Quick Wear: Who Let a Three-Year-Old Save the World?

The matter ended with Zeng Cuixia's broom.

Luo Songan never gave in and kept asking to raise Miaomiao. Even Zeng Cuixia couldn't do anything about him.

After all, this kid has been very stubborn since he was young.

Back in the house, Luo Songan looked at the little guy with a rosy face sleeping on the bed, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

He skipped getting married and directly got a daughter who was so much his own dream.

How could it not be gratifying?

Luo Songan just felt that he was full of energy.

He tiptoed out of the house, picking up the pickaxe, and walked out the door.

Behind him, Luo Songyun trotted after him.

"Brother, I'm going to work too."

Zeng Cuixia stayed at home, washing clothes and looking after Dian Miaomiao.

After all, it was her first day in this house.

Always have to keep an eye on it.

Otherwise, when Miaomiao wakes up, there will be no one in the yard and she will probably cry.

The village chief also expressed his understanding and even brought two eggs from his home.

He said that he appreciated her family's decision to adopt Miaomiao.

In fact, Cui Jianguo simply loves Miaomiao.

But there was no way. He had four sons in his family, and he had a lot of grandchildren.

My own house is almost full, and there is really no way I can adopt Miaomiao.

Otherwise, Cui Jianguo felt that he could still fight for it.

Although they are not destined to be together, Cui Jianguo still feels that if he can help in some way, it counts.

He stuffed the eggs into Zeng Cuixia's hands without any hesitation.

Cui Jianguo stood here with his hands behind his back, swaying back and forth.

"Um, what about Miaomiao?"

Zeng Cuixia's eyes flashed with understanding, "He's asleep in the inner room, and hasn't woken up yet."

"That's it."

There was a hint of regret in Cui Jianguo's words.

His eyes rolled around and he stretched his neck to look into the inner room, trying to see through the window paper.

"Or, let me take a look."

"Actually, it won't delay."

No, it’s delayed, a lot.

Don't get involved.

Her newly born granddaughter woke up and opened her eyes, and it was you, the skinny old man, who said, "Don't scare her granddaughter again."

"Cui Jianguo, leave quickly."

Don't force her to clean up the mess with a broom.

Cui Jianguo looked at the house reluctantly, saying, "Well, come and have a look when you have time."

He quite likes that New Year picture doll.

Waving her hand, Zeng Cuixia nodded perfunctorily to Cui Jianguo.

Although I agreed with my mouth, in fact—

Go away quickly.

That's her granddaughter, what am I showing you?

It's okay to go find your own home.

— — — —

Several people gathered in twos and threes, talking.

One of the women, who had a mean look and wrinkled face, was gossiping with the person next to her.

"I really don't understand why the Luo family kid actually took a money-losing kid home to raise."

The woman shook her head and said, "He's not my son, I don't know what he's doing here."

"Our Tiezhu is the best. He will be a man who stands tall and proud in the future."

Zhang Yanqiu, who was standing aside, could not help but speak up, "Sister Sufen, we are all revolutionary comrades of the new era."

"Women hold up half the sky. Your remarks are incorrect."

"Besides, aren't you a woman yourself?"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Sufen's face changed immediately, and she said hesitantly, "No."

"I did not mean that."

Although some people still favor their own sons in their hearts, they don't say it openly like they did before.

Liu Sufen wanted to say a few words, but after hearing what Zhang Yanqiu said, she left in shame.

And inside the fields, people are already working hard.

Luo Songan went straight to his section of the ridge, wielding a hoe and working hard.

The men standing by, seeing how hard Luo Songan was working, felt that they could not fall behind.

So, they gritted their teeth and started to speed up.

By the evening, Cui Jianguo looked at the people who finished work early and completed their work points, and felt a little confused.

Looking at the scorer, Cui Jianguo asked, "Is it correct?"

What's going on today? It's so weird.

Pointing at those people, the scorer said, "They are not here to compete with Losangan."

"I worked really hard and finished the job."

Cui Jianguo had a complicated expression. After a long while, he said, "Then how about letting Luo Songan out next time?"

He likes this speed of work.

The scorer said nothing, but there was a hint of speechlessness in his eyes.

After work, Luo Songan went straight to the river, took off his shirt, and went down to catch fish.

The muscles that were developed from years of work were illuminated by the sun, and the water flowed slowly from below, bit by bit.

Someone standing on the shore was staring blankly and swallowing unconsciously.

Villagers often come to this river to fish.

It should be the public property of the village, but no one cares. Whoever catches it gets to eat it.

It all depends on personal ability.

These are the tacit rules among the villagers.

After all, if we take everything too seriously, I'm afraid no one will be able to survive.

Luo Songan was filled with joy as he thought about the fair and tender cub at home.

After catching two big, lively fish, Luo Songan tied them together with a straw rope and then wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He casually wiped his face, put on his shirt, and prepared to go home.

Before he could take a step, he saw someone suddenly rushing in front of him.

Ai Xiaoye was standing there, hesitantly saying, "Song, Song Ange."

"Have you gone fishing?"

Luo Songan pursed his lips and looked at her, as if to say, "You know it, why are you asking?"

Pinching the corner of her clothes, Ai Xiaoye thought she had posed at the most beautiful angle and exchanged glances with Luo Songan.

"Brother Song An, I haven't been feeling well lately."

"Look, how about you give me one of the fish?"

She doesn't need you to send the fish to her house, she can just take it back herself.

Seeing that Luo Songan didn't say anything, Ai Xiaoye thought he agreed.

As he spoke, Ai Xiaoye extended his hand towards him.

Luo Songan dodged backwards and said coldly, "The river is over there, fish it out yourself."

Why take his?

Ai Xiaoye's face turned pale instantly, tears welled up in her eyes, and she looked like she was about to collapse.

"Brother Song An, how can you say that?"

"You know I'm not in good health, but you still want me to go into the water to catch fish. Isn't this asking me to die?"

Luo Songan just thought she was being unreasonable.

"It's up to you if you want to."

"Step aside."

Having said that, Luo Songan walked straight past her and headed towards home.

In Luo Songan's eyes, Ai Xiaoye was just wasting his time.

During this time, he has to go home and give Miaomiao more nourishment.

This will prevent the kid from starving and becoming thin when he gets home.

After Luo Song'an left in big strides, he didn't notice the resentful look from Ai Xiaoye behind him.