Ying Qingci didn't know about what Widow Wang caused, and even if she did, she wouldn't take it to heart.
She couldn't find any evidence anyway.
On the other side, Widow Wang, who hurried home, didn't believe that she didn't have any wounds on her body. She went directly into the back room and took off her clothes to take a look at her belly.
As a result, it was completely white, except for a little bit of gray dirt.
Surprisingly... no wounds at all?
But... Widow Wang put her hand on her belly.
'hiss……'
She screamed in pain, the pain was very clear, even more painful than before, but how could there be no scars?
Obviously, that little bitch was so harsh.
"How is it possible? Where is the wound?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible..."
Just as she was thinking about it, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. Widow Wang couldn't think so much for a moment. She was grateful to you for putting your clothes back on, and after packing them up, she opened the door and walked out.
As a result, I saw the drunk Er Gouzi at a glance.
She frowned and walked out, "Ergou, why are you so drunk again!"
Er Gouzi is the only son of Widow Wang. Since the last time, people in the village have avoided Er Gouzi. Now Er Gouzi goes out drinking all day long and goes out to fool around whenever he has some money.
The little money that Widow Wang had saved in the past had already been squandered by him.
"Don't touch me!"
Er Gouzi opened his eyes in confusion, and after seeing Widow Wang, he spoke impatiently.
"I'm your mother!" Widow Wang was pushed by her and almost fell to the ground, "Er Gouzi, if it weren't for my mother, you would have died a hundred times!"
Widow Wang just got angry, and when she saw Er Gouzi's appearance at this moment, the anger in her heart started to rise.
"Mom? You are not my mother! If you were my mother, could you live with someone else and give birth to me?"
Er Gouzi's eyes were red, and he looked like he was going to eat Widow Wang.
Seeing his appearance, Widow Wang was frightened. After hearing his words, her face turned pale. "You...how did you know?"
"Do you think you hide these things well?"
Er Gouzi had a sinister look on his face, and the expression he looked at Widow Wang didn't look like he was looking at his biological mother at all, as if he was looking at an enemy.
"In the beginning, you just stole people. Why did you steal from a poor guy with no money?"
Ergouzi snorted coldly. If it weren't for her, he might have been reincarnated in a rich man's home.
Widow Wang slumped on the ground with a pale face. She never expected that her son, whom she had brought up, would question her so openly, or even look down on her...
Yingjia
After seeing Ying Qingci return home, Ying Shuangsong couldn't wait to walk in front of her.
"Xiao Liu, are you okay?"
"Dad, I'm fine."
She felt that Ying Shuangsong was really too nervous.
"That's good." After hearing this, Ying Shuang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
"By the way, Xiao Liu, what about the wine bottle you mentioned before?"
"Dad, let's go. Sit down first. I'll tell you slowly."
It happened that other people were also in the yard, so I simply told them all.
"My dear, I just heard from your grandpa that the wine jar for making wine needs to be customized?"
Why customize? Wouldn’t it be enough to just buy the jar directly?
If it was customized separately, it would cost more. However, since it was Ying Qingci who suggested it, there was probably a reason for it. She would listen first before speaking.
"Raspberry wine, I'm going to brew two kinds."
"Two kinds?"
Everyone was slightly surprised. Are there two types of raspberry wine?
"right."
Ying Qingci was going to let them taste it for themselves. Last time, Ying Qingci only gave it to Geng Hanchu and others to taste, and told them his thoughts, but he had not made a complete decision yet.
Today is an opportunity.
Pour them wine, one bowl for each.
Ying Shuangsong took the first sip and frowned.
"Xiao Liu, this wine... seems different from the previous one..."
Although this wine was also raspberry wine, the taste was not as fragrant and mellow as the ones they drank before, and it didn't have the same magical feeling as before.
Could it be that...this is the other one Xiao Liu mentioned?
"I think you've all guessed it, Dad."
"This wine is indeed different from the previous ones."
"But... why? Aren't they all made of the same material?"
Huang Xuecao had the right to speak, because she was by the side when Ying Qingci was making wine, and she could see Ying Qingci's movements very clearly.
"It is true that they are all raspberries, but there are still differences between raspberries."
"Ah Nai, one of the raspberries has been specially treated by me, just like the wasteland before."
At first, when Ying Qingci said that there was a way to convert the wasteland into fertile land, they actually had doubts in their hearts. However, after seeing the acre of land that had been turned into fertile land, the Ying family's hearts were indeed filled with shock. With.
If Ying Qingci hadn't been worried that the transformation of twenty acres of wasteland into fertile farmland would be too conspicuous, otherwise, the remaining wasteland would have been reduced to two days.
"My dear, you mean..."
"Yes, one of the raspberry wines can strengthen the body. If sold, they need to be sold separately, and their prices are also different."
"As for the two types of wine bottles, it is also to distinguish..."
"You're right, obedient, I have no objection."
"I don't have any objection either."
The yellow snow grass is already blooming. If they dare to disagree, they won't even think about having dinner.
…
Ever since Ying Qingci told the villagers in Qingyang Village that he would hire them to pick raspberries, the villagers in Qingyang Village had indeed fallen into silence.
In the past few days, Ying Qingci did not wait for the villagers to sign up. She went to the mountains with her second brother and others to pick raspberries.
You can brew a batch of body-building raspberry wine first, and then brew regular raspberry wine in batches.
Today, when they were about to go out, they saw an unexpected guest outside.
The woman in front of her was wearing patched clothes that had turned white after washing. She clasped her hands tightly because of nervousness, and there was still a trace of nervousness on her face.
There were calluses visible to the naked eye on her hands, her skin was darkened, and her face showed vicissitudes of life, obviously from constant labor.
"Aunt Liu?"
Ying Qingci had some impression of the woman in front of him.
The family background is not very good, and the man she married is still a lazy man who does no work and has no children at home. Because of this matter, Aunt Liu has been unable to hold her head high.
"Ying...Ying girl."
"Aunt Liu, just call me Xiaoliu."
"Xiao...Xiaoliu."
Seeing her appearance, Ying Qingci somewhat guessed that it was for work.
"Aunt Liu came to my house to sign up?"
"Yeah." Speaking of this, Aunt Liu's eyes lit up, and then she felt that she was a little too excited, and she shrank back a little cautiously.
"I...I heard that your family is going to hire people to go picking in the mountains. I...want to sign up, but...is it okay?"
