Watching the children wolfing down the food, Cheng Xiang felt soft and sour in his heart. Zhou Tianlei was running around every day to make money, presumably to give his three children a better life.
But he didn't know that in a place he couldn't see, the children were struggling to survive.
The original owner had also lived under her stepmother, and was used to seeing that woman's duplicity and duplicity. She had the protection of her grandparents, and she had repeatedly encountered the woman's open and covert attacks, not to mention these helpless children.
In Cheng Xiang's world, she is very fond of children. Although she is not married, every time she looks at the little person who looks like a glutinous rice dumpling, she will feel an inexplicable maternal love. The children of relatives and friends especially like to cling to her.
Now that she has come to this world and become a stepmother, she believes that she will be a good and loving stepmother. Anyway, Zhou Tianlei is not good at it, and she cannot have a baby. With a few of them, doesn't it mean that she can give birth to a baby painlessly?
It’s quite a bargain when you think about it.
As for the wariness of these three children towards her, she could understand it. After all, they had encountered too much malice. Now they were like frightened little beasts. It would take time to get into their hearts and gain their approval.
After eating the dumplings, the three children slumped on the stools with satisfaction. It seemed that they were really full.
She sent the two boys back to their room for a lunch break, and she took Qing'er for a lunch break.
The embarrassed Qing'er looked at the beautiful and gentle smile of the woman in front of him and slowly relaxed, lying on the soft big bed, listening to the sweet woman beside him telling him stories, and slowly fell asleep.
The two boys came to the room and were stunned for a moment. The room was tidied up and the clothes were folded neatly.
The bedding on the bed was dry and clean. It smelled like the sun, so it must have been exposed to the sun.
Zhou Yang carelessly rolled onto the bed and fell asleep.
"This woman, let's see how long she can keep pretending," Zhou Tianxing thought to himself while lying on the bed.
Qing'er woke up and saw Cheng Xiang squinting his eyes and fanning her with a fan, bringing a slight chill. She hadn't slept so comfortably and at ease for a long time. She stared at Cheng Xiang's beautiful and soft eyebrows and felt in her heart It's so sweet, she likes her.
Cheng Xiang opened his eyes and saw Qing'er smiling too. He pulled her up and took her to wash her face. Looking at Qing'er's messy, frizzy hair and Liu Hai covering her eyes, he planned to give her a haircut.
"Qing'er's hair is too long, can we cut it?" Her voice was as gentle as water flowing into Qing'er's heart.
She nodded obediently.
In the yard, Qing'er sat obediently. Just as Cheng Xiang took out the scissors, a figure suddenly rushed out and pushed her down.
The force was so strong that Cheng Xiang tilted and fell to the ground. His arms were propped up on the ground and were painfully separated by the stones on the ground.
As soon as Zhou Tianxing came out of the room, he saw Cheng Xiang walking towards Qing'er with a pair of scissors. He was startled and rushed forward to push Cheng Xiang away and hold Qing'er in his arms, his eyes full of fear and wariness.
He looked at the scissors in Cheng Xiang's hand and unconsciously touched his thigh.
There is a scar there, which was made by his stepmother with scissors when he was six years old. That year, his stepmother asked him to look at his younger brother. When his younger brother accidentally fell, his stepmother came out of the house and whipped him with a thorn stick without saying a word.
In desperation, he pushed his stepmother down and ran outside. Her stepmother picked up the scissors and threw them at him, pricking his thigh. He bled a lot and he thought he was going to die. Thanks to Chen Jiao passing by, he was sent to the hospital. Place.
When he saw Cheng Xiang holding the scissors, he rushed over without hesitation.
Cheng Xiang got up from the ground and looked at her arms. There were a few streaks of blood on her fair forearms. She calmly patted the dirt on her body, looked at Zhou Tianxing and said, "I just want to cut Qing'er's hair."
Qing'er looked up at her uncle, blinked and nodded.
Zhou Tianxing looked at Cheng Xiang at a loss and took a few steps back. He didn't know how Cheng Xiang would punish him for his collision.
Cheng Xiang said nothing, just waved Qing'er over and continued cutting her hair.
"Okay, the cutting is done, let's go play." Cheng Xiang looked at the cute little girl with a bob hair in front of him, and was very satisfied with his workmanship.
Zhou Tianxing has been sitting aside, watching Qing'er's unkempt long hair turn into a smooth and neat short hair with bangs, wrapping her little face, looking so cute and cute.
He saw Cheng Xiang tidying up the broken hair on the floor and washing her arms in front of the faucet. The red marks on her white lotus-like arms were so shocking.
He felt that he had gotten into trouble, and he didn't know how this woman would punish him or whether he should run away.
But the woman didn't seem to have any reaction. She just washed herself and went into the house. When she came out, she gave him a few candies.
"Go and give them both a share."
Zhou Tianxing looked at Cheng Xiang with confusion on his face. Cheng Xiang put the candy into his hand and said in a sincere tone: "Can you help me chop some firewood? I want to eat pancakes tonight."
......What's the meaning? Corporal punishment? That's it?
Zhou Tianxing looked at the woman's bright smiling face, opened his mouth, and said "Oh"
Turn around, pick up the machete and go out.
Cheng Xiang looked at Zhou Tianxing's back and smiled lightly.
She took out the radishes given by Chen Jiao and planned to make some dried radishes. In the summer, she would pickle some sweet and sour radishes to eat with her meal.
While she was washing and cutting strips, Xiao Qing'er was playing with water next to her, laughing happily.
After drying the radishes, Cheng wanted to splash water with Qing'er. Qing'er giggled, and suddenly the door rang.
Cheng Xiang looked up and saw a woman coming in with two braids and a blue-red t-shirt. She was slightly fat and had slightly dark skin. Her eyebrows seemed to have been painted with something, making them hard and dark. .
When she saw Cheng Xiang, her eyebrows came together and she asked in a rough voice, "Who are you?"
This sounds like a bad person. Cheng Xiang thought to himself, I don't have to be too polite: "You come to my house and ask me who I am? What's the truth?"
"Your home?" The woman looked Cheng up and down and thought, "Are you that city woman?"
"My name is Cheng Xiang. I have a given name. Who are you?" Cheng Xiang asked Qing'er while wiping the water from her face.
"I'm here to see Brother Lei." She said and walked in on her own.
"Tian Lei is not at home." Cheng Xiang walked over and stood in front of her: "I am at home with my child. It is really not convenient for strangers to come in. I'm sorry, please go out."
When the woman heard this, she exploded: "Am I a stranger? I know this family better than you, Qing girl, tell her who I am."
Qing'er seemed to be afraid of her, huddled behind Cheng Xiang and said timidly: "She is an aunt."
