Chapter 1

Little Qian walked to the kitchen door of the school with the basket on his back. He took his sister-in-law out of the basket and put her on the threshold. He whispered, "man Bao, just sit here. My sister-in-law will cook and take you home later."

Man Bao nodded cleverly. When her sister-in-law turned into the kitchen, she ran to the next classroom with short legs.

The children inside are reading "thousand words" under the leadership of their husband. Man Bao is familiar with dragging a stone under the window, then stepping on the stone and looking in, with a pair of shining eyes like stars staring inside.

Sitting not far from the window, Bai Erlang shook his head and noticed manbao's line of sight, so he secretly turned around and glared at her.

Man Bao glared back and made a face at him.

Bai Erlang's eyes widened angrily. His husband just walked by, patted him on the head and scolded, "be more serious."

Man Bao couldn't help but be happy. He was so happy that he winked at his husband when he saw him.

Mr. Hu Zihua couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. He didn't care about her and let her lie down at the window and listen to them read.

Sir: "today, let's learn the last paragraph of the thousand character essay. Mao Shi Shuzi, Gong frown and Yan smile, Nian Ya urges every time, Xi Hui langyao,... Ignorant, ignorant and so on. How can the predicate help?"

The students read one sentence after another. Man Bao stood outside the window and shouted with a small milk sound. The sound was quite loud. The students in the classroom were used to it and shook their heads to follow his husband.

Man Bao began to read the thousand character text after he could speak. He had memorized the text long ago. When he saw that his husband put down the book and let the pupils read it again and again, he paced to the older children on the other side to teach them something else. Man Bao jumped off the stone and ran to his husband's residence.

When Mr. announced school and strolled back to the next house, he saw that man Bao had cleaned the door with a broom and sat on the ground to sort out his lost manuscripts for him.

Seeing his husband coming back, man Bao happily showed him the finished manuscript. "Look, sir, these backs can still be used."

"This is what I wrote. If you want it, take it back."

Man Bao shook his head. "You can practice calligraphy on the back, sir. I'll take it back when the back is full."

Her husband couldn't help but take the manuscript and put it on the table. He pointed to another stack of manuscripts full of words and said, "take these back. If you don't understand any words, ask me."

Man Bao happily responded, folded the stack of paper into his arms, and happily jumped to the kitchen to find her sister-in-law.

Little Qian has prepared all the meals and is making meals for the children.

Man Bao slipped into the kitchen, said hello to his sister-in-law and brought his husband's food to him.

The gentleman pointed to the mat opposite and said, "you can sit down together."

Man Bao shook his head. "I'll eat in the kitchen later. This is Mr. man's. Mr. man, eat."

Not reluctantly, Mr. Ma took a piece of meat and handed it to her mouth. Man Bao ate happily, but he couldn't sit here and ran out after playing for a while.

Mr. chuckled, shook his head and didn't call her.

Man Bao runs to the kitchen. When little Qian sees her, he scrapes the remaining rice balls at the bottom of the pot and puts them in a bowl for her to eat.

Man Bao skillfully grabbed the pot and broke a piece into his sister-in-law's mouth. Xiao Qian smiled and pushed while eating. "You eat, you eat, not much."

Just one pot of rice, just a little. If too many pots are cooked and the students can't eat enough, her job may be changed.

Xiao Qian has been a cook in the school for three years. He is very good at this point.

Mr. Zhuang is a teacher invited by the village landlord master Bai. This school is also a school built by the Bai family and donated money from all families in the village.

At the beginning, Mr. Zhuang taught here with his old wife and children. Because there were children from two nearby villages who came here to study, he couldn't go home for dinner at noon. Mr. Zhuang sympathized with their hungry stomach, so each student received six kilograms of rice a month and paid 30 Wen to have lunch in the school.

At the beginning, Mr. Zhuang's old wife was in charge of the kitchen of the school. She bought some vegetables with the villagers and rice brought by the students. Occasionally, she bought some meat, chopped it and boiled it for everyone to eat. There were only twenty or thirty Wen left every month, and she had the right to be her own fortune and hardship.

Parents have their own account in mind. They also know that Mr. Zhuang doesn't earn their money. He is completely sympathetic to the students. The children also have to eat when they go home, so they are happy to give this ration. Even the students who live in the village also sent rice.

Later, Mr. Zhuang's old wife died of a serious illness, and his grandchildren were brought into the city by his son and daughter-in-law. He was left to teach here alone. No one did the job. Mr. Zhuang took out 100 Wen and asked Xiao Qian to be a cook.

After knowing this, the white landlord asked Xiao Qian to return the money to Mr. Zhuang. His family took out the money to invite Xiao Qian, and took over all the money and rice handed in by the students, so that Mr. Zhuang could teach at ease.

At that time, man Bao was only eight months old and couldn't even walk. Xiao Qian's main task was to take care of man Bao and his youngest son. Therefore, he often carried his two children to the school kitchen in a basket. Occasionally, he squeezed a rice ball from the pot for them to eat and raised them very well.

But Santou is now four years old. He doesn't like to come to school. He prefers to play with his brothers and sisters, so now only man Bao is with Xiao Qian.

Although it's only a little pot every day, man Bao is also raised in vain. He doesn't look like a farmer's child, let alone a Zhou's.

Man Bao and his sister-in-law finished dividing the pot and dishes, washed the pot and bowls, and went home bouncing.

Xiao Qian wanted to put her in the basket. Man Bao was not happy. He ran to one side and said, "I can go by myself."

Little Qian didn't force her, "OK, go by yourself and don't fall."

"I'm already a big boy. I won't fall." Man Bao shouted and ran forward. She saw a group of people around her house from a distance. She was about to rush over happily. She heard a scream inside. She was scared to death.

Xiao Qian found something wrong earlier than her, hugged her and rushed forward.

When the onlookers saw Xiao Qian, they immediately opened the way. "Sister-in-law Zhou is back. Let's go, let's go."

"Mrs. Zhou, your fourth uncle lost his gambling. People came to the door."

There are informers and schadenfreudes. "It's not young or old to owe. Look at the posture of old Zhou tou. She's going to kill the child. Sister-in-law Zhou, please persuade her. If the money is gone, she can earn it. If the people are gone, they really are gone."

With a trembling heart, little Qian pushed away the crowd and went home. He saw that his fourth uncle was being knocked to the ground by his second and third uncle. His father-in-law was greeting him with a shoulder pole.

A dozen strangers stood in the yard. The first one with a bad face interrupted old man Zhou's anger and shouted, "master Zhou, even if you kill your son, you have to pay me back today. Otherwise, our brothers will come over the mountains in vain?"

Man Bao broke free directly from Qian's arms, ran to her father, looked at her disappointing fourth brother and the people around him, frowned and asked, "Dad, how much did the fourth brother gamble?"

The leading young man looked at man Bao in surprise, "eh" said in a voice: "master Zhou, your daughter looks good. If you don't have money at home, you can take the child to pay for it. Although it's a little small, we don't mind."

Old man Zhou was so angry that he directly pushed his daughter behind him and said angrily, "if you want someone to drag the beast away, he will pay back the money he owes."

Zhou Silang howled and shouted, "Dad, Dad, you save me. Dad, I really don't dare. I don't dare anymore. If you want them to drag me away, they will kill me. They will really kill me."

The leading young man looked at Old Man Zhou and hissed. He directly put his foot on thurlang's hand and ran it over. Thurlang screamed.

Seeing that old man Zhou's face became more and more iron green and pale, he smiled with satisfaction, "isn't it fifteen liang of silver? Look at your new house. It doesn't look like you have no money. There are so many girl films. Just sell me two. But I said in advance that girl films are worthless now. Your little daughter must be in it. Otherwise, there will be three or five Liang. No four of them can't be sold. "

As soon as these words came out, little Qian and Feng pulled their daughter back, and they had two daughters at home.

Old man Zhou was so angry that his hands and feet trembled, and Zhou sirang was so frightened and scared that he could hardly help peeing his pants. He could only use his other hand that was not stepped on to catch dad's corner and begged: "Dad, Dad, please help me, help me, I really dare not, dare not again..."

Zhou Erlang, who held him, couldn't help but stretch out his hand to beat him. How long will it be better for the family? He broke it all.

And he has two daughters. If he really wants to sell his children

Zhou Erlang thought of this and beat him harder. "I told you not to be obedient, I told you not to be obedient."

Zhou Silang hugged his head and begged for mercy.

Man Bao looked at her, pursed tightly at the corners of his mouth, turned to see her three nieces, turned and ran to the house.

Her mother Qian is leaning against the bed and caressing her chest. The sixth brother is holding her anxiously.

Her mother's health has been bad. Now she must be frightened.

Man Bao ran over and asked, "Mom, how much money do we have?"

Qian opened his eyes and looked at the little girl. He couldn't help wiping his tears. "Why do you ask?"

"Is there enough money to pay the debt?"

Qian cried, "kill a thousand knives. When your fourth brother comes, he should drown. There is still a difference of four or five Liang in the family."

Man Bao asked, "do you want them to drag the fourth brother away?"

"They come all the way over the mountain. If they don't give a penny and can't get out of the village, they can kill your fourth brother alive. Do we have the heart to see him die?"

Qian Shi knows this truth, and Lao Zhou tou can't understand it. Now he just can't give up.

Man Bao stressed with a serious face: "you can't sell your niece."

Qian touched her head and said, "if you don't sell, you'll sell your fourth brother, and you won't sell them. That evil animal."