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When he saw Widow Song, he immediately revealed a smile. He fidgeted and reached out his hand to pinch her chest as he said in a dishonest tone, "In a while, after eating breakfast, you can go back to bed and play?"

"Pui!" I still have things to do, who will play with you? " The Widow Song laughed and scolded, clapping her hands away, "Breakfast, where did this breakfast come from? "I just called your daughter, and she closed the door right in front of me. What do you mean by that?"

Hearing that the Widow Song was plotting something for him, Qin Sanniu did not mind as she continued to busy herself with the tasks at hand. Lifting the lid of the pot, she saw the porridge boil. She also sucked the firewood out, reducing the intensity of the fire in the stove.

The egg inside had been fished out and soaked in cold water for half a quarter of an hour, then neatly peeled and cut into half by Qin Sanniu with a knife. The egg had been fished out and soaked in cold water for half a minute, then neatly cut into half by Qin Sanniu.

Qin Fu Gen pushed the door open and looked at Qin Sanniu: "Why are you closing your door?"

Qin Sanniu pulled up her sleeves that she had rolled up just now, revealing a few patches, she pursed her lips and said: "The wind was very strong just now, I wanted to come back to the house to eat. I'm cooking right now, so I'm afraid it's dirty."

The Widow Song had her heels towards Qin Fu Gen, but upon hearing this, her teeth started to itch. She glared at Qin Sanniu, just like this sharp-tongued little girl, sooner or later she would find a chance to take care of her!

Qin Fu Gen's daily life was under Qin Sanniu's care. Other than talking about money, he didn't really care about Qin Sanniu. After Qin Sanniu said this, he did not question further, and only looked at the three bowls of porridge on the stove, and asked: Which two bowls are there?

This father and daughter pair were normally half an egg for one person. With Widow Song here today, Qin Sanniu's egg would definitely be given away.

Qin Sanniu dragged a bowl over, "What's left are the eggs," she said quickly as she picked up a big bowl of pickled vegetables and carried the bowl of porridge away.

After passing by the Widow Song, he ruthlessly stepped on her embroidered shoes.

The Widow Song let out a strange cry and chased after Qin Sanniu. Qin Sanniu had already carried her bowl of porridge and ran out of her own small courtyard with quick steps, she could only give up and keep this in mind for Qin Sanniu.

Qin Sanniu squatted at the corner and used her chopsticks to pick at the bottom of the bowl of porridge. Half of her egg floated up and she chewed it and swallowed it in two bites, and then she heard Widow Song's curses again.

Not long later, the Widow Song came out of the courtyard carrying a small basket. No one knew what was inside, but she quickly turned her butt and walked away. Qin Sanniu stared at her back, and spat at her in his heart. She knew that every time she came back, she would have to bring back some things. Fortunately, she had hidden the valuable items first, otherwise this month's flowers would have gone to waste.

Widow Song had a lot of lovers, so most of the men in the village had probably slept on her bed before. As a widow, she would only take things from her lover to live.

"Father, I will be embroidering at Aunt Li's place," Qin Sanniu put down the tableware and took out her hidden needle basket s from a corner of the woodshed. He then placed the eggs he had saved for a month into the basket and shouted at the main house.