Chapter 7:

"My mother is born prematurely... This is the car on the project, I am on duty in the hospital, help me to send my mother and my brother back... I will ignite it to my mother. When I went up, I wouldn’t say more to my nephews. I have time to come to my house to talk..."
Xiaoqiu took a red cloth and hung it on the fence door. He greeted a few nephews and hurried into the house.
She just glanced at the things given by Wu Haigang. The net pocket should be milk powder and white sugar. In the bag, it should be white noodles. These things can be precious in the eyes of the villagers. If she is the grandmother. Or Xiaogu saw that the appointment could be taken away without leaving the place... Temporary she was alone at home, but she could not face the conflict between the mother and the daughter. She still hurry to find a place to hide.
In the net pocket, there are two bags of milk powder and two bags of brown sugar. In the bag, it is not white flour, but the rice of white flowers... Xiaoqiu licks, basically can't get up, it is estimated that there are twenty pounds!
She licked her net in one hand, licked her bag in one hand, and turned her body to look at the empty room. The house was almost at a glance, and where was it hidden so that it could not be found?
The next moment, she raised her own hands - the net pocket milk pink sugar bag was gone, her hands were empty, only the two pockets left on her fingers, showing her the previous milk powder Brown sugar rice has existed, not her imagination!
For a moment, she tried to reach out and her palms up, saying in her heart: "Milk powder!"
A flower in front of me, a bag of milk powder appeared in her hand!
"Put it up!" Milk powder disappeared out of thin air! it is good! well!
Try the same: "rice!"
Half a bag of rice fell on her palm, and she successfully dumped Xiaoqiu on the ground: "Hey... the hands are broken!"
Yes, try healing: "healing! ... healing! ... healing!"
Unfortunately, she whispered several times, the bruises on the palm of her hand still oozing blood, burning pain!
It turns out that only the object can be repaired, and it is useless for people to be injured! Ok, she can't be too greedy!
I found a proper hiding method for rice milk powder. Xiaoqiu’s hand did not pay attention to the small abrasions on the hands. I took a bowl in the cupboard and dug a half bowl of rice to prepare the porridge. Said that white rice porridge to the mother to eat is also soft and good digestion, more nutritious, much stronger than corn paste.
When the rice was just dug out, I heard a big door call: "Is the second home back?"
It was the voice of my grandmother! In Xiaoqiu’s heart, he subconsciously took the rice bag and a bowl of rice in his hand.
Looking at the empty hands, Xiaoqiu couldn’t think too much, and quickly walked over to the grandmother who came to the house! Niang still doesn't know that Xiaomei is taken away by her aunt. Otherwise, she still doesn't know how to be anxious... Mother is premature, still sitting on the moon, and hurting and hurting the body!
Going out of the house, Xiaoqiu saw that it was not just the grandmother who came in, but Xiaogu Wang Aiqiao followed behind!
She forced the anger in her heart and held up a smile. She gave a cry: "Grandma, Xiaogu, are you coming? I am telling you a happy event, my mother has added a little brother to me!"
"Hey, women have a child who is born with the righteousness, is there a rare thing?" Wang Aiqiao first grinned, and his face did not agree.
Xiaoqiu's grandmother took a little daughter, but she didn't see any smile on her face. "I finally got a kid out, and it's not easy!"
This is a mocking of Song Xiulian’s third birth to give birth to a boy!
Xiaoqiu is not looking annoyed, said: "Grandma, my mother gave you a grandson this time, should you take the eggs to give my mother a month? I am three times, you cook two every day. Eggs, give the three sisters a month!"
"Hey, this is a good job? There are no hens, where are the eggs?" Wang Aiqiao said with a sigh of relief, he opened the autumn and went straight into the house: "Not to say Your mother-in-law sent the little sleeper back, and left a few things, something 呐?... 咋 半 half a bag of milk powder? Is it that you are hiding?
Xiaoqiu catches a few steps, and the baggage on the table has been opened by Wang Aiqiao. Several pieces of clothes and his brother’s diapers have been pulled to the ground. Wang Aiqiao has already put the bag of milk that Xiaoqiu bought in his hand. .
The heart is not good, how to forget this big bag of milk powder!
Almost at the same time, Xiaoqiu rushed up, grabbed the half-bag of milk powder, and turned and ran out of the house door: "Small aunt, this is the milk powder that my little brothers eat, you can't rob the mouth again." Go! You robbed, can you watch my brother starve to death..."
While shouting loudly, Xiaoqiu ran outside the gate.
They lived in two old shacks. They used to be breeding teams to raise cattle. Song Xiulian married Wang Limin. Xiaoqiu’s grandmother disagreed and did not prepare a marriage room for the two. The two people can only follow the lobby of the brigade secretary. Negotiating, I packed up the two shacks and lived in. To the east of Xiaoqiu’s home is a small open space, where the yak and the forage are piled up. Further east, in turn, Xiaoqiu Dabojia and Xiaoqiu Grandma.
Xiaoqiu Dabo’s family and Xiaoqiu’s grandmother’s house were originally a six-story house. After the separation, the courtyard wall was separated into two yards, and each of them was covered with two wing rooms.
Xiaoqiu Auntie Wei Aimei's temper is hard, can't understand the hegemony of Xiaoqiu's grandmother, and can't even understand Song Xiulian's face. There are not many exchanges between the two on weekdays, but the heart is not bad. After the first son of Song Xiulian and her mother, Wei Aimei took the initiative. After taking care of Xiaoqiu for a while, until Wang Limin’s mood was better, he was able to cook for Xiaoqiu, and he let go.
Xiaoqiu’s grandfather usually doesn’t have much words, but he is a face-in-law. Xiaoqiu shouted and ran out of the house and ran to the east.
Sure enough, Wei Hongmei frowned and walked out of the house, while sending her youngest son, Wang Chenghe, to call her grandfather, and greeted Xiaoqiu: "Autumn, what is this?"
"Auntie!" Xiaoqiu gasped and snorted, reaching out to support Auntie's arm, and her face was grievously red-eyed. "Auntie, my mother is born prematurely..."
"Well, I just heard it, I want to see your mother in the past!" Wei Hongmei took the opportunity to say.
Xiaoqiu nodded: "Auntie don't worry, my mother and my brother lived for two days, it's okay... It's my little girl. I just wanted to grab my little brother's half-pack of milk powder when I entered my house... Half a bag of milk powder, but asked the dean of the hospital to open a certificate, it was not easy to buy it, my mother still has no milk, my little girl wants to starve my little brother... oh..."
Originally, there were some dramas, and it was said that Xiaoqiu remembered the tragic death of the mother and brother of the last generation. It was really sorrow and indignation, and the tears unknowingly overflowed the eyes and cried out!
Wei Hongmei hasn't said anything yet, Wang Aiqiao has already chased him up. Xiaoqiu immediately got buried behind Da Niang and no longer talked about it. He only cried and sad.