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"Oh, Aunt Chun, what's wrong with you?"

The land of Pan Cuihong's house happened to be next to Zhang Chunhua's house. She was carrying a basket, and there was half of the fire ashes in the basket. Seeing her bent over, her head was almost down to the same level as her waist, and the things in the basket should be quite heavy.

Pan Cuihong reluctantly raised her head, but the things on her back were too heavy. She could only try her best to lengthen her neck to see Zhang Chunhua's face.

Zhang Chunhua did not answer positively, and felt something hot was flowing out of her nose. She let go of her hands covering her nose and found that there was blood on her hands. Zhang Chunhua frightened: "Oh my God, it's bleeding, this god-killing Yan Xuhang."

When Pan Cuihong heard Zhang Chunhua's cursing words, she knew that she must have gone to Yan Yunxi's house and was turned away. So Pan Cuihong found a suitable location on the high ground, put the basket on the ground, and stuffed it with small stones at the bottom of the basket to fix the basket to prevent it from falling.

After fixing the backpack, Pan Cuihong shook it to check whether he really fixed the backpack and balanced it.

Seeing that the backpack was still stable, she let go of her hands with confidence, walked to a smooth stone next to her and sat down, patting the dust on her trouser legs.

Then Pan Cuihong raised her head with a smile, "I said to her Aunt Chun, you are idle and you are going to provoke Yan Yunxi's family again? You are asking for trouble for Huanglian, beggars to eat bitter gourd, and ask for trouble for yourself!"

Zhang Chunhua picked a handful of wild artemisia on the side of the road, mixed some saliva and crushed it and stuffed it into the bleeding nostril.

"Oh, you're stupid, you're really stupid. That brain is like a pig in the circle!"

Haha, I thought there was some new gossip, but after hearing it, there was still no useful information. It was such a waste. Pan Cuihong cursed in her heart, and she didn't dare to say a word on the surface. In the future, if her son wanted to settle down in the city, he might have to use Zhang Chunhua's help. Pan Cuihong smiled and said in a pretense of surprise: "Really?!! It's so surprising. I haven't seen Wang Yulian lay another egg for so many years, why did she suddenly have a child? Could it be that Yan Yunxi and a wild man from which family gave birth to it?"

Zhang Chunhua gave Pan Cuihong a white look and put her hands on her chest in anger.

Zhang Chunhua grabbed a handful of long and tender wild artemisia vegetarian food and wiped it away the remaining blood stains on her hands.

In recent years, Zhang Chunhua has made some money outside with her son Yan Xulin and has become one of the few rich people in the village. Therefore, Zhang Chunhua is growing increasingly, and everyone thinks she is superior. For ordinary working families like Pan Cuihong, she doesn't take it seriously at all. In the future, she will be someone who will go to the city to pick up and drop off her grandson. How can she compare with such a village woman?

Pan Cuihong had to swallow her anger and smile. She kept apologizing to Zhang Chunhua. Although Zhang Chunhua was tall and big, she had a simple mind. Pan Cuihong opened the topic again to attract Zhang Chunhua and diverted her attention.

Pan Cuihong laughed perfunctorily, "You're more careful, sister. If you change your sister, I won't have the time to hear if they cry or laugh!"

Pan Cuihong was anxious and couldn't say good things in her mouth. Zhang Chunhua was also a calculating person. She screamed, "Hey, I said, Sister Kang, if you give you some color, you will treat yourself as garlic. If your brain is good, you will not be able to spit out ivory in your mouth, I think you are not much different from me!"

When Zhang Chunhua was happy, she held Pan Cuihong's hand and praised.

Pan Cuihong realized that the way she spoke was wrong just now, so she walked over and explained with awkwardly, "Oh, I said Chun Mei, don't be angry with my sister. I'm used to scolding Lao Kang at home. I'm quick-talking for a moment. I'm sorry for you, girl."

Zhang Chunhua nodded, "It makes sense, but you are good at your sister. The analysis is accurate."

Humph, it sounds nice, who doesn’t know her Zhang Chunhua’s gossip, and Pan Cuihong did not directly expose Zhang Chunhua’s lies. After all, enemies should be resolved rather than bonded, and Zhang Chunhua is not a role to mess with. Besides, Pan Cuihong doesn’t like Yan Yunxi’s family either.

Pan Cuihong made Zhang Chunhua happy with a smile.

"I just heard you hear the crying of a child at Yan Yunxi's family. What's going on?"

Zhang Chunhua looked around and there was no one there. She wondered what trick Pan Cuihong was doing.

Pan Cuihong successfully turned her attention to Yan Yunxi. Zhang Chunhua thought, that's right. Wang Yulian's age could no longer cause anything. The most likely one is Yan Yun!

Zhang Chunhua slapped her thighs, "Oh, sister, you're so right. Look at my brain, I thought it was made by Wang Yulian!"

"snort……"

"I did a good job in the field. Who made the cry of children always come from her house? I thought to see what was going on. Maybe I could help. I didn't expect that I would not only not appreciate it, but also locked me out of the door. It was so heartless."

Pan Cuihong looked at Zhang Chunhua with a speed that was not easy to detect, and then smiled and said, "Wang Yulian is so old, I'm afraid she's already menopause. You can really think about it. Yan Yunxi is so old that she has not gotten married yet. Maybe it's the reason. Maybe this is why she can't get married. She has a child with a man before she gets married."

"What are you doing? Sister Kang, I'm the only one here, what else do you want me to go over and say?"

Zhang Chunhua curled her lips, put down her airs, and possessed her slightly, and told Pan Cuihong what she heard this morning to Pan Cuihong again.

Pan Cuihong thought carefully, Yan Yunxi's family had a child crying? Wang Yulian had long stopped interacting with her back home. No wonder Zhang Chunhua was curious. Pan Cuihong also began to be curious. She waved her hand and signaled that Zhang Chunhua would get closer to speak.

Zhang Chunhua is one section taller than Pan Cuihong. She held her hands, looked at Pan Cuihong with her eyes slanted, and hummed a word from her nose to express her arrogance.

I don’t know if Pan Cuihong’s words were exaggerating or scolding her. Zhang Chunhua didn’t really care about it, but I always felt that there was something strange.

"Oh, I said sister-in-law, you don't know. I cried loudly. I heard it several times in the morning!"

As they said that, Zhang Chunhua came to listen with her ears on her back. Pan Cuihong didn't speak, and listened quietly together. They heard nothing except the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, the sound of the cow bells "ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding

After parting with Pan Cuihong, when she passed by Yan Yunxi's house, Zhang Chunhua lay down at the door of Yan Yunxi's house again, squinted her eyes and looked inside through the crack of the door. There was no one in the yard, and the child stopped crying. After looking for a while, she found no useful information. Zhang Chunhua carried a hoe and went home.
Chapter completed!