Chapter 8
Songzhuang's land is just outside Zhuangzi, and everyone is busy in the field now. Song Yingzi is carrying things and walking on the only road into the village with a happy face. It is difficult not to attract everyone's attention.
"Yingzi?! That's your Yingzi, right?"
Song's mother was busy in the fields, and suddenly a woman next door started shouting. Her heart tightened, and she quickly straightened up and looked at the road, right? It's their Yingzi!
"Hey, what is Yingzi carrying in his hand? It looks like a chicken, so fat! It's much heavier than the hens that lay eggs at home!"
Mother Song squinted her eyes in disbelief. There was really a chicken.
"Mom!" Song Yingzi also saw her mother, put her things on the ground and waved hello.
Tang Guo looked at these busy people with a dark face. She really couldn't tell which one was her grandmother.
"Yingzi! Take the child back to her parents' house! Old Song, look at this pheasant, you are in for a treat today!" The older man in the village was holding the hoe and joking with Song Yingzi's father.
"Haha, be envious. I will ask my son to give you a granddaughter later. If you can catch up, you will also be able to enjoy the blessing."
"Hey! By that time, all my teeth will fall out!"
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Yingzi's sister-in-law Yang Guixiang also saw it. She originally thought that her sister-in-law was here to borrow food again, and her heart skipped a beat. But when she saw that there were pheasants in the food at Yingzi's feet, she felt instantly relieved and said, "Mom, please go back first. Yingzi and Guoguo must be thirsty after walking for so long."
Song's mother also meant the same thing. As soon as Guixiang said this, she quickly told the scorer, "I only have a little left. Yun Qiang will finish it for me. My daughter is here, I will go back first."
The scorekeeper was not unreasonable either. "Go ahead, Auntie, it'll be fine even if you don't say anything!" He lowered his voice for the second part of the sentence, for fear of being heard by others.
Seeing him like this, Song's mother glanced at him and said, "Okay, Auntie will take care of you!"
After finishing her explanation, she walked onto the field ridge with everyone's envious eyes on her, "Why are you taking Guoguo with you on such a long journey? You're not afraid of getting tired?"
They didn't know about Tang Guo's hunger fainting yet, and Yingzi didn't want to let them know, "Oh, children like to run around, Guo Guo, call me grandma!"
Tang Guo didn't feel anything when many people were standing together just now. Now that mother and daughter were standing together, Tang Guo found that the heroic spirit between their brows was really similar! The sense of intimacy came over immediately, and she shouted to Mrs. Song with a smile, "Grandma!"
"Hey! You're tired from walking. Come on, let me give you a hug!"
Tang Guo shook her head obediently, "Grandma is tired from work."
Mother Song's heart melted when she heard her words, "Oh, you are such a candy. You girl, you are so lucky to have such a caring little cotton-padded jacket." It's better to be a girl, considerate!
Song Yingzi smiled proudly, "Hey, mother also has a caring little cotton-padded jacket!"
"Are you ashamed to act like a baby in front of the child?" Even so, the uncontrollable smile on Mother Song's lips still revealed her good mood.
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Take the mobile game back to 70 Mtl
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