Li Suizui agree?"

If he really adopted the mistress, wouldn't he admit the fact that she, Li Suizui, couldn't be born?

In future generations, women who cannot give birth to children will be bowed down, let alone in this era.

Wang Dongxue watched Zhang Chunnuan's fingers flying, and soon a small and exquisite bud-shaped woolen shoe was completed.

"Well, what's the use if she doesn't agree? No one will listen to her words at her house! As long as her mother-in-law agrees!"

At this point, she changed the subject and said coquettishly: "Sister Chun Nuan~"

Zhang Chunnuan interrupted her quickly, "Stop, I'm not Huacheng. Don't do this. Talk about something if you have something to say."

Wang Dongxue was not shy after being teased. She pointed at the small shoes in Zhang Chunnuan's hand and said:

"Sister Chun Nuan, can you teach me how to stitch woolen shoes? My fifth sister-in-law is about to give birth, and I want to make a pair for her little niece."

"Okay!" Zhang Chunnuan agreed, took out a crochet hook and a ball of wool from the sewing basket on the side and handed it over, and asked smoothly:

"How do you know that your fifth sister-in-law must be a niece? Can't she be a nephew?"

Wang Dongxue held the crochet hook awkwardly in her hand and said matter-of-factly:

"My five sisters-in-law all dream of having a daughter. They have already given birth to more than a dozen boys. This time they will definitely have a little girl!"

Hearing what she said, Zhang Chunnuan remembered the scene he saw when he went to the market to pick up the piglets from Wang's house a few days ago.

That really gave birth to a football team!

Although they are not born to the same mother, they are still quite spectacular!

Zhang Chunnuan was about to speak when she was interrupted by a sharp female voice next door.

"You come to my house and eat and drink for free. What's wrong with asking you to pick up some water?! Whose 8-year-old kid can't do anything like you!"

As soon as Li Suizui's voice fell, her mother-in-law's curse started again:

"You're a hen that can't lay eggs and a poisonous woman that can't give birth to a son! I asked you to fetch water, but you actually asked my eldest grandson to do it!"

"What a great grandson! You will regret it if you treat someone else's grandson as your treasure! If you, an old witch, hadn't tormented me, I would have given birth to a whole bunch of sons!"

Wang Dongxue saw that she not only failed to draw the outline, but also made a mess of the wool, so she had to sigh and put it down.

Hearing the quarrel coming from the yard next to him, he asked: "Sister Chunnuan, do they quarrel like this every day?"

Zhang Chunnuan thought for a while and replied: "We were noisy before, but not so much. In the past two days, we have been noisy three times a day."

As she spoke, she also put down the crochet yarn in her hand and sighed silently.

The mistress is so pitiful.
Chapter completed!