Ma Chunhua felt sad when she saw Xu Xuan sitting there tasting. She stepped forward to comfort the big boy and said, "My son, you can go home with Wen Yan when you have time. Auntie will make pork and cabbage stuffing for you when you have time."
Big dumplings.”
Xu Xuan forgot about the elegance of a scholar. He even forgot to swallow the stuffing of the dumplings in his mouth and said excitedly: "Auntie, that's great. The dumplings my mother made for me are the same dumplings I ate when I was a child. When I grow up..."
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Ma Chunhua looked at Xu Xuan, this child is really pitiful, he has parents, but he is like an orphan.
"Auntie, I understand that your parents have worked so hard to make money just for you, a baby. When you grow up, you will understand the hardships of being a parent."
Bitter? I’m afraid not, his parents may be weird.
Strictly speaking, his parents are truly in love and the child is an accident.
The two of them are much older, but they are very affectionate. Sometimes I can't even envy them, and they always feel that their existence is superfluous.
"Auntie, can I go to your house to celebrate the New Year?"
Xu Xuan had never heard Wen Yan mention his family before, but now through contact, he found that his mother was a normal mother.
When his children make mistakes, they deserve to be spanked and punished, and when they need to be remembered, they do not fall behind at all. This is the kind of life he longs for.
As soon as the words came out, before Ma Chunhua agreed, Qiaoyun rushed to reply: "No, why are you going to my house if you don't go back to your own house during the Chinese New Year?"
Xu Xuan thought that his aunt would be unwilling, but he didn't expect that it would be this girl.
Looking at the girl in front of me who is five years younger than me, I suddenly feel that she should suffer a little in order to feel the suffering that others have experienced.
"Hey, little girl, I've saved you twice, and I'm also your third brother's friend. Why don't I go to your house to celebrate the New Year? Besides, I'm not going in vain. I'm going to get things, and I'm going to get good things, okay?"
Qiao Yun looked up and down at the elder brother in front of him carefully, and suddenly remembered what Huang Long Wei said, how could it be such a coincidence that he would come when he had something to do, he should be on the same level as Huang Long Wei.
Seeing this, Ma Chunhua asked if she knew her daughter thought this way, would she regret that she had taught her daughter to be a little over-protective?
"You can't even take things. It's a reunion day every year. Our family is reunited. Why are you going to join in the fun?"
"Just go and go. You said you're going to go in vain. Are you going to get something?"
"My family doesn't lack what you have, but I won't give it to you. Don't go to all the trouble, it just won't let you..."
Wen Hong and Wen Fei stood in line, looking at the two people talking to each other, and they were a little confused. Mr. Xu is a student, so why did it feel like two children quarreling?
Ma Chunhua was also a little dazed. Isn't it just that there is one more person during the New Year? Does my daughter care about it like this?
While arguing, Ma Chunhua suddenly had the idea of being happy with her enemies.
Forget it, my daughter is only ten years old, and the Xu family's children are already fifteen, so they won't fall in love with such a young girl. Maybe the two of them just can't resist this.
In the end, he ended the quarrel between the two with one sentence, and Xu Xuan left happily.
Qiao Yun stepped forward and said coquettishly: "Mom, he is just an outsider. There is no difference between him and Huang Wei. They are both young men from rich families in the town. None of them are good!"
Upon seeing this, Wen Fei stepped forward and reminded: "Sister, I saved you twice!"
"To be courteous for nothing is to be either a traitor or a thief. It's the same trick as Huang Longwei. He pretends to be a hero to save the beauty. I don't want to follow his tricks."
After Ma Chunhua heard this, she realized that her daughter was her former influence and was now wary of men outside.
But this is a good thing. The child is young, and she will understand everyone's character through gradual contact.
Check the ceramic jars sent by the Xu family. They are round and round, and the mouth of the bottle is smooth, just what you want.
It was getting late, and he said goodbye to his sons. Wenhong asked his younger brother to take his mother home, but Ma Chunhua refused. He took his daughter and hired a carriage to go home, which made the two sons relieved.
The fourth child had been waiting at the entrance of the village for a long time, and even when the ox carts of the older brother Liu had gone home, he did not see his mother and Qiaoyun.
He regretted in his heart that if this was the case, he should go together. What should the two of them do if they encounter bad people on the way?
The two men faced each other forward, not realizing that they were far away from the village. Kangkang, who was being held in his arms, had sharp eyes and saw a carriage slowly approaching Xitang Village.
"Fourth uncle, look, it's a carriage. Grandma must be sitting in it!"
Wensong easily put the excited Kangkang back into his cotton-padded clothes, and strode forward to greet him.
When he got closer, Kangkang shouted anxiously: "Grandma, sister-in-law!"
When Ma Chunhua heard the voice of her grandson, she quickly asked the elder brother who was driving the carriage to stop. She opened the curtain and saw that it was really her son Wensong and Kangkang.
"Why are you here? Don't freeze in such a cold day? Come up here and warm yourself up!"
Although there were only a few steps away, Ma Chunhua still felt sorry for her son and grandson.
Wensong hugged Kangkang and got into the car. Qiaoyun took his nephew Kangkang, who had been blown by the wind for a long time, and blamed him: "Fourth brother, how did you become an uncle? It's very warm at home, why did you take the child with you?"
Come out and get cold!"
Wensong was a little helpless, but since he was upright and not good at words, he didn't explain, he just giggled.
"Sister-in-law, my fourth uncle hugged me all the way with his cotton-padded clothes. My fourth uncle's chest is very warm. I'm not cold at all. You can touch my little hands and they will feel warm!"
After hearing this, Qiaoyun reached out and touched her nephew's little hand, not to mention it was warmer than her own.
Seeing that Fourth Brother's cotton-padded coat had not yet been buttoned, I felt a little regretful that I had wronged him.
In order to cover up his embarrassment, he could only pretend to curse: "As long as we are alive and kicking, it's fine. Your fourth uncle deserves to be frozen. Who told him not to wait at home to be warm and come out to suffer!"
Kangkang saw that his sister-in-law was a little angry and quickly explained to his uncle: "Sister-in-law, grandma, I really don't blame the fourth uncle. It was me who clamored to come and see grandma. The fourth uncle said that next time he would never let grandma and my sister-in-law go out alone.
The bad guys will suffer."
The child's few words suddenly revealed Wensong's innermost feelings. This silly child was worried about their safety.
Qiaoyun knew that she had wrongly blamed the fourth brother, and was a little embarrassed, so she said: "Brother, is it cold or not? You are a big man and you don't know how to take care of yourself. I will ask my sister to make you a cotton cloak so that you don't have to take care of yourself when you go out with your child."
clothes."
When Wensong heard the girl's caring words, he was as happy as a child.
"Not cold, not cold. Kangkang's body is like a small stove. Is it warm?"
The misunderstanding between the brother and sister was resolved, and Wen Song was able to talk to his mother.
"Mom, it's so late, why don't you let Wen Fei take you back?"
"Hey, your brother is homesick. I'm afraid if I send him back, he won't want to leave."
Wen Song blamed himself a little and muttered: "It's all my son's fault. After studying mathematics for so long, he still doesn't understand the things like settling accounts. Otherwise, I can give Wen Fei back."
Ma Chunhua reached out and patted her upright son, and said with a smile: "There is nothing to blame yourself for. God is very fair. You are not good at math, but your skills have improved by leaps and bounds. It is enough that you can protect your mother, sister and family."
When Wensong heard this, he clenched his fists and said, "Mom, when you go out from now on, your son will always be with you, and I will never let you be bullied at all."
"Fourth brother, it's a promise, my sister was almost bullied today!"
Ma Chunhua: Who bullied you? It seems that the other party was bullied by us, right? This chapter has been completed!