First Marriage Then Love (Mr. Mayor Please Be Kind)

"This child!" Zhao Yulan glared at her, "What nonsense!"

At this time, Lin Baohe brought the small plastic bucket to the front, unscrewed the lid and handed it to his daughter: "Dad took it from the mouth of the big bucket, it's clean, drink more." Then he frowned and looked at his wife, "Mr. What did you say?"

"Her temper, what she said, if you think about it, you will know." Zhao Yulan pouted, "However, Hongying's child has a good heart, and she made it up for us in early summer."

"It's true or false, who knows." Lin Baohe said, looking at his daughter, "Xia, in the future, don't come to work, wait until your eighteenth birthday, and those long tongues can say whatever they want, don't worry! "As soon as this old man felt sorry for his daughter, he forgot his original plan.

"Father, it's actually pretty good for me to do some work. I'm always idle, and my body is always weaker than others. In the morning, I'll accompany my father to pick up dung, and go to work to help my parents. If I can't earn full work points, I will Earning half of the work points, supplements and supplements are always better than the drag of being a parent."

"Are you going to pick up feces with your father?" Zhao Yulan's eyes widened, she reached out to test her daughter's forehead, and quickly got up and picked up the manuscript, "Baohe, hurry up and let Chuxia go back to rest, it's already I’m so tired that I’m confused and talking nonsense, in early summer, you can stay at home and help me feed the chicken and cut sesame cakes.”

"Mother, drink water." Chu Xia handed the bucket to Zhao Yulan, "I know that my mother loves me, but if I'm eighteen and still doing this kind of work, I'll be laughed at even more, I might as well follow how much I can do now. How much is it, not only exercising the body but also earning work points.”

In fact, she wanted to get up and run in the morning, but in this era, if she really did that, people would drown her with spittle, and if she didn't work, why would she run blindly?

After pondering for a while, Chu Xia's father nodded: "Okay, when the work is not tired in the future, Xia will go to work with him. Fortunately, your uncle Shun is the secretary, and you will never be allowed to work with others. Mother and you are in the same group, it doesn't matter if you do more or less."

"Baohe, there will be more helpers in the future, and life at home will be better!" This is a man in his forties.

"Yeah, Baohe Magnolia, it's over!" This was a woman in her forties.

"Second uncle and second aunt, will you come to work in early summer?" This is a girl in her early twenties.

"I didn't expect Chu Xia to really work and still look good." This is a woman in her thirties.

"..."

The people who had rested returned to the fields to work one after another. When they walked to the family of three, they all laughed and gagged. She was always doing her own work with an expressionless face, and she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Xia quietly pouted, it is quite rare that the deity can live such a personality in this era. Anyway, with her limited understanding of this era, the deity's personality is absolutely unique.

It is estimated that if it weren't for this reason, she would not be able to take over the class of the deity... Thinking of this, she would have a lawsuit all over her head. If the two really exchanged, then her dear parents and her The deity was killed! But from another angle, it is better to have a daughter than not to have a daughter if you don't have a good future. Thinking about it this way, she is very eager for the deity to really pick up her class. Oops!

"Hahaha... Early summer, hahaha..." Luo Xiaoqiong came running with a big shovel in the middle of the work. When he got close, he didn't say anything, just laughed wildly.

Zhao Yulan was startled by her and quickly put down the big pickaxe in her hand: "Xiaoqiong, what's wrong?"

"Chuxia..." Luo Xiaoqiong pointed at Chuxia, laughing until her waist could not straighten up.

"Haha..." Zhao Yulan couldn't help laughing when she saw her daughter's disgraced face, "Chuxia, didn't your sister Hongying give you a handkerchief?

Quickly wipe the soil off your face. "

"No need." Chu Xia shook his head indifferently, "There's no dirty work, I want to return the handkerchief to her, it can't be used."

"What?" Luo Xiaoqiong stopped laughing abruptly, "You mean, Zhong Hongying gave you a handkerchief?"

"Yeah." Chu Xia responded, but she didn't stop her work. Although her shovel was ugly, she didn't seem to feel ashamed at all.

"Chuxia, you are really different." Luo Xiaoqiong picked up the shovel, stood beside her, and started to work with her head down.

"What kind of anger are you angry with?" Chu Xia took a deep breath and straightened her waist, "Is it because I took her handkerchief? Or because of something else?"

"Chuxia, I want to be quiet for a while." After Luo Xiaoqiong finished speaking, she really stopped talking. Ren Chuxia and Zhao Yulan didn't say a word, no matter how funny they were, the mothers looked at each other and had no choice but to work.

The work of the day is half of the land for each person, and there is no limit to how many people are in a group. After free matching, the team leader will measure and divide. The dividing line between each group is a sorghum pole. As a result, I don’t know who owes it or the wind blows it. I ran away. Anyway, the landmark of the land that Chu Xia’s parents and Aunt Chu shared were gone.

The absence of the landmark was not a big deal at first. The front has already been turned over a lot. Just turn it in a straight line, but the problem is that the Luo Hongying family, who originally followed Chuxia's house, worked faster and faster, and ran away after a while. They went ahead.

On the other hand, Aunt Zhong was the one who was digging the ground by Chuxia's house, and her line became more and more oblique to her own.

"Hey!" Luo Xiaoqiong, who was originally angry, can now find a place to vent his anger. With a shout, he carried a shovel and drew a straight line along the edge of the ground, pointing to the acute-angled triangle drawn by her: "Aunt Zhong, Do you have slanted eyes, slanted legs, or slanted hands? What are you doing with these?"

Even if Luo Xiaoqiong is the secretary's daughter, this questioning made Aunt Zhong's face unable to hang herself, and immediately threw her pick: "Meiying, how did you speak? How did you draw that line? You are the secretary's daughter and you can wrong people. ?"

"Mother!" Zhong Hongying quickly put down the big pick, "You are sloping, don't blame others for Meiying, you go to my side, leave it to me." After saying that, she smiled apologetically at Luo Xiaoqiong, "Mei... ..Xiaoqiong, my mother is joking with you, she is thinking about teasing you when you don't talk at work, but she herself is not a joke, hehe..."

"One of the girls is red-faced and the other is white-faced, do you really think I'm a fool?" Luo Xiaoqiong glanced at Zhong Hongying disapprovingly, "Don't think that I don't know what your plans are and I'm too lazy to expose you."