Huang Guoqiang's stomach hurt all night that night. It was not until the next day that Bai Lulu sent him to see a doctor.
He said he was a doctor, but he was actually the barefoot doctor in the village. He frowned and said, "Hey! What's going on?"
"He's had a stomachache all night. Doctor, please take a look!"
The barefoot doctor said: "I can't bear to see this. I have a headache and a fever. I'm okay. This stomachache hurts. Can you send me to the hospital in town quickly?"
Bai Lulu was anxious and wanted to jump: "Huang Silang, if anything happens to Guoqiang, I will fight with you. It will all be blamed on that broomstick Fubao."
These words made Huang Silang tremble with anger. After calming down, he picked up Huang Guoqiang, found a bullock cart, and took him to the hospital in the town.
But after a long look, the doctor found nothing wrong, and Huang Guoqiang no longer felt any pain.
After a day of tossing, Huang Silang took the two of them back home.
Fu Bao slept peacefully, but Mrs. Huang was in great pain for her. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to eat enough, so she asked someone to buy her milk powder. This small bag cost 80 cents, and she also bought a milk bottle.
To be honest, Fu Bao really doesn't have enough to eat, and Li Mei herself is as thin as a bean sprout, so how can she get enough milk?
Fu Bao eats milk powder twice a day. If other children don't have enough to eat, they use rice cereal to treat them, but Mrs. Huang is reluctant to part with it.
She had three outfits just for clothes. Fu Bao was wearing a small skirt and was quite happy to see the vibrant scene in the yard.
Lentils, tomatoes, vegetables, eggplants, and cucumbers are planted in the yard, and butterflies fly around from time to time.
"Ah...ah..." Fu Bao was in a good mood, but suddenly the door was kicked open.
Bai Lulu walked in with Huang Guoqiang in her arms. She looked at the Fu Bao in Mrs. Huang's hand and became very angry.
She was wearing a blue skirt. The fabric was hidden by Mrs. Huang in a camphor box. Before she got married, she knew that Mrs. Huang had a box of good things passed down from her ancestors.
Otherwise, her father, who is the village chief, would not be able to marry her into the Huang family.
She had asked many times to ask for a piece of fabric to make clothes for her three children, but Mrs. Huang ignored her.
It's good now, it's all on this little bitch. The key is that she's a loser. Her eyes were red, so she picked up the child and went into the house.
Mrs. Huang only heard a "bang" and she quickly cursed:
"Are you seeking death? You don't even know how to close the door properly, right? You show your face to me that I provoked you?
Fourth child! You came back just in time. Look, no one takes me seriously now. "
Huang Silang looked at Fu Bao in her arms and said, "Hey! With her virtue, she has spoiled the child so much. Is Fu Bao good?"
Mrs. Huang looked at Fu Bao who was about to fall asleep in her arms and said, "How could our baby not be well-behaved? I even think this child can understand me. Come on, Fu Bao smiles."
Fu Bao's eyes were about to tremble, but he still smiled to show his dignity.
Old Mrs. Huang was very happy: "I'll just say it! This girl is so lovable."
Bai Lulu listened to the sounds outside and felt the tip of her nose sore with anger:
"What's so great about it? He's just a loser, but he's still paying for his fortune!
It's ridiculous that this poor family can still produce a lucky treasure. I'd better not let this dead girl fall into my hands. "
Bai Lulu gritted her teeth even more.
As the sun set, several brothers came down from the mountain. Huang Nianmei took out two pheasants from her basket and said, "Hey, look, what did I catch?"
Old Mrs. Huang frowned and said softly: "What the hell, I haven't applied the roof tiles for three days and asked you to keep your voice down when you come back. Yo! What is this..."
Huang Nianmei said softly: "Pheasant, milk, you are too loud. You have disturbed my sister. These two pheasants are so stupid that they actually got into my back basket. This is the first time I have encountered them."
Old Mrs. Huang said happily: "Kill one tonight, and your uncle will sell this one alive in the town."
Why must Huang Dalang sell pheasants? Because this guy is honest and never cheats.
In the evening, the Huang family smelled the aroma of meat. As soon as Lin Jinhua came home and smelled it, she went to the kitchen.
Seeing Lin Yan lighting the fire, Lin Jinhua said: "Third brother and sister, where did you get this chicken? Isn't it too fragrant?"
Lin Yan said coldly and calmly: "Your son caught this from the mountain and burned it specially for my sister-in-law."
"Why should I feed her the chicken my son caught?" Lin Jinhua looked at the door and saw Old Mrs. Huang looking at her coldly, trembling, and said bravely: "Dad and mom couldn't even take a bite."
Old Mrs. Huang snorted coldly and said, "I don't need you to worry about it. Just take care of yourself."
Mrs. Huang poured all the chicken soup into a bowl and even took away the chicken butt.
Lin Jinhua smelled the smell and was so angry that she wanted to jump. Finally, she put a bowl of water in, washed the pot, took a few sips, and finally tasted the chicken soup.
Li Mei was dumbfounded when she saw a large basin of chicken soup. Mrs. Huang said with a cold face: "Drink it."
Li Mei felt like she was dreaming. While eating chicken and drinking soup, she was still thinking that Mrs. Huang was interested in her.
After she finished drinking the chicken soup, Mrs. Huang brought Fu Bao over and said, "Feed her well, I'll go eat."
Li Mei hugged Fu Bao and frowned and said, "It's so troublesome. Don't you still drink milk powder every day? Hey! You have made me fat in vain. You pity my brother."
Fu Bao sucked the milk hard for a few times. This Li Mei was simply the Voldemort among Voldemorts. How could she feel sorry for her brother?
Does her brother have anything to do with her? Fu Bao couldn't speak. If she could speak, she would really want to slap her in the back. This kind of woman is the most disgusting.
"What to eat? All the good things are eaten secretly by others, so let's drink some corn porridge every day to prevent others from living. We are also grandsons, why are they not as valuable as granddaughters?" Bai Lulu was causing trouble again.
Lin Jinhua muttered: "That's right! My son can beat this chicken, I..."
Old Mrs. Huang slammed her chopsticks on the table and said, "I'm not dead yet! When will it be your turn to be the boss of this house?"
Bai Lulu retorted: "Even if you are in charge, you must be fair and just!"
Mrs. Huang looked at Bai Lulu coldly and said:
"What fairness and justice are you looking for here? Did you hunt this pheasant? Have you made any contribution to the family?
You go to work in the town every day and leave your three children at home. Do you have to hand over your salary? "
Upon hearing this, Lin Jinhua also echoed: "That's right, our work points are all given to the family, but she doesn't get any wages from work..."
Mrs. Huang gave Lin Jinhua a cold look, and Lin Jinhua quickly took the rag and pretended to wipe it.
Bai Lulu was left speechless. After a while, she said: "This was agreed before we got married. What's the use of salary now?"
Mrs. Huang nodded and said, "Yes, before we got married, I did promise that you wouldn't need to hand over your salary, but I never said that I wouldn't separate your family."
