The stepsister of a peasant family in a book is spoiled by the big brothers

Tang Dafu leaned on his crutches and slowly walked a few steps.

He walked very slowly at first, but as he became more proficient, the tension on his face dissipated a little.

At this time, Qin Huiyin was making cold-fried hand-shredded rabbit in the kitchen. As she made it, Qin Huiyin taught Tang Luwu, and the two sisters got along more and more harmoniously.

Li Taohua supported Tang Dafu and saw that he could walk. She said unhappily, "It's good enough that you can take these few steps today. You can't eat a fat man in one breath. If you fall again, you will really become a cripple."

"Wife, even if my leg recovers, there will be some defects. Please don't despise me. I will listen to you in everything." Tang Dafu said flatteringly.

Qin Huiyin listened to the sounds outside and shook her head gently.

She had seen domineering CEOs, princes, and emperors in novels, but this was the first time she had seen the ancient peasant version of the love brain.

"Sister Luwu, do you still remember your mother?"

"Yes, I remember." Tang Luwu nodded, "but my memory is a little fuzzy. I almost forgot what she looked like."

"So when your mother was around, what was her relationship like with Uncle Tang?"

"They are just like Wang Laoshi and his wife in the village. My father is no different from most men in the village. He can do the work he should do, such as working in the fields, but he never does any housework. He is also not good at making my mother happy. There has never been anyone like my father making Aunt Li happy."

Qin Huiyin originally just wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Tang Luwu to bring their relationship closer, not to let the other party be affected by old things.

Since those memories are not good ones, there is no need to talk about them anymore.

"Yinyin, are beautiful women happier?" Tang Luwu's eyes trembled as she forced a forced smile. "Seeing how my father treated Aunt Li, you wouldn't believe me if I said I didn't have some thoughts. I always wondered why my mother didn't deserve my father's care for her, even though she gave birth to three children."

"What do you think is the definition of happiness?" Qin Huiyin said.

"Happiness is like Aunt Li, having someone who loves and cares for you, someone who pampers you and protects you..."

"Why do you think happiness is given by others? If someone loves you very much in the early days and gives you everything, and suddenly one day he meets another girl, and he feels that the other girl is more to his liking, so he no longer loves you and loves someone else, what would you do then?"

"I don't know... If you like someone, shouldn't you be devoted to them?"

"If a woman's happiness is to pin all her hopes on a man's sincerity, then that is truly the saddest thing in the world. I will not let others choose me, I will choose my own happiness. I want a man to feel that being chosen by me is his luck, not that it is my luck that he chose me."

Tang Yi smiled: "..."

Should he remind his two sisters that they are still several years away from coming of age and it is too early to talk about this now?

The conversation between Qin Huiyin and Tang Luwu was indeed a bit like a child pretending to be an adult. With their tender cheeks, they discussed the definition of happiness, and their words were all about men. If it were placed in modern times, it would be a bit strange, but in this era, it is the most normal thing.

Qin Huiyin wore the exterior of a young girl, but her soul was that of an adult. Tang Luwu was a native of the ancient world, where girls often matured early. She was now twelve, thirteen in lunar terms, an age ripe for engagement in many families. She had experienced much, had seen so many girls her age go through hardships, and had many feelings.

From Tang Jiang's house next door came Wang's gloating voice: "Dad, big news! Song Zhixing fell into the toilet and was half full of feces and urine. No one dared to pull him out, so his wife paid thirty cents to ask Song Jue from next door to pull him out."

"Is it okay?"

"Who knows? You don't even know his wife. She's so stingy that she won't call a doctor for him."

The Tang family listened to some gossip for free. Thinking about what Uncle Song had done to Song Ruize, they felt that he deserved it all.

"What's the next door cooking? Eat, eat, eat. All they do all day is eat. They're in so much debt and still have the mood to eat. They're in such a hurry to be reincarnated!"

"Okay, stop interfering in other people's business. They're not eating your food, so what's it to you?"

"Yes, they have food to eat, but I married a loser who can't even have a bite of delicious food..." Wang cursed at Tang Jiang again.

Tang Jiang didn't dare to talk back.

They talked about building the dam again.

Tang Jiang had a son who worked as a clerk in a blacksmith shop and rarely came home. The old couple lived in the village with their daughter. Logically, his family could afford the two taels of silver, but from what they said, they didn't want to waste it. Furthermore, working on the dam provided not only three meals a day but also labor wages, making it a good deal.

Qin Huiyin didn't go into the city to set up a stall these days. She spent more time in and out of the village and found that the village was quite lively.

"Damn it! They were fine last night, but all the chickens are dead this morning. Song Zhixing, you useless man! Did you feed the chickens something they can't eat?"

When I passed by the fenced yard of Uncle Song's second uncle, I happened to hear the couple arguing.

Song Zhixing had just made a fool of himself and had been staying at home, not daring to come out. Now, being scolded by his own wife, he felt humiliated and retorted with a red face.

"Where did I feed them? Didn't you feed them the rotten eggs you brought back from your mother's house yesterday?"

"I've never heard of rotten eggs killing chickens."

"Anyway, I didn't feed them. If you're looking for a reason, it must be the rotten eggs you brought back..."

……

Qin Huiyin went up the mountain with a basket on her back, found some wild fungus, picked some wild fruits, and dug some bamboo shoots.

"Huh..." Qin Huiyin saw a fat bamboo rat running out of the hole while digging bamboo shoots, and hurriedly chased after it.

Crash! My feet slipped and my body fell downwards.

Oops! This is a trap.

Qin Huiyin thought that there might be a mechanism under the trap, especially one that prevented the prey from climbing up, such as a sharpened bamboo piece.

If she falls like this, won't she turn into a hedgehog?

Turning into a hedgehog is a relatively mild disaster, but it is very likely to be pricked in the eyes or facial features, and then you will become an ugly monster that cannot be seen by anyone.

A hand grabbed her arm and pulled her up.

Qin Huiyin returned to the ground and looked up at the young man in front of her: "Song Ruize, thank you for saving me."

Song Ruize ignored her, picked up the shoulder pole and continued walking into the mountains.

Qin Huiyin hesitated for a moment, then trotted after him: "Song Ruize, take me with you. There are a lot of good things in there, I want to go look for them."