Everyone Wants to Pamper the Peasant Girl

With a bang dang, the ax in Yan Jue's hand fell, and he let out a dull pain.

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 powerlessly.

Ajue, 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 has a cool temper 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 he glanced at her, there was a faint smile in his eyes.

That look was very provocative.

This kid, the tea taste is quite strong.

He actually gave her a cunt.

No, father and mother, look at me! It's all because of him. He made me become like this. Why don't I beat him? Fu Xing'er pointed at his face aggrievedly.

This face startled the second elder, he just cared about her beating and didn't pay attention to it, what kind of bite did he get.

Mrs. Fu was so 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 his sentence.

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 hit 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 should be played.

It's okay to mess around on weekdays, and even poke a hornet's nest.

There was nothing she dared not do.

No, it's not like that, it's him...

Mrs. Fu didn't listen to other excuses, she just 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 right, but...

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

That's right, you're still relying on Ah Jue and beating him... Isn't that going too far?

Mrs. Fu pulled her aside, thinking that it was necessary to educate her.

Fu Xing'er died of injustice, and glared angrily at Yan Jue who was still giggling over there.

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

See you for the first time.

She was actually defeated by him.

Let me tell you, you are not allowed to go out and run around again. After a while, I will sign up for you, and you can learn some musical instruments and cultivate yourself. 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 a girl to have an independent mind, I am afraid that this child is too independent.

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

This child still needs to be controlled a lot, 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.

Children in the village who are six years old 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 said, Okay, I don't want to go. At worst, I won't run up the mountain, okay?

She just wants to play now, 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 then.

Otherwise, what would it look like to run outside every day? I don't want her to grow up to be gentle and pleasant, and just look a little bit girly.

Grandma, speak for me. Fu Xing'er held Mrs. Fu's hand, and she was the only one in the family who spoke the most weight.

As long as she doesn't agree, parents have nothing to do.

Mrs. Fu felt that this was for her own good, and it was fine if she couldn't learn embroidery, but it would be better for a girl to have some skills.

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

The love will be loved, but not spoiled. 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.

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.

Because Fubao is the only girl in the family, 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 didn't help, Fu Xing'er looked at Fu's second child eagerly.

Nuo Nuo called out: Father.

That father called Fu's second son's heart softened, and was about to say that the child can learn if he wants to learn, and it's useless to force it if he doesn't like it.

Dare to speak for Fubao!

Go kneeling on the washboard tonight.

Fu's second son didn't dare to disobey in an instant, Father listens to your mother.

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

Father, you hate me! You still say that I am your treasure, but if you have your mother, I will be nothing. Fu Xing'er snorted.

Father and mother are all 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 leaving, he passed Yan Jue's side, raised his foot and prepared to step on it hard.

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

Brat, this grudge is over.

Wait for me!

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

It's fine.

lunch.

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

When Jiang Xinghua saw her coming, she thought she wanted to help, Sister-in-law, it's fine if I'm here, just sit at the dining table and wait for the meal.

Jiang Xinghua was scooping up rice bowl by bowl, 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 after I've scooped it up, before it gets burned.

After scooping up several bowls of rice, Fu Xing'er took one of the bowls and smiled wickedly.

Brat, I'll let you eat!