Qingsi thinks that my mother is the best, and my mother is the best.

Does Qingsi feel like her mother is shining now.

However, it is obvious that Yan ruke doesn't pay attention to Nie Qiuping's kindness, and doesn't listen to her words. She just feels that she has been beaten in the face. She is angry and resentful. Suddenly, she rushes up and pushes Nie Qiuping hard: "you are such a bad woman. No wonder my brother never comes back for you. Just wait. My brother won't want you. You'll live a lifetime 。”

After all, Nie Qiuping was rescued from the water. Not long after, she was really out of breath when she was rescued. Otherwise, her soul would not come back.

She was still very weak. She was pushed back by Yan ruke.

"Mom." Qingsi wants to help her, but she is too small to help. Nie Qiuping shakes twice and falls down.

Yan ruke said: "I don't need you to take care of me. You can take your money losing goods and die in this small village."

After scolding, Yan ruke turns around and runs away.

Green silk red eyes: "Mom, don't be angry, my sister-in-law has a bad temper, she has always been like this..."

Nie Qiuping was pushed a little dizzy in front of her eyes. She nodded: "mother knows if Qingsi is hungry. Mother will make noodles for you."

"I'm not hungry, mom. Rest first."

Nie Qiuping's heart is so sad that she seems to have been stabbed several times. She trembles and touches her daughter's soft hair. Her daughter is 8 years old, but she has been malnourished for a long time. She looks like a child who is only six or seven years old. Her arms and legs are thin, as if she can break them with a pinch.

Every new year, as long as the family to improve the situation, good things to eat Yan ruke, green silk can eat very little.

In this era, most of the northern rural areas were still very poor. It wasn't long before they got rid of food and clothing, and the Yan family was even poorer.

There is no young laborer, no one to help. Yan Songnan has been away for several years, and he comes back occasionally. Before, when his parents were still there, he might get some money, but he gave it all to his parents, and Nie Qiuping didn't get a cent.

Three years ago, after two old people of Yan family died, Yan Songnan almost never came back. There is no difference between living and dead.

It all depends on a woman to grow a few mu of land, but it can't do some physical work in the spare time like some men.

You can imagine how hard the Yan Family's life is.

Although Qingsi didn't suffer from hunger, it was just not hungry.

Nie Qiuping put her arms around her recovered daughter, "Qingsi, mother u will protect you and make you live a good life."

She wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, got up and forced herself to give it to her daughter.

Qingsi sits at the kitchen door, holding her small face and waiting.

Before long, she smelled a burst of noodles, her eyes were bright: "Wow, mom, today's noodles are so fragrant."

Nie Qiuping is sour and astringent. She says with a smile, "it's not only more fragrant, but also better."

When she brought up the noodles, yanqingsi exclaimed, "Wow, there are eggs."

There is a hen at home, but the eggs she usually lays are saved and sold in the market town. Even if she usually eats them, Yan ruke comes back from school and gives her one. Qingsi seldom gets eggs.

Nie Qiuping endured her bitterness and said, "yes, there are eggs. Later Mother let us Qingsi eat eggs every day. "

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