稲川なつめ

   "Fubao, what\'s the matter with you? How can you hit someone?"

   When they came in, they saw her beating someone with a stick, which was very vigorous.

   "No, no, father, mother..." Fu Xing\'er looked back, and saw Fu\'s second child walking in, her mouth opened, and she was so guilty that she couldn\'t speak for a while.

   Mrs. Fu came over and snatched the stick from her hand, "Ah Jue is a guest, how can you beat someone."

   "No, no, mother, things are not what you see." Fu Xing\'er explained weakly.

   "Ah Jue, how are you? This girl is always spoiled by us, do you feel any pain?"

  After getting along with each other for the past few days, the Fu family has a good impression of Yan Jue. He is cold-tempered and doesn\'t talk much, but he sees life in his eyes and will help with things. He is a very down-to-earth kid.

  Yan Jue shook his head, "It\'s okay."

   Cherishing words is like gold, just a few words are enough to confirm her fault.

  When his gaze passed over her, there was a faint smile in his eyes.

   Those eyes were very provocative.

  This kid has a strong tea flavor.

   He actually gave her a penis.

   "No, father and mother, look at me! It\'s all his fault. He made me become like this, so why don\'t I beat him?" Fu Xing\'er pointed at her face aggrievedly.

   This face startled the second elder, who just cared about her beating and didn\'t pay attention, what kind of bite.

  Mother Fu was very nervous, "I have to see a doctor quickly, but don\'t push me, or your pretty face will be ruined."

   Unexpectedly, her petite face was swollen like a pig\'s head.

   Distressed and funny, what\'s going on.

   "Yes, I went to see Dr. Zheng to get medicine."

"What\'s the matter with you? I told you not to go up the mountain. You won\'t believe there are so many mosquitoes there. Look at you. Does it hurt?" Mrs. Fu blamed her, her expression showing more distress .

   "Mom, it hurts! It\'s all him..."

  Fu Xing\'er pointed to the culprit, but was cut off before finishing speaking.

  Yan Jue rarely talked too much: "She was not bitten by a bug, but a hornet\'s nest."

   "You still talk! You still talk!" Fu Xing\'er picked up the stick and wanted to beat him, but was stopped, "It\'s all your fault! If it weren\'t for you, I would have become like this."

   "Fubao! Are you courageous? You dare to poke a hornet\'s nest or die." Mrs. Fu slapped her palm a few times.

   It really should be played.

   It’s okay to mess around on weekdays, even poking a hornet’s nest.

  Is there anything she dare not do.

   "No, it\'s not like this, it\'s him..."

  Mrs. Fu did not listen to other excuses, but only asked: "Just tell me, did you poke the hornet\'s nest?"

   Ah Jue would definitely not do such a thing, she must have made trouble.

   "I did it, that\'s right, but..."

  But I only stabbed one, this kid stabbed several times to kill me.

   "That\'s right, you are still relying on A Jue and beating him... Isn\'t this too much?"

  Mrs. Fu pulled her aside, thinking that it was necessary to give her a good education.

  Fu Xing\'er died of injustice, staring angrily at Yan Jue who was still snickering over there.

   I have seen a green tea bitch, but not a green tea man.

  See you for the first time.

  She was actually defeated by him.

   "I tell you, you are not allowed to go out and run around again in the future. After a while, I will sign up for you, and you can learn some musical instruments to improve your self-cultivation. Don\'t run around like a tomboy all day long, and look like a girl."

   Mrs. Fu sighed and was a little annoyed. Although it is good for girls to have independent thinking, I am afraid that this child is too independent.

  After all, there are some thoughts that are not tolerated in this world, especially for women, they are harsh.

  This child still needs to be controlled, and she cannot be allowed to let herself go too much.

  The village head said that in order to improve the quality of the girls in the village, the village started musical instrument lessons for girls.

  The six-year-old children in the village can sign up, and the tuition is so cheap.

  As soon as Fu Xing’er heard that he wanted to learn this, Fu Xing’er had one head and two big ones, “Okay, I don’t want to go. In the worst case, I won’t run up the mountain, okay?”

  Now she just wants to play, to play with their love, to enjoy a childhood that she never had in her previous life.

   After waiting for two years, she wanted to make a lot of money.

   Mrs. Fu made up her mind: "No, I have already signed up for you, and you can go to study when the time comes."

   Otherwise, what does it look like to run outside every day? Don\'t ask her to grow up to be gentle and pleasant, and just look a little bit girly.

   "Grandma, please help me talk." Fu Xing\'er held Mrs. Fu\'s hand, and she was the most important person in the family.

  As long as she disagrees, parents have nothing to do.

  Mother Fu thinks this is for her own good. It\'s fine if she can\'t learn embroidery, but it\'s better for a girl to have some skills.

   In terms of disciplining children, Mrs. Fu will not rashly intervene.

  If you should love, you will love, but you will not spoil. "Your mother is also doing it for your own good. There are only two classes a day, so you won\'t waste much time. Why don\'t you go and play as usual after class."

  The girls in the village should learn the skills of washing and embroidery after the age of six, and they can help reduce the burden on the family at the age of eight.

   Fubao is the only girl in the family, so they can\'t bear to be so harsh.

  Thinking that they would save more money for her so that she could live a stable life in the future.

   "Father." Seeing that Mrs. Fu would not help, Fu Xing\'er looked at Fu\'s second child eagerly.

  Nuo Nuo called out: "Father."

  The father called Defu\'s second son\'s heart softened. He was about to say that the child could learn as much as he wanted, and it was useless to force him to do so.

  Dare to speak for Fubao!

  Go to kneel on the washboard tonight.

  Fu\'s second child dared not disobey in an instant, "Father listen to your mother."

  Fubao, for your father\'s happiness, you should go to study.

   "Father, you hate it! You still say that I am your treasure, but if you have your mother, I am a grass." Fu Xing\'er snorted.

   "My parents are doing it for your own good."

   "Hmph, I won\'t talk to you guys anymore." Thinking of not having a free life in the future, Fu Xing\'er was so depressed that she wanted to go back to her room and lie down.

  Before he left, he passed by Yan Jue\'s side, and raised his foot to step on it hard.

  Unexpectedly, the kid took a few steps back, pretended to pick up the ax and continued to chop wood.

  Smelly boy, this feud is settled.

   Wait for me!

   "Ah Jue, don\'t be humble to her in the future, Fubao is spoiled by our family."

"It\'s fine."

  Lunch.

  Fu Xing\'er sneaked into the kitchen, she wouldn\'t just let it go.

  Jiang Xinghua saw her coming and thought she wanted to help, "Sister-in-law, as long as I\'m here, just sit at the dining table and wait for the meal."

  Jiang Xinghua is scooping up bowls of rice, ready to send it over.

   "No, no, sister-in-law, you go out with the food first, and I\'ll help scoop the rice." Fu Xing\'er was so obedient.

   "Okay then, Fubao, be careful. I\'ll serve it when I finish scooping it up, before it gets burned."

   Scooped a few bowls of rice, Fu Xing\'er took one of the bowls and smiled wickedly.

  Smelly boy, I let you eat!

  (end of this chapter)