Farmer’s Wife Has Magic Skills

Chapter 682

Zhan Hongjun didn't say anything, but raised the corners of his lips.

Rong Shiyu glanced past the two of them, and handed the plate to Bao Linjiang, "You can eat this."

Bao Linjiang didn't pick it up, but handed her the spoon, "Eat, eat more, there's one more."

Seeing that Bao Linjiang didn't take her plate, Rong Shiyu was a little disappointed at first, but when she saw the spoon in front of her, she felt happy again, "Thank you."

"Let's eat."

The four ate up both taro pies.

Fan Yuru licked his lips with some insatiable desire, and said to the point, "If the taro pie is sold in the capital, the supply will definitely exceed the demand."

Apple pie, egg tarts, bread, biscuits, etc. are all things that everyone rushes to buy in Beijing, and they are often unavailable, so they are in short supply.

Manpower is limited, and the workshop can only produce so much per day.

But now that the category of Taro Pie has been added, the workshop is about to start recruiting people again. Chu Qingzhi plans to recruit eleven, and the extra one will be selected after a period of time to be the steward.

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Tianjia Village.

After Tian Xiaoqiu separated from Xu's brothers and sisters, he walked home alone. The closer he got to the village, the more worried he became.

Taking small steps, she walked forward tremblingly...

As soon as he stepped into the village, the familiar voice of abuse came over, "Why hasn't this little hoof come back? Are you waiting for someone to invite you? You might as well die outside! It doesn't make people worry at all, and I'm still waiting for her to come back to hunt pigweed and cook!"

Tian Xiaoqiu trembled in reflex, the fear and fear seemed to come from her bones, and she couldn't help turning pale.

Hearing the abuse, she ran home, put down her things and started working, not daring to delay for a moment.

Seeing her come back, her aunt cursed even harder, and her voice could be heard in the whole village, but no one came out to stop her, and Tian Xiaoqiu was left to be drowned out by the curses and insulted.

Tian Xiaoqiu hunted pigweed at the fastest speed, fed the chickens and ducks, and cooked for the whole family of eight or nine. In the end, her aunt refused to let her eat dinner on the grounds that she had had a good meal at Chu Qingzhi's house.

Tian Xiaoqiu didn't dare to resist, and silently went back to the small woodshed.

She took a deep breath, wiped her hands on her clothes, then moved the small broken table over, took out a pen and paper, and wrote her homework in the dim light.

There are three children in my aunt's family, the oldest one had a high fever when he was a child, and he became a fool.

The second son was doted on by her, fought with others, broke a leg, now walks with a limp, has extremely low self-esteem, has a sensitive personality, and will lose his temper if he is not careful, and no one dares to provoke him.

The youngest son is over two years old, mischievous and spoiled.

And her aunt actually blamed all this on Tian Xiaoqiu, saying that she broke the Feng Shui of their family, and her personality was similar to that of a rascal.

At this moment, Tian Xiaoqiu looked at the pen and paper on the broken table, and smiled slightly. The smile was sweet and very pretty.

There is a piece of paper on the table, and the paper is full of words. This is the content of this day's class, and you need to do your homework based on the content on it.

Carefully and cherishingly laid out a new piece of paper, recalling the method of holding the brush taught by Ge Lihua in his mind, he took the brush in his hand and wrote down slowly.

The homework is very simple. Write the big characters taught today twenty times each, and copy addition and subtraction within ten three times.

I just started learning to write, and the handwriting must be ugly. Although Tian Xiaoqiu is careful enough, the handwriting is still crooked. She is a little scared. If the homework is checked tomorrow, some sisters say that her handwriting is ugly, so what should I do?

Thinking about it this way, overwhelming psychological pressure surged, and the little girl who was still laughing a second ago couldn't help crying.

The depressive cries echoed in the firewood room, in stark contrast to the laughter and joy of eating in the main room.

After crying for a while, Tian Xiaoqiu wiped away her tears and continued to write. No matter what, she must finish her homework. If, if her cousin doesn't want her, let's talk about it.

When she thought of this, her heart trembled.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, "Xiaoqiu, we are done eating, come here and wash the dishes."

"Oh, good." Tian Xiaoqiu replied, and then ran out immediately. It was too late and he was going to be beaten again.

After a lot of work, Tian Xiaoqiu dragged her exhausted body back to the firewood room. The next second, she collapsed and cried heart-piercingly.

The paper she put on the small broken table was all torn, the tip of the pen was poked into a broom and thrown on the ground, the inkstone plate was overturned, the ink was everywhere, and even the small broken bag she used to store things was torn...

It was all her hope, all her hope!

When the aunt heard the crying, she came over impatiently from the house, and was also surprised to see the scene in the woodshed.

She sent Tian Xiaoqiu away because she didn't want her family to eat and drink. As for studying, she didn't think a girl could be successful.

Now that things are broken, Tian Xiaoqiu will definitely not be allowed to go to class. Not going to class means eating and drinking at home. Thinking of this, she was furious, and slapped Tian Xiaoqiu on the head, "Why are you crying? I don't like my things. Who is to blame?"

Tian Xiaoqiu was beaten to the ground, her mouth was broken, and when she raised her head, her mouth was covered in blood.

She kept her eyes on the front, and amidst her aunt's curses, she slowly crawled over, picked up all the scraps of paper, pen and ink, stuffed them into a small broken bag, and walked out the door crying loudly.

She thought of death, so she went straight to the river.

Tears blurred her vision. Tian Xiaoqiu tripped over a stone and fell to the ground. Both forearms were smashed. The pain made her temporarily unable to move. Tears fell to the ground one by one, "Father, mother..."

The little girl's cries spread by the river, and for a long, long time, no one came to see her.

Tian Xiaoqiu looked at the river surface like a mirror, and walked into the river holding the little cloth bag tightly.

The river flooded her feet, calves, thighs, chest, shoulders, head...

"Wow..." Tian Xiaoqiu jumped out of the water, the suffocation made her frightened, she hurried to the shore, she was so frightened, death is so terrible!

She fell down and sat on the shore, looking around in a daze, suddenly she thought of Xu Songnian and Xu Wenlin who had just separated...

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Xujiacun.

In the main room, Xu Songnian and Xu Wenlin were sitting at the dining table doing their homework, while Xiao Ye was squatting at the gate, looking up at the moon.

Li Qingyin lit four lamps to do homework for the two children. She heard that if the lights were not bright enough, it would damage the eyes.

After lighting the lamp, she fetched the sewing basket and sat aside to make new clothes for the two children. Now that the family is richer, she didn't want to wrong the two children, "How did you learn today?"

Xu Wenlin said happily, "I understand everything the two sisters taught."

Xu Songnian said, "I understand it too. At noon, my cousin taught me how to calculate accounts. I can do some simple things."