After her husband died, her parents came to force her to remarry

Manager Chang was watching from the side, with such a variety of expressions on his face that it was hard to bear to look at it. It was hard to bear to look at it.

After venting his anger, Jiang Xiaohe threw away the stick in his hand and snorted at Chang Wei: "I'm telling you, Chang Wei, don't think you can show off just because you have a few bucks. If you dare to say those inexplicable words to me again, I'll beat you up next time I see you!"

After saying that, he raised his fist towards Chang Wei, then picked up the basket, glared at him, and turned away.

It’s so majestic!

After everyone left, Manager Chang stepped forward and asked, "Master, are you okay?"

Chang Wei touched the place where he was hit. This young widow really did not show any mercy.

He turned around and asked Manager Chang: "Is there anything wrong with what I just said? She doesn't want to be my concubine, so is it wrong for me to give her money to give birth to a son for me?"

Manager Chang rolled his eyes and said, "Master, to be honest, it's not your fault that the young widow hit you. Think carefully about what you are saying! She is not a girl from a brothel!"

Chang Wei wanted to retort: ​​"Oh, you mean I did something wrong?"

Manager Chang hastily denied: "I dare not!"

Chang Wei glared at him unhappily, but turned around and looked at Jiang Xiaohe's back and started laughing again.

Manager Chang thought that his master must be possessed by a demon.

"Don't you think this little widow is interesting?"

Manager Chang shook his head. What's so interesting about her? She's just a shrew! Not gentle at all.

Chang Wei stroked his beard and said, "If the child I give birth to with him has this personality, he won't suffer any grievances wherever he goes. The more she doesn't want to, the more I, your master, want to have a son with him. I don't believe that she, a village woman, can escape from my grasp!"

Manager Chang: ...

Jiang Xiaohe walked very fast all the way, fearing that the people behind would catch up with her. She felt unlucky for not checking the almanac before going out today. When she got back on the road, the sky had darkened and it looked like it was going to rain. She quickened her pace and walked quickly towards home. The rain started falling when she just entered the village. There were rumbling thunder in the sky, and as the thunder sounded, heavy rain poured down.

Jiang Xiaohe put the straw hat on her head on the basket to prevent the sugar she bought today from getting wet.

I walked quickly towards home, and when I got home, I was soaked.

Wang Qiuxia quickly got her a handkerchief and went to make ginger water for her.

"Mom, stop worrying. I got caught in the rain when I entered the village. I just need to change my clothes. It's okay."

Zhang Fu stood under the eaves, watching the rain outside.

"Okay, old man, stop looking and go check if the house is leaking!"

Zhang Fu hurried over with the bucket. He had lived in a brick and tile house before and never had to worry about these things, but the adobe house he lived in now was really inconvenient in every way. It was fine normally, but when it rained, it leaked everywhere.

Jiang Xiaohe changed her clothes and came out holding Zhang Chuan, and saw two old men holding buckets and basins, looking around the house to see where the rain was leaking.

As soon as Wang Qiuxia saw her, she quickly said, "Wait until the rainy season is over, at the end of the year, we will do some repairs ourselves, and it will be better next year."

Jiang Xiaohe nodded without saying anything else. This family really lived in a blue brick and tile house before, but after Zhang Dashan died, some people came to their house with Zhang Dashan's IOU for goods to ask for money. The old couple had no choice but to sell the blue brick and tile house and move into this adobe house.

This summer's rain came and went quickly. By the evening, the sky had cleared up and the sunset glow appeared on the horizon.

The two old people quickly tidied up the house.

The baby drank the milk and fell asleep again.

Wang Qiuxia was preparing to cook, Jiang Xiaohe was washing the fruits, and Zhang Fu was going to check on the fields at home.

After dinner, I went to bed early because it was cool.

The next day, when the sky was just turning pale, Jiang Xiaohe got up. Zhang Fu was fetching water, and Wang Qiuxia was busy in the kitchen.

When she saw Jiang Xiaohe getting up, she smiled and said, "Mom has already cooked those sour dates and is drying them."

Jiang Xiaohe washed her face with water and said with a smile, "Mom, we need more sweet potatoes this time. Do we have any more at home?"

"How much?"

Jiang Xiaohe pointed to the basket that contained the sour dates yesterday and said, "One basket."

Wang Qiuxia frowned: "That's a lot, we don't have it at home, but it's okay, mom can go to the second uncle and second aunt's house next door to borrow some."

As he said this, he was about to walk outside.

Jiang Xiaohe called her: "Mom, we are buying it, not lending it. This loan is a favor, and it is difficult to pay it back."

"A basket of sweet potatoes is nothing."

Jiang Xiaohe ran back to the house and took out twenty copper coins and gave them to Wang Qiuxia: "Mom, listen to me. It's not nice to ask for a loan for such a basket of sweet potatoes."

Wang Qiuxia looked at the copper coins in her hand and said, "I don't need so many." After saying that, she counted out some and returned them to her.

Then he carried the basket and went to the next door.

After a while, she came back with a smile on her face. It was thanks to her daughter-in-law that she was asked to buy sweet potatoes. There is indeed a difference between buying and borrowing. Although her second uncle and sister-in-law have never given her a cold shoulder, the feeling is different!

After simply drinking some corn porridge, Jiang Xiaohe and Wang Qiuxia began to wash the sweet potatoes, following the steps. By the time they finished everything, it was already evening.

Jiang Xiaohe felt that she could hardly lift her arms. But when she saw the sour jujube cakes drying in the yard, she felt full of energy.

During dinner, Wang Qiuxia looked at Jiang Xiaohe and asked softly, "You bought so much sugar today, I'm afraid you don't have much money left, right?"

Jiang Xiaohe raised her eyes and looked at her: "Mom, do you need money? How much do you want? I'll get it for you."

Wang Qiuxia waved her hands hastily: "No, no."

Jiang Xiaohe understood immediately and comforted her, "Mom, don't worry about the money. After this batch of sour jujube cakes are dried, we will definitely make some money. When we have more money at home in the future, we will use it to repair the house and buy land!"

Wang Qiuxia just smiled and said nothing. She didn't expect to get much money from selling the food hanging in the yard. She just wanted to make a profit. She also didn't expect to live in a blue brick and tile house again. She just wanted to raise Zhang Chuan peacefully....

At night, Jiang Xiaohe lay in bed, wondering if she had forgotten something. She thought about it over and over again but couldn't remember it. When she was about to fall asleep, she slapped her forehead and thought, "Oh no! How could she have forgotten about grapes?"

There were so many messy things going on these days that she didn't think about this matter.

Tomorrow, I have to ask Xiaohua to go pick up the grapes from the mountain. It rained so hard today, I wonder how many grapes will be knocked down! They are all silver. Thinking of this, I was a little anxious and couldn't sleep until midnight!

The next morning, after breakfast, she carried a backpack and Zhang Fu carried a load, and they rushed to Xu Xiaohua's home. When they arrived at her door, they heard Xu Xiaohua crying, "Uncle, uncle, this money is for grandma's medical treatment! Please don't take it away..."