C5 Crying Child

Thinking about it here, thinking about Taoshi's favoritism, Xiawanqing really did not know whether she should forgive him or not. Forget it, she was just a child now. In short, the Taoshi was not his parents, so she did not owe him anything.

"Do whatever you want!" Taoshi stiffly replied: "But I haven't asked you to do anything yet. When I tell you to do something later, don't be so slurping around!"

When she was young, when Xiawanqing did a little more, she would feel very uncomfortable. She was only two years older than Xiawanhee, but why did she have to do everything in the family?

Even now, although her heart had calmed down a little, she still did not want the Taoshi to be too biased, she hoped that she could treat her a little better.

Thinking about it, Xiawanqing helped to light the fire, while saying, "As long as Grandmother is not too biased, it doesn't matter if I do a little more."

"I'm biased, what's wrong with me!" When Taoshi heard Xiawanqing's words, for some reason, her anger ignited again. She walked to the stove and pushed Xiawanqing away, but before she could react, Xiawanqing was pushed to the ground by her.

At this time, Taoshi didn't care about the injuries on Xiawanqing at all. She berated: "Isn't it just burning a fire for me, you're saying that I'm biased. You bunch of stealing ghosts, you bunch of ingrate, you're all heartless dogs.

"Grandma, I just said don't be biased, do you need to be so angry? "Based on what you said, haven't you been biased over the years?" Xiawanqing endured the pain. She stood up and placed her hands in front of Taoshi and said, "Grandma, I came here to help you burn the fire out of good intentions. Did I do something wrong? Why do you want to burn me with a pair of pliers? "

The Taoshi also didn't expect that he would be burned by the fire pincers just now. However, Xiawanqing knew that this time, the stubborn Taoshi would never apologize!

Sure enough, the Taoshi pointed at the Xiawanqing and scolded him, "Heh, I told you to help me light the fire. "I knew that as long as you do something for me, it would be a lot of work. I told you, I don't want you to do it. Scram, don't come here looking for trouble!"

Taoshi's attitude really made her cold-hearted. She silently walked in front of the water vat, scooped out some water from the basin, washed her face and rinsed her mouth, then silently soaked her hands in the water.

"Wuwuwu …" She placed it on the ground and suppressed her crying voice. In fact, even Xiawanqing herself didn't know what she was crying about, the scalded red swelling on her hands didn't hurt much to her, and the pain in her heart didn't matter much either.

"What are you crying for, cry for me!" Taoshi scolded again, but Xiawanqing ignored her, and she continued to cry. Maybe because she felt guilty, Taoshi didn't come and hit her this time.

She drank a bowl of porridge from the stove by herself, not caring about the Xiawanqing at all. After drinking it, she picked up one of the bowls, picked up two pickled beans from the jar and placed it in a bowl, then walked towards the hall.

Xiawanqing slowly stopped crying, but she still stayed where she was, not wanting to move. After a long while, when Xiawanqiu and Xiawanhee had woken up and came to the kitchen, she stood up.

When the two of them saw Xiawanqing, they did not even greet him. First, they ran to the stove and then picked the three bowls of porridge on top of it.

"I want this bowl!"

"I want this bowl!"

He only heard the sounds of fighting coming from behind him. Not long later, the crying of Xiawanhee came from behind him, "Wahh …"

Xiawanhee's crying has never been like Xiawanqing's crying, suppressed and unable to control herself. Xiawanhee's crying was very loud, and even if you wanted to ignore it, you could not, because she used this kind of crying to make your heart ache, or to make you so noisy that you could not properly eat or rest!

"Wahh …"

The crying continued!

Very quickly, Taoshi walked over from the living room. With a fretful look on her face, she walked to the kitchen and then walked past Xiawanqing as she said, "So what if you two stole ghosts?!"

"Milk, he stole my congee!" The Xiawanhee pointed to the bowl of porridge in Xiawanqiu's hands and said, "I took this bowl first, but brother snatched it away!"

"I came first!" Xiawanqiu also returned with an unyielding attitude.

"Wuwuwu." Xiawanhee wiped his tears and said: "I was the one who took it. Brother, you bullied me!"

"I can't be bothered with you, you weeping brat!" Xiawanqiu said before he fled with the bowl in his hands. His speed was extremely fast and his body was as skinny as a loach.

"You thief, you piece of shit, don't come back after you leave today!" Taoshi set down those harsh words, but Xiawanqiu was not afraid of her at all. He had heard these harsh words too many times, and his skin had already thickened. It just so happened that he would be playing outside for the whole morning, and at noon he would still come back to eat.

"Wa, wa, wa …"

Seeing Xiawanqiu running away with the bowl, Xiawanhee started crying without any qualms. Her crying made Taoshi extremely annoyed, so Taoshi asked in anger: "Stealing a ghost, what are you crying for? Tell me, what are you crying for!"

Taoshi ignored her and continued to sob loudly. Taoshi had lost his temper due to crying, so he suppressed his anger and asked kindly: "Little He, what are you crying for, tell Grandma? "Okay?"

"Big brother stole my food!" Xiawanhee stopped crying and said while sobbing.

"Don't we still have two bowls here? You can just casually take a bowl and eat it, right? " Taoshi's tone already carried a trace of anger.

"That bowl is more!" Xiawanhee was a little unwilling to let him go.

"Who said there were more in the bowl? I personally scooped them. These three bowls are all the same!" Taoshi's tone became a bit heavier, and his anger almost exploded out.

"That bowl was indeed a bit more. I took it first, then elder brother snatched it away." Xiawanhee stomped his feet and started crying loudly again.

Taoshi had lost her temper because of her crying. She used her chopsticks to pick out some food from her other bowl and gave it to Xiawanhee, saying: "Isn't there a bit more than that right?"

Although it was just a little more, Xiawanhee was able to stop her crying.

Xiawanqing only wanted to laugh coldly at the farce behind her. Right, this was her grandmother, the Taoshi, and this was her little brother and sister. Why did she have to submit every time?

In the past, the Xiawanqing was always very sad. She did not understand why when her grandmother was so biased and her sister was crying, she would help and fulfill her thoughts to give her what she wanted. However, if he dared to cry, she would beat him up even more. The more he cried, the more she would beat him up. It was as if she wanted to vent all her anger on him.

Almost every day, there would be a scene or two that happened and the Xiawanhee would cry once every single time. In his previous life, the Xiawanqing did not know what was good for him and would foolishly move forward every time, but in the end, he would always be the one to vent his anger on the Taoshi.

She was squatting at the side today, so she couldn't possibly be a punching bag for the Taoshi. Who knew that after the Xiawanhee walked out, the Taoshi would look down and see the Xiawanqing: "Stealing ghosts, what are you still squatting here for? Why aren't you coming to eat? "If you don't eat it, I'll feed it to the chickens."

"My hand hurts, I need to rest a bit!" The Xiawanqing replied.

"Hmph, just being scalded is enough to make you feel pain. Truly delicate. Unfortunately, you are the young miss's body's maid!" Taoshi ruthlessly mocked her and then left with a wave of his hand.

She stood up and walked to the stove. There was still a bowl of porridge on the stove, which was probably hers. The porridge had already been moved a little, so Taoshi probably gave a spoonful to Xiawanhee just now.

Xiawanqing had seen this kind of small things too often. Although she had a knot in her heart, she didn't need to go against Taoshi for this kind of small matter.

However, there were many such small matters. They all converged into a bitter river in his heart, and then, drop by drop, they turned into tears.

After silently eating the porridge in the bowl, Xiawanqing put the bowl into the pot. Now, there were still three bowls that had disappeared, so the Xia family usually only came to wash the dishes when it was time for lunch and cooking.

The Taoshi had already disappeared. Presumably, he had gone to work. When the Xiawanqing went to the living room, he only saw the Xiahong puffing on his pipe.

"Grandfather." Xiawanqing called out.

"Yes." Xiahong answered and then did not speak.

In his previous life, Xiawanqing did not have a deep impression of him. What this senior did could not be considered as a success, even to the extent of saying that he had failed. All the big and small things in his life, he had been carried away by Taoshi, but on the contrary, he was as carefree as an old man.

It couldn't be helped, since he was younger than Taoshi by two months, so all this time, it had always been Taoshi serving him as his wife and mother. When he was young, Xiahong was growing up well, and he could recognize two words. At that time, Xiahong was following his elder brother to another person's house to be a carpenter, and he was coincidentally seen by Taoshi.

At that time, the Taoshi was indeed very poor. Seeing that the Xiahong had a proper appearance, knew how to work wood, and had been betrothed to him under the protection of the media, he did not expect the Xiahong to have such a good appearance. He did not know how to do the wood work carefully, and was too lazy to learn from it.