Until dinner time, Sanya was not seen back, so the village chief could only run to Mrs. Huang's house to pick her up.
Today was the day Sanya was dominated by Fu Bao. She knelt for an hour and then Fu Bao pulled her over to write. If she didn't write well, she would be whipped.
As soon as the village chief arrived, Sanya burst into tears: "Grandpa...Grandpa, take me home quickly...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Wuwuwu..."
The village chief frowned, and Fu Bao said, "You know how to complain first, huh! It was you who smashed my pot and called my grandma shameless and a vixen."
Old Mrs. Huang snorted coldly: "You'd better stop running to my house. What's the point of such dirty talk?"
The village chief kicked Sanya in the butt and said, "Let your dad take care of you tonight. What are you talking about?"
The village chief has two sons and three daughters. These three girls belong to the eldest son's family. His eldest son is usually serious about words, but he does things in a strict and rigid manner, like a goose, but he is not bad at all.
Sanya was usually most afraid of her father. The village chief took her back directly. When she got home, her father was opening cabinets. Her father was good at carpentry.
The village chief sneered and told what happened today. Sanya's dad looked left and right, picked up a board on the ground and said, "I asked you to deliver a pot. You were greedy for other people's food and deliberately smashed the pot. Who? Taught you?"
Sanya was like an eggplant beaten by frost. Her father directly hit him with a few boards. She cried so hard that she almost didn't hit him. Fu Bao, she hated Fu Bao so much.
The village chief looked at him making a cabinet and said, "What are you doing with this cabinet?"
Sanya's father said: "I originally planned to make a cabinet, a bed and a desk for Sanya."
"Bah! What are you doing for her? It's a waste of time, and now you can't even count. Fu Bao is different. She can read, and I think she even takes notes. It's different!" He sighed deeply, how come the genes of the Huang family are so good, everyone can study, and all of them are just wooden piles.
His son is like this, his grandson is like this, and his granddaughter is like this. You have to keep your eyes peeled when marrying a wife.
Although Sanya's father was a little dazed, he finally understood what his father meant: "Then when I'm done, I'll give it to Fu Bao. I'll make it look better and polish the surface a little smoother."
The village chief nodded, patted his shoulder and said, "Not bad, not bad, a boy can be taught."
Yes, his dad was so happy that he even pulled out the ancient text.
The village chief's son is called Huang Dapao. He still understands his father. In this way, as long as he treats Fu Bao well, his father will be happy.
Huang Dapao accidentally saw another world. In this case, he must be good to Fu Bao in the future. The first thing is to make a bed for Fu Bao, a bigger one, 1.8.
Then build a big wardrobe. Doesn’t Fu Bao like reading? Build a bookcase and a desk for Fu Bao.
Sanya next to her was so aggrieved that she burst into tears. When she saw Li Xiaoqin, she immediately felt aggrieved and rushed towards her. Li Xiaoqin didn't like this Sanya that much, but after all, she grew up next to her.
Seeing that her face was completely swollen, she cursed: "Which bitch beat this?"
"Are you a bitch? You talk dirty all the time, and this child is like you. Li Xiaoqin, is this how you take care of your child?
Get out of here, if you don't know how to take care of children, don't take them. If you keep talking nonsense, labor and management will send you back to your stepmother for discipline. "
When Li Xiaoqin's stepmother was mentioned, she trembled. After her stepmother came to her house, she lost more than ten kilograms. Not only did she serve tea and water every day, but she also had to take care of headaches and brain fever.
She was picky about what she ate, but in the end Huang Xiaohe had someone carry her back.
She and her son were still unwilling, so Huang Xiaohe sneered and said, "There are some things that we all know in our minds. Otherwise, it would not look good if we broke up with each other."
This family owed Huang Xiaohe's family a lot of food, so they didn't dare to say anything at that time.
Sitting in the yard, Fu Bao could already feel the summer heat. She was also slightly worried. If it didn't rain again, many people would not be able to survive.
She was thinking seriously when she heard a knock on the door outside. Xiaomei ran over and opened the door.
Xiaomei rarely comes here now. She lives in the yard of the orphanage and helps take care of the children there.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw many people kneeling outside, and Fu Bao was stunned.
"Everyone says that you are a Bodhisattva who saves people in distress. Please help us!" Most of the people outside looked dark.
Such a big black color made Fu Bao tremble, and she said: "Third aunt, fourth aunt, make porridge, all line up, don't kowtow to me..."
Lin Yan and Huang Hongmei listened to what Old Mrs. Huang and Fubao said. Old Mrs. Huang ran out, looked at these people and said, "Ouch! What an evildoer!"
These people were in rags and were really pitiful. Old Mrs. Huang said: "It's so pitiful, alas!"
Even Mrs. Huang said she was pitiful, but that was really pitiful.
The skinny ones all looked like mummified corpses. If they went out at night, people might think they were fake corpses.
These people were all villagers from nearby villages and had no way of living. Some of them were from Baijia Village.
Although the head of Baijia Village is hateful, how innocent are these people?
Fu Bao sighed and kicked some of the white-light people out.
Those people stood not far away and whispered to each other, not knowing what they were talking about.
The sweet potato and whole grain porridge will be ready soon. These people all bring bowls, and each person only has two spoons. Fu Bao is afraid of eating these people.
There were too many people, about a hundred of them densely packed, and it took two pots of porridge to make them full.
Fortunately, I put some sweet potatoes and wild vegetables in it and only used a quarter of the rice.
When the Huang brothers came back and saw so many people in front of their house, they knew that Fubao was doing good things again.
There was no other way. The Huang brothers began to maintain order. Seeing so many people, the village chief had a headache: "Meiling! You don't plan to support all these people, do you?"
Mrs. Huang was too lazy to pay attention to him. Is this something she could decide?
She was told to just take care of her own family's affairs. Indeed, there are more than a hundred bags of food at home now. How can they afford to feed too many people?
She was almost bored to death.
Fu Bao looked at these people and said: "Grandpa, village chief, do we still have houses in our village? How about letting these people live here?"
The village chief quickly waved his hand. It was true that there were no houses in the village: "How about this! Our village will start building two houses tomorrow, how about next to the orphanage?"
Fu Bao nodded and said: "Save!"
The village chief gritted his teeth and stamped his feet and said, "Just save me. Anyway...hey! Huangjia Village is now said to be a village of fools."
Huangjia Village is now famous as a village of fools. It is said that the village chief just distributes food if he has something to do, and it also takes in various refugees. It is now well-known!
