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Chapter 32 Moving away

Zhou Huaishan lowered his head, took a deep breath, and said weakly: "Daughter, why don't you give me a few shots to relieve your breath?"

Zhou Qing rolled her eyes in anger.

Do you beat your dad in public?

After a group of parents beat up their children, they understood the truth amid their children's crying.

My own children were attracted by Zhou Huaishan and Zhou Ping.

Therefore, your own children are not bad kids who are disobedient.

Everyone looked at Zhou Ping angrily.

Zhou Ping had just received a beat, and at this moment he met such angry gazes, his calves trembled and he couldn't help but shrink back, "What do you think of me?"

The patriarch looked at Zhou Ping with a cold face, "How many times have the village emphasized that you are not allowed to go to the back mountain to play? Why are you here? If it weren't for you and your second brother, could they come with you? Do you know how dangerous this is!"

Zhou Ping...

He always remembers that he can't go to the back mountain to play.

But after leaving home, my second uncle was talking about the delicious food all the way, and the aroma of roasted chicken and elbows in the basket was straight into his nose and eyes.

The fragrance not only penetrated his nose, but probably had already entered his mind. He didn't notice where he went.

and!

You don’t blame the adults who accompanied me, why do you blame me as a child?

I'm just a child!

Zhou Huailin raised his foot and kicked Zhou Ping's butt, "Don't come to the back mountain again in the future."

Zhou Ping nodded in grievance and looked at Zhou Huaishan.

Zhou Huaishan...

"Well, Linzi, stop hitting him. It's all me, I'm here."

Zhou Huaishan's honest face, coupled with this sincere tone, would anyone believe what he said?

It is obviously just giving up Zhou Ping.

"Second brother, don't protect him. The back mountain is dangerous. If you don't teach him a lesson, let him know that he is powerful, it will be too late to let the wolf take him away in the future."

Zhou Huailin raised his hand and slapped Zhou Ping on the back of the neck.

Zhou Huaishan's eyelids twitched and he hurriedly grabbed Zhou Huailin, "It's really me. I'm so tired that I asked Pingzi to take me out for a walk. Don't beat the child."

A hero is a hero, and a playboy is also very loyal.

But this was said from the honest man Zhou Huaishan, and everyone became more and more sympathetic when they saw his eyes.

Zhou Huaishan has many lumps of wood, how could he feel bored when he stays at home?

He must have been bullied by Wang and Sun.

That basket of food is evidence.

Therefore, the fundamental reason why the children go to the back mountain to have fun is Sun and Wang.

A group of people returned to the village in a mighty manner and headed straight for Lao Zhou’s house.

Old Zhou’s family.

After Shen Li drove the carriage back, he thought about Zhou Qing and stopped the carriage and came out.

Zhou Yao carried the red paper bought by Zhou Qing last time and was walking towards the second room. Sun, who was coming from behind, staggered forward a few steps and fell to the ground.

Zhou Yao burst into tears when her knees were broken, but even so, she held the roll of red paper tightly and fell to the ground.

"Milk, what are you doing!"

Zhou Yao stood up with paper in one hand and held the other.

Sun spat at her, "The conscienceless bastard, I don't know how to be filial to my elders, I have something to hold in my arms."

The sauce noodles this morning were a thorn that she couldn't get over.

If you can't hit Zhou Qing, you can even exhale this anger after hitting Zhou Yao.

While Sun was speaking, Wang moved a large basket from the car.

"Mom, there is white flour and meat here."

The big basket fell to the ground, and Mrs. Wang dragged the basket and walked towards the main room.

I can make up for the child with such meat when Brother Yuan comes back.

Zhou Yao hurriedly stopped her.

"Uncle, this is my elder sister's thing. We are all separated. What are you doing!"

Zhou Yao reached out to pull the basket, and Sun grabbed her hair from behind, "I am your breasts, what's wrong with your elder sister? She's not married yet, hers is from the Old Zhou family!"

Zhou Yao felt pain and hurriedly protected her hair. The roll of red paper in her arms fell to the ground.

Sun raised his foot and kicked the paper away.

Seeing a roll of red paper being kicked apart and the paper was worn a lot, Sun felt a little disgusting.

After eased Zhou Yao, he turned toward the mule cart.

There are a few big baskets in the car. No matter what he doesn’t matter, they will move to the main house first.

It would be better to do it yourself if you expect those unscrupulous bastards to be filial.

Zhou Yao felt sorry for the roll of paper and was anxious to be dragged away by Wang. As soon as Sun let go, she immediately ran over and picked up the paper and went to chase Wang again.

Wang's shoulders were big and round waists, and Zhou Yao could not shake her. She fell down when Wang pushed her.

"You are less meddling in other people's business, you have said that this is your elder sister's and not yours!" Wang glared at Zhou Yao, dragged the basket and left.

Seeing Sun moving a big basket out of the car, Zhou Yao burst into tears.

"Miss, aunt, that's my elder sister's thing, my elder sister's thing."

However, Sun and Wang ignored her.

Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Zhou Yao ran out crying.

As soon as he went out, he saw a torch approaching from afar. Zhou Yao wiped her tears and ran over.

Zhao led Zhou Ping to walk among the crowds. He wanted to ask how Zhou Huailin's handwriting was sold several times, but unfortunately there were too many people around him and he never had the opportunity.

As he was walking, he saw a figure stumble towards him, and Zhao's heart thrust.

No one knows a daughter is better than a mother.

Even if she was far away, she could recognize it.

That's her Yao'er.

After letting off Zhou Ping's hand, Zhao immediately ran out of the crowd, "Yao'er? What's wrong with Yao'er? What's wrong with Yao'er?"

Her sudden movement attracted the crowd.

The people from the Zhou family hurriedly followed the Zhao family and ran towards Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao was out of breath.

"Sister, I'm not doing well. All the things you brought home were snatched by your breasts and aunts."

Everyone...

It's true!

Zhou Huaishan really came out of the back mountain because he couldn't stay at home!

The crowd moved to Lao Zhou's house angrily.

When the patriarch brought everyone to Lao Zhou's house, Sun and Wang had already moved the things in the car empty. The mother and mother were taking a piece of pork belly and preparing to make meat sauce noodles.

"Mom, even if the Qing girl makes trouble later, don't be afraid. I have never heard of children and grandchildren eating meat and parents eating bran. Even if they are separated, she will not take any attention!" Wang said while talking, "This is what she deserves to be filial to you."

Hearing the movement outside, Sun said, "Go and see if your father and Haizi are back, fetch water for them to wash first."

Today, Zhou Qing and Zhou Huailin left, and Zhou Bingde and Zhou Huaihai went to the town.

First, ask Zhou Yuan when he would have a holiday in school, and second, he would have to prepare a Mid-Autumn Festival gift for Zhou Yuan’s husband.

It's cheaper to buy it earlier.

Wang responded, put the dough out, and as soon as he left the kitchen, he saw a crowd of people standing in the yard.

Currently, there are the second and third bedrooms of the Zhou family.

The moment she went out, Zhou Qing's eyes moved from the mule cart to her.

Wang's...

The corners of his eyes twitched, "Mom."

Wang screamed tremblingly. Sun thought something was wrong, so he came out too busy, "Why..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice was cut off by the situation in front of him.

"Where is the thing in my car?" Zhou Qing stood in front, staring at Sun and Wang.

Wang's...
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