The Evil Peasant Girl/C5 'Is it really milk? '
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C5 'Is it really milk? '

Is she really a wet nurse?

"Daddy just asked for a handful of white rice. The milk won't let us go eat."

When Liu Dao Xiang heard this, she immediately rolled her eyes.

She had already made up her mind. If Zhang Guihua really did mention anything to this honest man, she would definitely stand on Zhang Guihua's side.

Liu Sangui was a man who didn't talk much. He first added more firewood to the brick bed.

It was raining heavily in the spring, and the whole house was wet. He could at least get a good night's sleep after burning the brick bed.

Then, he quickly divided the porridge and splashed a layer of discolored water on top of it.

It was for himself.

Then, he scooped up a large half a bowl of soup, scooped up a spoonful of cooked porridge and added it to the bowl. This was for Liu Qiuxiang.

The rest that he stirred up evenly, he gave half to Liu Dao Xiang and the other half to Zhang Gui Hua.

Taking the chance as Liu Sanguan carried the bowl of porridge to the inner room, Liu Dao Xiang secretly took advantage of the light from the brick bed to size up Liu Qiuxiang. A nine year old little girl, with sparse yellow hair and sunken eyes.

Ye Zichen laughed coldly.

Liu Dao Xiang sympathized with the little girl in front of him, and bit the bullet and said: "I'm a little full, and I want to eat some porridge, give me that bowl."

"No, big sister is thirsty right now, you can't fight with me over this. You can drink a large bowl of sour radish in one breath, and you'll be full after a while."

She was probably afraid that Liu Dao Xiang wouldn't believe her, so she took up her little hand and placed it on her stomach. Then, she held up the bowl and first ate a mouthful of the sour radish, before gulping down a mouthful of the Clear Broth. You see, my stomach is swelling up again. "

These words were obviously meant to coax her. What's the point of growing grain if water can control your appetite?

The corner of Liu Dao Xiang's eyes moistened. Although she had just arrived in this different world and the Liu Qiuxiang in front of her may be cowardly, she still had the heart to protect her little sister.

At night, Liu Dao Xiang lied on her bed and thought about how she could create her first pot of gold.

She thought about everything she knew how to do first. She loved DIY handwork, but it was obvious that embroidery was not the most popular style here. In her eyes, it was very fashionable, so she dared to bet that in their eyes, it was definitely something strange.

It was as if she had looked back at an old Qing dynasty photo and used a single word to describe it: Earth.

When the next day came, not only was there Liu Dao Xiang's family at the table, there was also her second aunt. Liu Sun had brought her youngest son, Liu Zhibao, who was four years old, and on the other side of the table sat her eldest daughter, Liu Zhuer.

Everyone was eating. There was a bowl of rice soup with some salt in it. There was a pot of chili sauce with beans and garlic leaves. It was quite fragrant.

"Mother, why did you only get so little food? Little Treasure eats this every day. Look at that pure and clean child. He's so hungry that he's skinny. He even thought my Liu family was poor."

Liu Dao Xiang who had just sat down, carefully looked at Liu Zhibao who was sitting opposite of his. The little brat did not know what to eat, but it seemed like he grew up, and his two eyes were almost squished away by the flesh on his face. At only four years old, he already had a big stomach.

He did not expect the Liu Sun to open his mouth again, and said: "Mother, you have hidden quite a few eggs behind your bed, can't you make some egg soup? Look, ever since Little Treasure came back, he had to hold in his sh * t for a long time.

Liu Qi glared at her, but didn't scold her like he was scolding Liu Sangui, "Hmph, you can't eat if you want to, you're not accepting now that you're green and yellow, it's good enough if you don't starve to death. Why are you so poor and particular?"

Liu Sun rolled his eyes and hugged his own son: "Xiao Bao, do you want to eat the porcine liver soup? Swine face? "

Liu Zhibao was at the time to savor the food, and upon hearing his mother's words, he nodded his head continuously, "Mother, I want to go to Grandfather's house. Every time I go to Grandfather's house, I will prepare a lot of delicious food."

"Alright, we will go to your grandfather's house later. Sigh, the people outside say that the Your Milk is a rich family, take a look at what is being eaten here, your grandfather's family will not even smell the wealth," Su Yun said.

"Sun family!" When he first married into second daughter-in-law, he was rather obedient. However, after his second son went to work in the town, his horizons expanded and he couldn't tolerate others anymore.

Liu Dafu, who was at the side, put down his chopsticks, "You even want me to eat? Old granny, go get Bao Er a Steamed Bun egg soup.

Liu Dao Xiang was so angry that smoke was about to come out from his head, could it be that the only person she was human? Scoundrel's life?

"Master!"

After shouting that out, she looked at him with her big black eyes in a daze. Aren't you ashamed of being biased? She just wanted to keep watching him to see if he was good or not.

Liu Dafu turned his head to look at her. He was embarrassed by her own granddaughter's gaze, as if accusing him of being biased.

He moved his lips and dryly squeezed out a sentence: "Right now, I am not accepting anything, so it's too expensive. Your Milk has kept the eggs, he wants to exchange them for some salt."

In the end, he still didn't say anything about letting them all eat together.

Liu Dao Xiang did not expect this lucky grandfather to be so unreliable. Luckily, she did not have any feelings for any of them, otherwise, she would have died of anger.

He thought to himself that after his sister had gotten rich, they would all have to look up to him.

"Master, milk, why are you two so biased? Aren't Big Sis and I your granddaughters?" Let's not talk about the eggs this morning. Let's talk about what happened yesterday morning. Master, don't you think that your milk is cruel enough? "Look at my forehead, wuu wuu!"

Liu Dao Xiang felt extremely wronged. Although sshe was not some beautiful woman, he was still a favorite of his. How could she get her hands on this crappy place in the blink of an eye and ask his parents to transfer some money to him?

The more she thought about it, the more sad she became. She could only wish she could call upon the God of Transmigration to give her a good beating.

When he saw her own daughter, who was dark and thin with yellow hair that was like dried straw, and then looked at Liu Zhibao who sat opposite her. Which one of Liu Xiaolan who was by her side wasn't raised to be fat and white?

Liu Qi's angry roar interrupted Liu Dao Xiang. "F * ck your mother, who do you think you are? "Pfft, a small loser dares to charge in front of me?"

As he said that, he picked up the chopsticks and was about to hit Liu Dao Xiang's head.

"Wow, dad, milkman is going to kill again."

Liu Dao Xiang was no longer the original owner.

When he was done, he picked up his bowl and jumped off the stool and ran towards the door.

"Liu Dao Xiang, this is someone without a mother's teachings, he is neither up nor down, do you still have your master, the Your Milk, in your eyes?"

Liu Qi had always cherished her own feathers and would not let others see her as a joke. As a result, when she saw Liu Dao Xiang running into the courtyard with a bowl in his hand, she stopped chasing him and stood on the stairs, cursing him.

"If you have the guts, then stay outside and don't come in."

Liu Dao Xiang lowered her head and looked at the bowl of Sweet Potato Rice, and a few grains of white rice scattered on top of it.

It was a pity that the biggest piece of the sweet potato tumbled down onto the ground. At this moment, it was lying alone in the middle of the courtyard, and very quickly, it was discovered by a big red crowned black rooster, whose neck was stretched out like an arrow as it quickly rushed over. Liu Dao Xiang was stunned, but it quickly picked up the sweet potato that had dropped to the ground and ran away.

Liu Dao Xiang felt something flying over in front of him, and reflexively dodged to the side.

"Pah!" A black cotton shoe landed beside her feet, smashing a pile of mud onto Liu Dao Xiang's old, unrecognizable pants.

"Liu Sangui, look at how you taught your daughter. You even know to go against your mother to raise a little bitch like her."

Liu Qi couldn't do anything to Liu Dao Xiang, so she grabbed a burning stick that was placed beside the door and fiercely knocked on the door, branding a mark.

The old wooden door was smacked so hard it raised a layer of accumulated dust. Mrs. Liu Qi accidentally choked and bent over to cough ruthlessly.

Liu Sanguan's expression drastically changed when he saw that his wife had grabbed a poker. He originally wanted to grab it from her, but a new wound had appeared on the back of his hand.

Liu Dafu finally couldn't stand it anymore, "You old woman, why can't you just eat a peaceful meal? If you break the child's hand, wouldn't you have to pay for it?"

"Pah!" In the end, Liu Qi didn't beat up Liu Sanguan anymore, she only raised the corner of her eyes and glared fiercely at Liu Dao Xiang who was squatting at a corner of the roof.

He felt heartache over his cotton shoes: "Hurry up and get my shoes back."

Only then did Liu Sangui obediently walk through the rain and mud to retrieve her shoes.

Liu Dao Xiang squatted there and fumed, she did not understand, how was her cheap father bad, but in the eyes of this cheap grandma, she was just a punching bag with free labour!

And her cheap grandpa's attitude was disappointing.

Liu Dao Xiang squatted and muttered to herself. Meat buns, vegetable buns, sugar buns, annoying bun producers.

When Liu Qi saw that Liu Dao Xiang did not let her curse, she almost started smoking. When Liu Sanguan handed her the shoes, she slapped them away, then used her foot to kick his leg hard.

"Milk, don't hit daddy, I'm begging you." The normally weak Liu Qiuxiang suddenly ran out of the house and grabbed onto Liu Qi's unshod foot, stopping her from kicking Liu San Gui again.

Her small face was covered in tears as she implored Liu Qi bitterly, "Milk, don't hit dad anymore, you'll be beaten to death."

"Father!" Two startled voices sounded, one was Liu Dao Xiang, the other was Liu Qiuxiang.

Liu Qiuxiang's IQ was extremely high, the moment she said those words, Liu Qi's heart became even more furious, she felt that her face had been completely lost to the Liu Sanguan family.

Once again, he raised the poker up high. Seeing that, Liu Sangui was quick to use it to protect Liu Qiuxiang under him.

He was a little stupid and a little more honest, but he was a very good father.

Liu Dao Xiang was so angry that she almost vomited blood, "Enough, milk, are you my father's milk? "Hit the back of my father's hand until it swells up. If I cripple it, you'll have to raise my father for a lifetime. Otherwise, you'll be making the villagers laugh for the rest of their lives."

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