Rebirth 80 Medical God Big Brother Divorce

"I do not have."

The little hands started crying and cried until they were hoarse.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing the crying, Malanhua ran into the backyard, followed by Liang Deshui and Xiao Geng.

"Sister hit me with a bun."

The little hands were sobbing.

"Who told you not to improve yourself? You are still young but you don't learn well. You even learned to steal other people's buns to eat."

When Liang Deshui saw the steamed buns on the ground and the steamed bun crumbs near his little hand, he sighed and squatted down.

"I didn't steal it. The buns were given to me by the lady."

The little hand cried and hid behind Malanhua.

"Auntie Ma, did you really give the steamed buns to Little Hand?"

Qiqi looked at Aunt Ma suspiciously.

"I didn't give Xiaoshou a steamed bun today?"

Aunt Ma was confused.

Just now when the captain's wife came to scold, Auntie Ma was not at home. She heard about this when she came back and came over to see if Qiqi had suffered any harm.

"Not only did you cheat, but you also lied?"

I stood up, feeling cold and damp, took off my shoes, and started to rub my hands.

"Auntie gave it to me a few days ago."

Little hands crying.

"Oh, right."

Ma slapped her forehead.

"Three days ago, I went to a banquet and brought back some steamed buns. I saw the little hand playing at the door, so I gave him one. It's been a few days, how come the child is still alive?"

"Xiaoshou, did you hide this steamed bun?"

Qiqi was a little sad.

"Here, there is more."

The little hand ran to the sorghum straw stack and dug out the other half of the steamed bun from under the straw.

"Then why didn't you say that you didn't steal when the captain's wife scolded you just now?"

"I'm afraid, this is my steamed bun, not hers."

The four-year-old's little hands managed to express his thoughts clearly.

It turned out that the child was timid by nature. Seeing the captain's wife coming to scold him, he was afraid that his steamed buns would be taken away, so he hid them. After hiding for a long time, he sat inside and ate them.

My goodness,

It’s all because of poverty.

Qiqi was stunned.

I felt sad and thought that I must find a way to make more money in the future so that my father, brother and little ones can have enough food and clothing.

As for Malanhua and Hongguo, that bad mother and daughter, she will not let them go.

Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt has its creditor. Qiqi is not the kind of person who would disregard everything just for revenge.

There was no conversation that night and the family went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Xiao Geng prepared dinner and the whole family sat together to eat.

Breakfast in the countryside is even simpler, just red taro flour pancakes and red taro porridge.

After breakfast, Qiqi said to Malanhua,

"Mom, I have to go to the market today, please give me some money."

Qiqi looked at Malanhua with a smile.

"The date is set soon, and time is a bit tight. I want to go to the show and see. Otherwise, when the time comes, nothing will be prepared. If the people in Yanjia Village don't laugh at us, the people in our village will also laugh at our family."

Qiqi didn't even look at Hongguo, she still smiled and spoke to Malanhua.

Well, Malanhua smiled on her face but cursed in her heart, "This little bitch, when did she become so good at talking?"

However, she was heartbroken. Everyone in the village knew that the Yan family had paid the deposit twice, a total of 174 yuan. If she didn't give Qiqi a penny, the people in Liangzhuang would secretly poke her spine.

Malanhua took out five yuan from the cash box and handed it to Qiqi.

"You know our family's financial situation well, so spend this money carefully."

"I'm going to the river bank to look at those willow trees."

After Liang Deshui finished speaking, he walked out the door with his hands behind his back.

Qiqi was happy when her father went to see the trees. Her father was a famous carpenter in Qianhou Village. He planted seven ash trees on the river bank of her house, which were excellent wood for furniture. Her father wanted to prepare a dowry for her early.

Qiqi was happy in her heart, but she didn't say it.

She went to the market in Yanjia Village not to buy anything.

She wanted to see what was being sold at the market and what kind of business she could start to make money.

In the summer of 78, there was no reform and opening up in the countryside. It was not until the beginning of the next spring that the whole country could start to work independently.

Now, if you want to run a small business, you have to do it secretly. Otherwise, if you are caught, you will have to cut off your capitalist tail.