Chapter 39: Bad Intentions

He was originally not good at talking and was not very good at coaxing children.

Yun Qinghuan had no choice but to squat down and half-hold the little guy and coax him softly, "An An, you are still young, you don't need to protect your mother now, you can protect your mother when An An grows up a little bit."

"Really?" The little guy sniffed his nose, but because he was too sad, there was a lot of snot hanging under his nostrils.

Yun Qinghuan was a little worried about him, but he wanted to laugh when he saw him like this, so he held back his laughter, fearing that he would annoy the little guy and it would be difficult to coax him.

After all, the little guy was still talking about protecting her wholeheartedly, and it was not appropriate for her to laugh now.

"Really."

His voice was trembling.

Bai Naihan looked at her several times from the side, and he found that his sister-in-law was not as quiet as his mother said, but a little eccentric, with a different idea every now and then, and would play tricks on people.

In the countryside, girls like Yun Qinghuan are not welcomed. They think that girls should be honest and obedient, support their families and not cause trouble.

But Bai Naihan likes such girls very much. He does not think that girls should revolve around the stove. Girls also have the right to pursue their own lives.

Wang Shufeng was talking to someone who came with her. As a result, she accidentally turned back and saw Bai Naihan looking at Yun Qinghuan with a slightly appreciative look. He narrowed his eyes slightly and calculated. He turned his sight back quickly for fear of being discovered.

As usual, Bai Naihan's keen insight should allow him to detect that others were looking at him, but unfortunately, at this moment, because the surrounding environment was very comfortable, he relaxed his vigilance. In addition, he kept looking at Yun Qinghuan and her son with a smile on his face, so he ignored Wang Shufeng's ill intentions.

Bai Jinan felt much better after hearing what his mother said. He wiped the tears from his face with his hands, "Then I will eat a lot and grow up quickly."

Grandma said that he could only grow up quickly if he ate more.

"Okay, An'an, eat more in the future, but don't be picky. If you don't eat vegetables, you won't grow tall either."

The little guy's face fell for a moment when he heard this, and then he clenched his fists, "I eat to grow taller!"

He looked like he was enduring humiliation, and people couldn't help laughing.

Not long after, under the scorching sun, Old Man Li came trembling in his ox cart and waved to them. Everyone quickly found a good seat.

Many people went there empty-handed, but when they came back, many people's bags were full. I don't know what they bought. Everyone wrapped themselves tightly for fear that others would see them.

Just like Wang Shufeng, she brought back a lot of things, which attracted many people to look at her frequently.

Things in this era are precious. I don't know how much money and money it would cost to bring back so many things. It can be seen that Wang Shufeng's family is probably well-off.

Being watched, Wang Shufeng raised her chin proudly and glanced at Yun Qinghuan with a smug look.

As both were sent to the countryside as educated youth, her parents treated her much better than Yun Qinghuan's parents.

Wang Shufeng's parents were afraid that she would be hungry and cold here, and they wanted to send all the good things from home every time. Unlike Yun Qinghuan, her parents Chen Pandi and Yun Yong were afraid that she would live too well in the countryside, and they were greedy for things and refused to send them to the city. Every time they wrote to her, they either lacked this or that, and tried every means to ask the original owner for things.

Therefore, during the time when the original owner was in the educated youth point, everyone could see that she lived a very poor life. She often didn't have enough to eat, and she had to do farm work. She was so tired that her face was a little sallow, which weakened her beauty.

But after she married Bai Wensong, her living conditions improved, and she may have become a real woman, and she felt more beautiful.

So Wang Shufeng was naturally not convinced that even the last bit she could show off was surpassed by the original owner.

She often said to the original owner that she married a peasant and was blind to choose a disabled man. Her words were vicious, but she couldn't hide her sourness.

After all, it was obvious that Bai Wensong was good to the original owner.

Now that Bai Wensong has passed away and Yun Qinghuan has become a widow, Wang Shufeng suddenly felt that she could be proud in front of her again, so she showed off anything that might hit Yun Qinghuan.

Yun Qinghuan's mouth twitched. She originally planned to sit next to her, but she directly sat on the other side with her things, intending to stay away from her, not caring about Wang Shufeng's boasting at all.

Wang Shufeng saw that Yun Qinghuan didn't react, and her eyes drooped down, and she didn't look good all the way.

Yun Qinghuan was still a little uncomfortable when she went there, but when she came back, she might have eaten well at noon, and she didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, she was interested in looking at the scenery on the roadside.

Old man Li was not in a hurry to drive the ox cart, so he drove back slowly.

Everyone chatted again.

It was a rare slow pace, and Yun Qinghuan liked it very much. In modern times, she was very busy acting every day. She had to get up before dawn to put on makeup and leave the set at midnight. She was tired like a spinning top and never rested properly.

In fact, there was nothing good about the country roads in the 1970s. The roads were all dirt roads, bumpy, with ordinary trees planted next to them, and then there were endless crops, but the fragrance of wheat that she smelled at the tip of her nose made her feel that it was better than roses, and she couldn't help but sniff it deeply.

When she arrived at the entrance of the village, she deliberately wrapped the food she brought for Liu Yuzhi with layers of torn newspapers, for fear that the smell of meat would escape and people would gossip about it.

After all, many people in the village could not eat a bite of meat all year round.

She also learned to be smart, and wrapped the bag of shoes with newspapers, and then let Bai Naihan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, hold it.

Because the man was sitting in a wheelchair, the things in his arms were not so obvious.

Bai Naihan took it and chuckled, "Quite a few people saw it. Isn't it a bit late to wrap it now?"

Yun Qinghuan glanced at him, "The fewer people who saw it, the fewer people would nag about it. Besides, those people shouldn't be so long-mouthed and nagging about other people's things."

She felt guilty for saying this.

But she didn't care. Anyway, when someone asked, she would make up an excuse.

Because Yun Qinghuan wrapped the food and shoes in advance, no one deliberately asked her what she bought when they met along the way, which made her feel relieved.

When she got home, Liu Yuzhi hadn't come back yet, so she cleaned up and prepared to cook. Because several people had just eaten and hadn't digested it yet, they were not hungry, so she planned to make pumpkin porridge and steam a few sweet potatoes for dinner, and put the buns and vegetables left for Liu Yuzhi on the grate to steam.

When the little guy saw her steaming buns, he hurriedly took the half-eaten bun he had eaten and said, "Mom, there's still mine!"

He was afraid that she would forget.

Yun Qinghuan looked at the bun he was chewing, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He took a small bowl and put the half-eaten bun in it to steam.