The legitimate daughter in trouble became a mute wife of a peasant family

Mo Qinghe also stretched out his hand and looked at Su Nanxi.

oh! There’s a big kid here too!

Su Nanxi was so happy that she put three pills into his palm.

Mo Qinghe didn't feel anything was wrong at all, so he took it and stuffed another one into his mouth, "Sweet! Delicious!"

Ouch! She likes to eat sweets so much. She has a lot of them in her space. From now on, she will give her one every day! Even older children need sweets to coax them!

There was so much fun in the yard.

Mo Yunmei listened in the room, feeling aggrieved, why didn't she? Why don't you want her to go to town?

She was injured by that ugly monster, and no one came to ask her. She didn't even get eggs if she wanted, and no one gave her food!

She has been lying there for so long without eating anything! I woke up early in the morning and saw no buns. They didn't know to leave food for her when they went out!

I lie down until she comes back, and I don’t even call her when I have some sweets to eat!

She was so angry that she got up and found Mrs. Mo, "Mom, I want candy too!"

Mrs. Mo was measuring her grandchildren without raising her head, "I didn't buy any candy."

Mo Yunmei didn't believe it, "Then why do they have candy to eat? You used to save delicious food for me, but now you don't keep it anymore. Am I still not your daughter?"

Mrs. Mo's hand paused for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, "That was bought by the mute mother."

Mo Yunmei was lying, "I don't care, I want to eat it too! Go and ask how many to give me!"

There were several "whirring" sounds of whips piercing the air outside. Mo Yunmei was startled, and she even hid inside when she saw Boss Mo.

Boss Mo took some bamboo whips and asked, "How many bamboo whips do you have? Do you want them?"

"No, no!" Mo Yunmei shouted while hiding inside.

Mrs. Mo ignored it and continued taking measurements.

The children knew that they were not being spanked, and quickly returned to normal, happily waiting for Mrs. Mo to take measurements.

Only then did Mo Yunmei see several bundles of cloth on the table. She touched it and found that the material was good. She saw that my mother was helping her niece and nephew get their measurements. These cloths should be used to make clothes for them.

With so much cloth, a lot of clothes could be made. She had to choose nice colors and make four or five sets!

Dress up nicely so that you can meet good people when you meet them in the future!

She was already fourteen and could start choosing a family. If her family hadn't been poor and her mother was reluctant to let her get married so early, she would have looked at each other just like Sister Qiuxia.

Sister Qiuxia is already fifteen, and she really wants her to be her third sister-in-law, but Sister Qiuxia's family is very poor, and she has several younger siblings. Her family doesn't want her to marry so early, and they want to help her younger siblings.

Otherwise, Sister Qiuxia would be her third sister-in-law, and there would be no such ugly thing!

Her third brother was such a handsome man, but he usually didn't like others to get close to him. If his leg hadn't been injured and his family was poor, how could he have been forced to marry a mute and ugly woman!

Mrs. Mo ignored Mo Yunmei's nervousness, helped the child measure his back, put away the ruler, and was about to take the cloth away.

Mo Yunmei pulled out a few pieces of cloth and said, "Mom, these colors make clothes look good. I want these pieces of cloth. You and my sister-in-law can help me make them. I just need to make four or five sets."

Mrs. Mo looked at Mo Yunmei as if she was crazy. Mo Yunmei felt uncomfortable and said in a squeaky voice, "Hey, mother, you, why do you look at me like this?"

Mrs. Mo sighed, said nothing, put the cloth in a pile, picked it up and left.

Mo Yunmei chased after me, "Hey mother, you haven't measured me yet! I must have grown taller again, and my previous size must not fit."

Mrs. Mo turned around and looked at Mo Yunmei coolly, "You don't need to measure or make your clothes."

After saying that, he entered the house and closed the door.

What? Not making her clothes?

Mo Yunmei was shocked. The children all had new clothes, but her daughter didn't?

Mo Laoer was chopping firewood and replied to her, "The mute mother bought the cloth and arranged it all. Your clothes are still new, so I won't make new clothes for the time being."

What? Did some ugly guy buy it again?

Mo Yunmei quit, "How can you let her get money? Her money is also the Mo family's money, and I also have a share. Why don't you make me new clothes? My clothes are also patched and old!" I don’t care, I want to make new clothes too!”

As a result, no one paid attention to her anymore.

Su Nanxi got used to it and automatically blocked these sounds.

She was worried that her cheap husband was thirsty, so she brought a bowl of water for him to drink, and then sat on the wooden pier nearby to watch him weave bamboo strips.

This dustpan has been made for a long time. It is so delicate that it takes a lot of manual labor.

Looking at the semi-finished product, it’s quite beautiful.

Ouch! Her husband's hands are clever! What do you make up?

I cut a piece of pork in the town and came back. The lunch was quite decent. The pork was fried in oil and it was very fragrant!

Mo Yunmei was so angry that she hid in the room, thinking that her mother would call her for dinner, but no one called her until the dishes were washed.

No matter how angry she was, she still wanted to eat. She was so hungry that she didn't care too much. She went to get food by herself, but only half a bowl of rice was left!

Su Nanxi was too lazy to pay attention to her. He knew that there was meat to eat and the children would add to the meal, but he was still pretentious!

At night, Su Nanxi woke up and found something was wrong with Mo Qinghe.

She knew that the meridians must be unblocked and her legs hurt.

Without asking him, he groped over and after knowing the approximate position of his legs and feet, he started massaging him.

He couldn't bear the intensity of the worry, so he could only do it gently.

But if it's too gentle, it doesn't seem to have any effect. It's better to increase the intensity.

Mo Qinghe knew that Su Nanxi was up and felt someone rubbing his leg. He guessed it was his wife, but his wife's hand was weak. It was not rubbing, but more like teasing!

His heart trembled, he was dying, his wife's hands had spark current!

"Mute mother! No!" Mo Qinghe used all his strength, "I'm fine!"

But his weak, hoarse voice had no effect, and his slight wheezing made Su Nanxi feel that he was in pain!

So, Su Nanxi increased the intensity, calmed down a bit, and ignored Mo Qinghe's "no".

After some tossing, Mo Qinghe's legs no longer hurt and he felt much more comfortable. His throat was a bit hoarse and he lay slumped on the bed with no strength left.

Su Nanxi felt that she was a bully, and she went to the extreme. Looking at her cheap husband, she felt like she was being bullied. He was lying there unable to move!

The room was dark and it was difficult to see clearly. When helping Mo Qinghe change clothes, he could only feel it.

To be honest, Su Nanxi is still not used to the clothes of ancient people, which are buttoned and tied, which is troublesome! Modern clothes are so simple, you can just pull them on and put them on, which saves trouble!

Her hand accidentally touched something in the dark, and she was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed through her, and she immediately realized what she had encountered!

He quickly let go and jumped to the side, not even wearing any clothes for him!

what!what!

Her brain is polluted and unclean!

ah! Her hands are not clean either!

Mo Qinghe felt very innocent. He didn't say anything, okay?

He thought that just like before, he would just help him get dressed and that would be it, but he didn't expect...

"You dislike me?"