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Chapter 357

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wen's good mood came to an abrupt end when she returned home and saw the kitchen without any breath. There was no smile on her face, she threw the basket on the ground hard, and cursed a few hatefully.

Hearing the movement at the door, Li Daya, who was coaxing her younger brother in the room, hurriedly ran out. Seeing Wen's face gloomy, she was so scared that she shrank her neck and shouted in a low voice: "Mom, you're back!"

Li Daya is the eldest daughter of Wen and Gangzi. She is already ten years old this year. She looks thin and small like a child of seven or eight years old. Originally, Gangzi was still there, and he was willing to work hard. Even if he couldn't make the family eat big fish and meat, at least he wouldn't go hungry. Moreover, the family is not as beautiful as they are together, and money cannot be exchanged for money.

After Gangzi left, everything changed. The Li family was not as good as before. Wen's temper became sometimes better and sometimes worse. He didn't like Li Daya's daughter very much. He would beat or scold her if he was not satisfied. Over time, he made a cheerful, lively and likable little girl look like she is now.

"Stupid girl, I'm not dead yet. Who are you showing me with a sad face?" Li Daya's appearance deeply stimulated Wen. She didn't want to slap Li Daya in the face without thinking.

"Ah" Li Daya couldn't help but scream in pain. Her cheeks, which were so thin that she was not visible to her flesh, became even red and swollen at a level visible to the naked eye, which shows how heavy it was for Wen.

"Dare you still dare to scream? I will tear your mouth apart again!" Wen's slapped Li Daya hard on the thin back, and he beat Li Daya backwards and fell to the ground.

Li Daya's back was so painful that she wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry. She had to hold back her tears and grit her teeth and prevent her from making any noise, for fear of another beating.

Wen glared at Li Daya several times, and his unhappiness dissipated slightly, and then he asked with a stern face: "Where are your grandparents going again?"

Li Daya didn't dare to hide it and said in a crying voice: "My grandma, she is laying out boards at Grandma Tian's house, and grandpa is going to clear the ditch in the wheat field."

Now it is winter, and even the weeds in the field are not growing, so there is no work. Grandma Li can't stop and takes on the work of cloth boarding, so she goes to Grandma Tian's house as Li Daya calls it every day to make cloth boarding.

These cloth plates are made of soles of shoe soles and are indirectly working for mulberry leaves. If Grandma Li hadn't had her eyes clear and had a good skill when she was young, she would have picked up needlework and thread to make tiger-head shoes.

However, the paste is not bad, it is simple and light. You can earn more or less one or two hundred cents in a month, and the family will have the money for oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

After hearing this, Wen frowned again. He did not start cursing anymore. He just shouted to Li Daya: "Why are you still standing stupidly? Why don't you go cook quickly!"

Li Daya didn't dare to stand, so she hurried to the kitchen and started washing vegetables and rice with her hands and feet, for fear that Wen would dislike her again and would be beaten and scolded by her for no reason.

Wen did not stare at Li Daya cooking. She picked up the basket on the ground and went into her room.

As soon as she took out a pack of things in the basket and hid it, she saw the eldest son and the younger son lying on the door frame and secretly looking inside. She suddenly felt a little panicked and rarely looked cold to her two sons: "What have you two seen?"

The older one is already seven years old and his name is Li Daqiang. When he heard Wen's question, he was not afraid, but also asked with a smile: "Mom, have you bought candy? I saw you hiding the candy bag."

The smaller one was Li Xiaoqiang. When he heard the candy, his eyes immediately lit up. He sucked his black fingers and said, "Sweet, mother, eat candy, you have to eat candy!"

Wen was startled, afraid that his two sons would have eaten it by mistake because they thought it was sugar. He immediately warned: "Da Baoer, Xiao Baoer, that was the rat poison bought by his mother, it was poisoned by the rats. You two must not touch it!"

Li Daqiang was very cautious and did not believe Wen's words. But he knew that Wen was at home and could not eat candy. His eyes rolled and pretended to believe it, and even warned his younger brother Xiaoqiang: "My mother said that it is rat poison, not sugar, and people cannot eat it."

Li Xiaoqiang was only four years old and didn't know what rat poison was. When he heard that it was not sugar and he couldn't eat it, he pursed his mouth and was about to cry: "Sugar... I want to eat candy, Xiao Baoer wants to eat candy..."

Wen was very distressed and quickly picked up his youngest son to coax him: "Be good at Xiao Baoer, my mother will go to buy you candy tomorrow. In a while, even if you eat candy every day, my mother can buy it for you."

The child was so coaxed. It was said that there was sugar every day. Li Xiaoqiang burst into tears and smiled: "Okay, okay, eat candy, eat candy, eat candy, eat candy every day!"

I don’t know if it was because of the coaxing of the youngest son, but Wen also smiled, and the love in his eyes seemed to be overflowing: “Good baby, I will definitely let you eat candy every day and let you live a good life!”

After talking to his two sons for a while, Wen remembered that he had something to do, so he reminded him to do something else. He was sure that she would not come back for a while, and Li Daqiang immediately held his brother's hand and headed straight to the wooden box where Wen had just hidden something.

The box was placed on the shelf, and Li Daqiang opened the box on tiptoe. His hand touched the box, and soon he touched something like a paper bag. He immediately took it out with a secret joy...

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