60s: Petite Wife

The night in Xinquan Village was not quiet, and there would be a few frogs croaking from time to time, but Shen Jiao didn't find it noisy at all. Instead, it was in line with Wang Wei's poem: The noise of cicadas exceeds the quietness of the forest, and the singing of birds is more secluded in the mountains.

It should be more appropriate to say that 'the night is more peaceful when the frogs croak'!

Smelling the scent of new cotton and listening to the sound of frogs croaking like a song, Shen Jiao fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow. In her dream, she seemed to have seen her grandfather from a previous life, with a red face and a gorgeous dress, she waved to her and smiled. The ground stepped on the auspicious clouds and floated away.

"grandfather!"

Shen Jiao screamed anxiously, woke up from her dream, a ray of morning light shone on her eyes, she couldn't help squinting, only then did she realize that she was just dreaming!

Could it be that Grandpa went to heaven?

It looks like a good time!

A big stone fell in Shen Jiao's heart, she let out a long sigh, and smirked all by herself.

Shen Jiaxing, who was washing her face outside, heard Shen Jiao's exclamation and was so frightened that she hurriedly threw her face towel and rushed in, only to see her granddaughter sitting in the bed alone in a daze, and she was silly.

"What kind of beautiful dream did Jiaojiao have? Look how happy you are." Shen Jiaxing came over and touched Shen Jiao's forehead.

Shen Jiao tilted her head and rubbed it on Shen Jiaxing's palm, and said coquettishly, "Grandpa, I dreamed that you were a fairy, flying on the clouds!"

Shen Jiaxing was amused. Children always have such bizarre dreams, and they always take them seriously. In the past, Jiaojiao always said that he became Sun Wukong and the Queen Mother in his dreams. !

"What kind of fairy is that grandpa?" Shen Jiaxing was joking while combing Shen Jiao's hair.

"Of course it's the God of Wealth!" Shen Jiao didn't want to answer.

"Hahaha!"

Shen Jiaxing was amused by his granddaughter, making him laugh out loud. The laughter spread from the inside of the house to the kitchen. Zhu Siya, who was cooking breakfast, glanced at the back room and smiled knowingly.

Zhu Siya was cooking porridge. She didn't know how to cook porridge. It was Shen Jiaxing who instructed her to make it. After Shen Jiao got up, she fry a sour bean, and fry a small piece of bacon with black fungus. Pancakes, the three of them had enough to eat, and Han Qixiu made up the rest.

Shen Jiaxing and Zhu Siya were going to work. They worked with the villagers, including Mr. Qi and Qi Huamin. The four met halfway up the mountain and walked down the mountain together.

When Han Qixiu saw that all the people who were in the way had left, he laughed happily and shouted at Shen Jiao, "Come on, I'll take you to the fields to catch loach and eel. If you're lucky, you can catch frogs!"

After she finished speaking, she dragged Shen Jiao's hand and ran down the mountain. Shen Jiao was wearing a pink one-piece dress today. The skirt was a bit too big. After running like this, the skirt floated up and shuttled on the mountain road, which was more beautiful than the one on the side of the road. Wildflowers are even better.

Qi Huarong came out of the house with a basin of clothes, and was about to go to the river at the foot of the mountain to wash her clothes. As soon as she went out, she saw Shen Jiao, who was being dragged by Han Qixiu, and the red dress she was wearing, which was very beautiful.

Looking down at the blue shirt and fat black pants on her body, she couldn't help but feel a little resentful. She also had several dresses in her suitcase, and she definitely looked better than Shen Jiao, because she was taller than Shen Jiao. high.

But in order to leave a good impression of being diligent, thrifty, capable and simple in front of everyone, she had to put these beautiful skirts at the bottom of the box, and put on the shirts and trousers that she didn't like before, which did not show her good figure at all.

Qi Huarong gritted his silver teeth secretly, hiding the jealousy in his heart. With a gentle and generous smile on his face, he greeted Shen Jiao and the others, "Brother Han, Sister Shen, what are you going to do?"

Shen Jiao wanted to stop and respond, but Han Qixiu dragged her and ran away, where she couldn't stop, so she turned around and shouted, "Let's go to the field to touch the loach!"

Qi Huarong felt sour again, Han Qixiu always ignored her like this, is she a transparent person?

She used to think that Han Qixiu was not used to dealing with girls, and she didn't care too much, but now it seems that Han Qixiu is not good at dealing with girls, and people don't know how professional they are when they coax girls!

Qi Huarong took three deep breaths on the spot, secretly cheering for himself, don't worry, the one who has the last laugh is the winner!

She has such patience!

It doesn't matter if you, Han Qixiu, ignore her, as long as General Han remembers her well!

Qi Huarong Zhong, who had been mentally constructed for 100 seconds, regained his signature smile, took the wooden basin and walked down the mountain. At this time, the number of old women washing clothes in the river was the most. She chose this time every day to wash clothes, just to let them see to her hard work.

Otherwise, she woke up so early because of her illness!

As soon as Qi Huarong walked to the river, someone greeted her: "Miss Rong is doing laundry again? Come to my side, there is still a good seat here."

"Thank you, Grandma Jiu."

Qi Huarong demurely walked over to the old lady who gave her a seat. The old lady's husband was one of the old men who ate at Han's house last night. He was the same generation as Han Qiguang and ranked ninth.

Jiu Nian's voice was very loud, and she was a woman who couldn't stand her temper. After knocking on her clothes for a while, she couldn't help but sound: "Sister Rong, I heard that the new girl from the Shen family looks very special. Shui Ling, is that true?"

Qi Huarong pursed the corners of his mouth and forced a smile: "It's true, she looks very watery~www.wuxiamtl.com~ just like a doll, very attractive."

"Really or not? Does anyone really look like a doll?" Others were also intrigued and asked in a vain.

Qi Huarong smiled and said, "Really, you will know when you see Sister Shen in the future. She is beautiful and charming, even better than a doll!"

"Are you prettier than Miss Rong?" Someone asked.

Qi Huarong's heart twitched, but with a generous smile on her face, she responded, "Sister Shen is much prettier than me. In front of her, I am the maid who works, and Sister Shen is the young lady!"

Jiu'er's face suddenly sank, and she said angrily, "What's wrong with the maid? The maid is not a hundred times stronger than the young lady!"

The smart people next to him hurriedly agreed: "That's right, the working people are the most honorable now, and the young lady is not popular. I think that girl from the Shen family is so cute, she is definitely not a working person, what's the use of such a beautiful girl? , Marry back to be a guest or a Bodhisattva!"

"Yes, to marry a wife and a virtuous one, you have to marry a girl like Rong, and you can keep them at home and keep them prosperous."

……

Everyone, you said something to me, and this calmed Jiu's anger. Qi Huarong, who pretended to be shy and lowered her head to wash her clothes, smiled smugly. Han Sigui's silly village girl is still useful, otherwise, how would she know that Jiu'er was young when she was young? The girl who passed by the landlord's house!

Shen Jiao was dragged by Han Qixiu all the way to the paddy field. Xinquan Village has many hills and few fields. Most of the paddy fields are scattered, east and west. Unlike the fields in the north, which are all connected together, there is no end in sight.

The rice field that Han Qixiu brought Shen Jiao to has already had many children, both male and female, several of whom Shen Jiao met yesterday at the entrance of the village, among them Han Sili, a clever ghost.