Chapter 709 710. Li Quhan [Add to the reader'ALa']

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The sky is shining.

—Pei Xihe

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"Xiao Ya, go and pick up two buckets of water."

The middle-aged woman hugged the young baby boy in her arms and coaxed her in a low voice. As her voice fell, a petite figure skillfully passed through two with a short shoulder pole."

The woman looked at her daughter's well-behaved smiling face, and said.

"Go quickly, I'll come back later and my mother makes a bowl of eggs for you to replenish it."

The little girl nodded and walked steadily outside the door.

The woman looked at the little girl's figure leaving, and she felt a little confused. The little girl has been in good health since she was born, but she was obviously being beaten by her mother-in-law during pregnancy, but she was only three pounds and six pounds when she was born.

All I can do is do more work so that my father and mother will not turn all their attention to my younger brother.

Pei Xiaoya lifted the wooden barrel. The rough wooden appearance made her palm feel a little uncomfortable. She sank all the barrels into the river and lifted them hard until the two buckets of water were 70% full, and then lifted them up again with a load.

Now that Xiaoya is four years old, they also found that she is much more powerful than the children of the same age in the village, so that she can take on these miscellaneous tasks at home.

There was an aunt sitting at home. She was in her forties and fifties and looked innocent. She was peeling raw peanuts from the wooden table and spreading the shells on the table. The mother next to her was almost humbly looking at the fat mother with a rich body.

Why?

Pei Xiaoya still remembers reading the Book of Songs in a class with her husband. Why is "a man born" the "shoulder of a slap" and "a woman born" the "shoulder of a tile"?

Zhang and Tile?

The tingling pain on her shoulders quietly disappeared. She understood the uneasy thoughts in her heart, and she was unwilling to let go of her like this.

I realized earlier than the little girls in the village that in the eyes of adults, boys and girls are different.

All are born for ten months of pregnancy, and life is unfair according to gender.

Pei Xiaoya sweetly called out to the uncle, then carried two buckets of water to the water tank in the woodshed, and poured the water into it with a small wooden stool.

The flowing water in the river reflects a tender face, and her skin is not fair, but it does not hide her handsome bones. After all, her parents are the most handsome in the village. Pei Xiaoya, who was born, even took the best place to look at them, especially her pure black eyes, which were particularly bright.

She doesn't know.

Xiaoya has no serious name, and the girl is not valued in this small mountain village.

If you can do these tasks, just do it first.

The bucket made the little girl shaking slightly, and her shoulders felt tingling, and she couldn't help biting her lower lip, but the peeling lower lip even more painful.

But her strength is surprisingly great. Perhaps she is born with divine power, which is only a little worse than that of an adult. Now she is doing these tasks to change her mother's smile.

The look of her eyes made Pei Xiaoya feel uncomfortable, as if she was looking at a piece of goods.

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Unlike his younger brother who was happily named Jinbao when he was born, because he was a small ball when he was born and could not support him, he was always called Xiaoya and Pei Xiaoya.

Xiao Ya walked on the small road in the forest with a load on her shoulders. The mud under her feet was flattened by the villagers not long ago because of the spring rain, which made the soles of the straw sandals sticky.

But she didn't dare to eavesdrop. The chickens raised outside were chirping intermittently, creating a noise. She couldn't hear anything even when leaning against the door. If she had been rushing here for a long time, she would make her mother think more.

The river was flowing with a gurgling sound. She looked back and saw the dissatisfaction in her eyes reflected on the river surface.

The dirt road under your feet should not be done, and some gravel mixed in it was not flat. The little girl was carrying a load and tried her best to slow down her pace. She couldn't help but step on the sharp gravel, which made her feet hurt.

The youngest son Jin Bao was just born. Because of the blessing of a boy, his own man didn't ask her to go to the ground, and his mother-in-law didn't say anything when she found out.

For some reason, Pei Xiaoya felt that she was different from the same age as the children in the village since she was a child. She seemed to have a clear understanding from a very early age and could clearly record everything that had happened around her, just like the village teacher said, a person who was born prematurely wise.

Xiao Ya endured the stinging pain under her feet from time to time and finally walked to the edge of the river.

She pushed the shoulder pole on her shoulder hard, and with a few bangs, the wooden barrel that was shaking suddenly fell on the ground and circled slowly.

Before my younger brother was born, she only had one child at home. Even if she was a girl, her parents were still good to her. She only started to do something like carrying water after her younger brother was born.

The child next to the words taught by that gentleman had to go back and forth several times before he could figure out what it was, but she seemed to remember them all just by looking at, reading, writing, and meaning.

There is no well in Peijia Village, so you need to pick up the water in the small river next to the village.

She couldn't help but rub her sore shoulders, scooped up a handful of water and slapped her little face. The leaves and dust that had just stuck to her face because of sweat. After washing it, a girl appeared on the clear river surface.

Because she was a girl, she was not welcomed by her mother-in-law during her confinement period. She didn’t have enough milk and could only feed Xiaoya with rice soup. Now she is getting better and better, and she has not suffered any disease.

Xiaoya licked the dry skin on her mouth with her tongue to relieve the slight tingling pain in her lips.

After finishing her work, she looked a little uneasy and looked up at the yard with a wood-room door.

"Look at your little girl, she is really sensible. Her little face looks more and more like you as she looks good."

This fat uncle didn't seem to be from their village, and she took out the peanuts hidden in the house. The fat woman was not wearing the thick linen clothes in the village, but had some shiny and soft cotton cloth, which was completely different from what they were wearing.

But why?

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I don’t know if she counts or not, she wants her uncle to teach her to learn calligraphy, but how could her parents let a girl go to school? Pei Xiaoya went to see it secretly after finishing her work and tried to listen to the teaching teacher’s lessons as much as possible.

When she walked out again, she saw the fat uncle leaving. The mother smiled and sent the fat woman away. She turned around and looked at Pei Xiaoya, with inexplicable thoughts in her eyes.

The little girl is only four years old, she has never really been to school and has been well educated. Even if she is smarter than the other child, she can't figure out what her mother is thinking, so she raised her little face and smiled at her.

"Mom, I've poured the water into the water tank."

Zhang Hua just turned around and saw her daughter. She looked well-behaved. She obediently carried the water back, with thin sweat on her head and wrinkled clothes on her shoulders by the shoulder pole, but her eyes were staring at her.

Zhang Hua couldn't help but feel guilty, but it quickly disappeared. She was looking for a good future for Xiao Ya, so what's the guilty one?

(End of this chapter)
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