In the evening, song Xijiao couldn't help but cry out: "time flies so fast!"

The fastest speed has been used, but only six books have been bound.

Looking at the mountain like manuscripts piled in front of me, and the orders full of 12 pieces of paper being copied, I can hardly breathe.

You have to get help!

Who are you looking for? There are not many people who can make her believe, only Zhong Chun, brother, sister-in-law and Song Mother. Zhongchun wants to be busy with his own business. His brother works in a bamboo paper mill. Song's mother is getting older and seems to have to trouble his sister-in-law.

Fortunately, this work is not tiring. My sister-in-law can help a lot by resting at home.

Thinking of this, she went to the bamboo paper mill and asked for a bamboo basket. She put all the books and materials that needed to be bound into the basket and went downstairs with her back.

At the door, Zhongchun is chatting with the man.

"In the past month, no one has come to ask for trouble? Well, thank you very much, young master Hu. Before he left, he told the constable in the Yamen to pay more attention to us. Those ghosts and monsters dare not come to our door! "

Zhong Chun nodded. He was about to say something when he saw song Xijiao coming down the stairs. He nodded to his friend and went over to untie the bamboo basket on her back and hang it on his shoulder.

Song Xijiao hugged his arm and leaned on him. She said, "I'm so tired I have to go to bed early tonight

"Well, let's go back early. I've finished the dinner."

"What did you do?" Song Xijiao was already hungry and could not help looking at him expectantly.

Zhong Chun a smile, way: "home you know."

"It's a matter of fact."

Song Xijiao pinched his arm in a stuffy way. As a result, Zhongchun was indifferent. She couldn't help feeling: "are you still a human being? This doesn't hurt?"

Zhong Chun sneered: "are you still a human being? It doesn't hurt to pinch at will. "

"Well, then I'll practice more on your arm!"

They went home together, and before they got home, they saw a little boy coming out of the alley and flying into song Xijiao's arms.

"Mother! Chestnut wants to die

Song Xijiao hugged the chestnuts and hugged them well. Then she squatted down and tried to pick him up. After two attempts, she couldn't get up. She couldn't help looking at the chestnuts with a sad face: "chestnut, I haven't seen you for a month. You want your mother to be fat."

Chestnut shyly scratched his head, embarrassed way: "this month grandma is afraid I am in a bad mood, always give me roast meat to eat."

Song Xijiao couldn't hold the baby, so she could only take him home by hand.

It's summer, so I don't have to eat in the house to keep out the wind, so I put the food on the stone table in the yard. As soon as I entered the courtyard, the familiar smell of rice came, and song Xijiao was moved to tears.

No matter how delicious the food is outside, it is not as comfortable as the one at home. What's more, there is nothing delicious to eat along the way.

She can't wait to come to the table, look down, there are corn cakes, barbecued meat, chicken soup, vegetables and egg soup, all of which she loves to eat.

Zhong Chun saw that her eyes were shining, and he patted her head with a smile: "have a meal."

"I wash my hands first!" Song Xijiao rushed to the well to wash her hands, then ran back and sat down, picked up chopsticks and ate.

After dinner, song Xijiao saw that the sky was still bright, so she took her specialty, carried her bamboo basket and chestnuts to song Yuanhan's home. Along the way, chestnuts pulled her hand and kept swinging around.

Song Xijiao knew that he must be bored this month, so she chatted with him more and picked up some stories about Huizhou customs that he could understand.

Approaching the door of Song Yuan's cold house, chestnut suddenly called out: "brother han zi!"

Han zi is playing with a group of children at the entrance of the alley. When he hears the sound of chestnut, he immediately gets up and runs towards him. The two brothers get together and chatter and laugh. Song Xijiao doesn't care about them. He tells chestnut not to run around and goes straight to the door.

Through the door, I heard the voice of song Yuanhan and Zhang's, and only heard Zhang's way: "put away the quilt on my bed. It's too hot to cover it. It's hard to feel hot at night."

The woman answered and went into the room.

Song Xijiao opened the door and laughed and called out, "sister-in-law!"

As soon as he heard song Xijiao's voice, Zhang stood up immediately, with a smile on his face: "ouch, sister, why are you so late?"

Song Yuanhan also came out of the inner room. Seeing that she came by herself, he could not help complaining: "this Zhongchun, how can you go out alone?"

"It's going to be curfew soon. Our two families are close. It's OK."

Song Yuanhan immediately shook his head and worried: "I didn't mention it to you when I saw you were tired in the bamboo paper mill today. That week Road, he can go down! However, it is no longer humane, and now it is more ferocious than before. Just a few days ago, I twisted his hair and sent him to be my aunt. "

On hearing this, song Xijiao opened her mouth in surprise. After going out for too long, she forgot Zhou Lu completely. Yes, it's been a month. Zhou Lu can go down to the ground. Isn't he going to revenge her and Hu que?Zhang also took song Xijiao's hand and sighed: "sister, don't blame your sister-in-law's talkiness. Your elder sister She She came to me a few days ago and sent me some cloths. I thought that she was aware of her conscience and remembered that she had a brother. I don't know. She came to me to inquire about you. He also urged me to deal with you... "

"What? Qing Han? What will she do to Fu Xijiao? "

This is also the first time that song Yuanhan heard Zhang's saying this, but he was not angry at all. Although both of them are his sisters, song Xijiao is a mother's compatriots, and song QingHan is the daughter of the eldest lady. His feelings are not close enough. In addition, song Yuanhan now takes song Xijiao as a treasure. When he hears that song QingHan wants to deal with her, he even frightens the light of hatred.

Zhang sighed, looked at Song Xijiao, hesitated and said, "she said Let me go out to spread the gossip between my sister and Zhou Lu, and instigate my sister to stay with Zhong Chun. Then let Zhou Lu take her to Zhou's house and become a concubine. "

"This poisonous woman Song Yuanhan patted the table and got up angrily. "Zhou Lu's boy is inhumane. What did she take Xijiao to do?"

How much song QingHan hates her, song Xijiao already knows, but when she hears her insidious plot from other people's mouth, she still feels cold hearted.

She is not song Xijiao. She has no blood relationship with song QingHan. They all want to maintain this relationship. Song QingHan, as her sister, is so painful to kill her that she would rather die than live. It's really She shook her head and patted song Yuanhan's arm: "OK, brother, don't mention her. I come to you for something and want to trouble you."

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