Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Song Laoer understood that if there was something good, Song Ruier would get it and bring it to him to show her sincerity.

So he agreed.

Qiao Jian'er walked very slowly with the load and was soon caught up by Song Rui'er.

Song Ruier ate and drank well at the Song family and ran very fast.

"Sister Jianer, you are going to the street too." Song Ruier followed Qiao Jianer while looking into the backpack.

But it was covered with a lot of rags and dead branches and leaves, so he couldn't see clearly what was inside.

"Well, you're blocking my way. Can you stay away from me?" Qiao Jianer stopped and frowned.

If Song Ruier pushed towards her, she would have to move to the side. If she moved any further, she would roll down the road.

"Sister Jianer, you are angry with me." Song Ruier sighed, looking very distressed.

His voice lowered: "I just want to have a full meal, but the Qiao family doesn't even have food."

"I don't blame you. You're just making choices that are beneficial to you. Staying alive is what matters." Qiao Jian'er said coldly, "But from now on, we're two families, and the severance agreement has been signed. You'd better stay away from me, lest your new parents see you and worry about it."

"Sister, I actually treat you as my sister." Song Ruier moved a little distance away, but still followed Qiao Jianer closely.

"I just wanted to avoid burdening you and mother, and not bring trouble to the Qiao family, so I said some unpleasant things. Sister, please don't hold it against me."

"I don't care. Don't call me sister. Breaking off the relationship letter is not nonsense."

Qiao Lian'er was actually a little impressed. A child who was only ten years old had so many complicated thoughts. He resolutely signed the letter of severance in front of so many people, but then came to her to please her, trying to have the best of both worlds.

Did he sign the divorce agreement and the divorce agreement as a joke? He signed them to guard against his future actions.

Seeing that Qiao Jianer looked unhappy, Song Ruier no longer insisted on this issue.

Seeing Song Lao Er approaching, he said, "Sister Jian'er, what are you carrying in the backpack? It looks like you can't walk anymore. How about I help you carry half of it?"

"Oh, no, they're just some wooden blocks to make benches."

Although she said this, Song Ruier still stared at the backpack, as if she wanted to take it off to see what was inside.

Qiao Jian'er was thinking about how to get rid of Song Rui'er. If Song Laoer and Song Rui'er attacked together in a while, she would not be able to resist the two of them.

After all, Song Lao Er was also staring at her backpack.

In their eyes, she was just a weak girl. If there was anything good about her, it was like a weak person walking on the road holding a piece of gold.

Qiao Jianer looked around and happened to see Old Man Qi driving an ox cart passing by. There were some things on the cart, but there was still a lot of space.

She walked over quickly and stopped the ox cart.

"Grandpa Qi, I can hardly walk anymore. Can I take your ox cart?"

Grandpa Qi's grandson had just died, and his face was filled with sadness and sorrow, but he was very kind and spoke in a hoarse, old voice.

"Sickle, you look tired and sweaty, come up quickly."

Qiao Lianer put the backpack away first and climbed up. Then Old Man Qi cracked the whip and the ox cart started moving.

Song Rui'er stood there, watching Qiao Jian'er leave, with a hint of unwillingness on her face.

Qiao Jianer was so eager to get rid of him, there must be something good in the backpack.

Song Lao Er also frowned, clearly blaming Song Rui'er for not doing things well.

Song Ruier lowered his head. He originally wanted to get some good things for his new father, but he never expected that Qiao Lianer would run away like this.

The ox cart was driving on an uneven road, bumping up and down from time to time. Qiao Jian'er's body was made up of bones, and she felt like she was about to be shaken apart.

Seeing the unhappy looks of Song Lao Er and Song Rui Er, Qiao Jian Er laid the backpack flat and removed the things on the surface.

A large piece of lean pork was exposed.

The father and son both stared with their eyes wide open and swallowed their saliva together.

They didn't expect that the Qiao family, who couldn't even afford oil, could actually afford such a large amount.

Although it is not as good as fat, it is still meat and quite tempting.

The more Song Lao Er thought about it, the angrier he became, and he slapped Song Ruier on the head.

"useless."

Qiao Lianer curled the corners of his mouth, straightened the backpack, and turned around.

She is not afraid of revealing these things. Are the guys the Qiao family hunts vegetarians?

"Dad, the Qiao family is so poor, how can they afford to buy a big piece of meat? Even if they buy meat, they only buy fatty meat and eat it while making oil." Song Ruier said.

In the end, there were only a few meat scraps left, not enough for each person in the family to have two pieces.

Song Lao Er snorted, "Have you forgotten that the Qiao family stole three taels of silver the day before yesterday?"

Song Ruier suddenly realized, no wonder, he saw that there was not only that piece of lean meat, but there seemed to be something else under the basket, at least accounting for most of it.

He immediately felt contemptuous. With such a small fortune, if he didn't make careful plans and just focused on enjoying himself, the three taels of silver would soon be spent. He could only try his luck in the mountains, but eight out of ten times he would come up empty-handed.

His choice was not wrong. The Qiao family was not only poor, but also short-sighted. They had no future and could only remain poor.

He shared his analysis with Song Laoer, who also thought it made sense.

"There are so many mouths to feed in the family. They're gone after a few trips to the street, and yet they're still so proud and showing off. Let's see how long they can be so proud."

Old Man Qi didn't say a word along the way. He was in a heavy mood and didn't want to speak, but when they were about to arrive, he still gave Qiao Lian'er some advice.

"Scythe, please don't eat poisonous mushrooms from the mountains."

"Well, I don't eat poisonous mushrooms." Qiao Jianer said.

When they arrived at the door of his house, she insisted on giving Old Man Qi a copper coin, but Old Man Qi refused to accept it and drove away in his ox cart.

There was a lot of noise in the yard. Qiao Jianer took a look inside and found that it was only the afternoon and all the Qiao family members had returned.

Normally, once they get up the mountain, they won't go down until it's almost dark.

Is it a good harvest today?

Qiao Jianer went in carrying a backpack.

"Grandpa, grandma, why are you both back?"

At first glance, I found that everyone's expressions were solemn. Old man Qiao lowered his head and remained silent, and old lady Qiao had a sad look on her face.

Her heart also tightened.

"Who knew there would be miasma on Leigong Mountain? We saw a wild roe deer in a dense forest. Your uncle, second uncle, and Dayong chased after it, but they all fell down one after another."

Thinking of the situation at that time, Old Lady Qiao held her chest with lingering fear: "Everyone quickly held their breath, dragged them out as quickly as possible, carried them home, and asked the village doctor to come and give them medicine. Only then did they slowly recover."

"My mind is a little unclear now. They almost, almost--" Old Mrs. Qiao couldn't continue, tears streaming down her face.