Six-Year-Old Child Baojiao is Busy

Chapter 7 sent peanut seeds

  Chapter 7 sent peanut seeds

  Liu Zhihua was amused, and petted her daughter's hair, "My baby is really sensible."

Liu Zhihua looked at her son who kept coughing, his thin body could be blown away by a gust of wind, she waved her hand and said, "Okay, mother won't talk about your father, Qiusheng will bring my younger sister into the house quickly, mother will cook chicken legs for you .”

  Qiu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, with a touch of gentleness on his face, his mother has always been a knife-mouthed and tofu-hearted.

  Qiusheng carried the little girl into the house, Liu Zhihua looked at the two little radish heads in the yard, put his hips on his hips and asked, "Why are you wandering around with two chickens?"

   "Mother, I'm helping my father." Erya touched her shofar braid, afraid that her mother would **** her chicken legs, so she suddenly ran to the kitchen with the chicken, "Father!"

  Xiao Li saw her sister run away, and wanted to run with the chicken, but was held back by her mother.

  His little face was covered with mud, and he wiped his nose with his sleeve. He handed the chicken to Mother in a daze and said, "Mom, I want to eat chicken legs."

  Liu Zhihua looked at his son's dirty sleeves, nodded his forehead angrily, and asked loudly: "You know how to eat every day, who told you to wipe your nose on your clothes? Where's the sackcloth I prepared for you?"

  Xiao Li sniffed, fumbled in his chest pocket, pulled out two pieces of linen, frowned and said, "Mother, my nose hurts after wiping this."

  Liu Zhihua folded the sackcloth, and said angrily: "You brat, what do you pay attention to when you wipe your nose? Parents' clothes are all made of sackcloth, why don't they cry out for pain?"

   As he spoke, Liu Zhihua pinched his nose with a piece of sackcloth and wiped it, Xiao Li raised his head and yelled, "It hurts..."

  Liu Zhihua let go of his hand and straightened his clothes: "It doesn't hurt and it doesn't make me forget. Next time I have a runny nose, I'll wipe it off myself. Do you hear me?"

  Xiao Li touched the burning nose and muttered, "Got it."

   After finishing speaking, he took the chicken and ran to the kitchen while his mother was not paying attention.

   "Brat."

  Liu Zhihua cursed with a smile, took a wooden basin in the yard, scooped up a ladle of water, rubbed the snot-stained linen strips casually, and dried them on the door panel.

  Suddenly, Aunt Liu's voice came from the door, "Zhihua, are you at home?"

   Liu Zhihua looked back and saw Aunt Liu and her grandson holding a big pumpkin.

   "Hey, you guys can just come, bring something."

Liu Zhihua ran to the door, with big arms and a round waist, she took the pumpkin from the hands of her grandparents and grandsons without any effort. Seeing Aunt Liu's grandson's eyes lit up, she smiled and said, "Wei Qing, auntie, it's been a long time since I saw you. He is tall and handsome again."

   "Auntie is too much for the prize." Liu Weiqing's ears were reddish, a little embarrassed.

  He is the same age as Qiusheng, and he is also studying in the town. He is taller than Qiusheng, has fine features and fair skin, and looks very handsome.

   "It's a coincidence, my aunt will stew chicken in a while, and you all save the meat for today."

   "Auntie, we had dinner at home, and we went back after a few words." Liu Weiqing hurriedly replied.