The life of Lao Liu since 1944

Chapter 223 Little Rain

After Sha Zhu carefully placed the poor raindrop on the ground, it was less than three years old after all, and it staggered and staggered slowly towards the door of Hou Jie's house as if it was drunk.

As for Sha Zhu, he followed his sister closely and watched her with full attention, fearing that the little girl would accidentally fall.

At this moment, Jia Dongxu, who was watching from the sidelines, witnessed this scene with disdain and contempt on his face. He taunted Sha Zhu, "Hey, Sha Zhu, you are really cunning enough to use your sister as a shield!"

Hearing this, Sha Zhu not only didn't take it seriously, but became very proud. He raised his chin and said proudly, "Humph, who told me to have a sister? You are just jealous! If you have the ability, ask your mother to give birth to another one for you!"

When Jia Dongxu heard this, he immediately became furious. He stood up from the ground, rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush over to teach Sha Zhu a lesson.

After all, his father had long passed away, and Sha Zhu actually said such words to poke his heart. However, when he thought of how powerful Sha Zhu was in his daily life, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

You know, although Sha Zhu is young, he is strong and powerful. He works in the kitchen every day, has no worries about food and clothing, and is well-nourished. He grows like a strong calf.

After hesitating for a long time, Jia Dongxu finally gave up the idea of ​​taking action and could only squat down angrily. But he was still unwilling to give up, and pointed his index finger at Sha Zhu, gritting his teeth and said: "You...you...you kid, just wait and see! One day, I will make you pay!" After that, he turned his head away indignantly and no longer looked at Sha Zhu.

Xu Damao stopped Jia Dongxu and said, "Why bother with this idiot! The main purpose of today is to see if Hou Jie's wife is pretty. It makes me angry just thinking about it. We don't even have a wife! A garbage collector even has a child. God is so unfair."

Jia Dongxu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and snorted with disdain. Then he stood quietly there, staring straight ahead, as if expecting something.

Just last night, he learned a piece of news from his mother - Hou Jie's wife is very beautiful. This instantly aroused Jia Dongxu's interest, as he was already full of curiosity about the opposite sex.

Thinking back to the recent period, he had experienced one failed blind date after another, and the result of each time was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, devastating him.

Now, hearing that Hou Jie has such a beautiful wife, he can't help but feel an indescribable jealousy in his heart.

Xiaoyu is just over two years old this year, a few months younger than Hou Jie's son. Because he lost his mother at a young age and there is a lack of female elders to take care of him at home, this young child seems particularly pitiful.

Whenever Hou Jie saw Xiaoyu, he would always feel pity for her and take out some delicious food to cheer her up.

Although Xiaoyu was still young, she was quite agile. Not long after, she ran to the door of Hou Jie's house with brisk steps.

The little girl still had some vague memories in her mind. She knew that every time she came here, the big brother in the house would prepare delicious food for her.

It’s a pity that this kind brother is often not at home, so even though she has come several times, no one can open the door for her.

"Bang! Bang! Guoguo, open the door! Wu is here to play with you."

Mu Chunhua, who was sitting quietly in the room, was suddenly startled when she heard a soft and cute child's voice coming from the door.

Hou Jie, who was lying on the bed at this time, slowly opened his eyes and said softly: "Chunhua, go open the door! It must be Xiao Yushui coming. This child is really too pitiful. Her mother just passed away last year. You must be nice to this child later."

Mu Chunhua actually didn't want to go out and face the pointing and strange looks from people outside, but when she heard about Xiao Yushui's tragic life experience, the strong sympathy deep in her heart instantly surged like a tide, making her heart suddenly become extremely soft, and her eyes couldn't help but blush.

After all, she is now a mother herself, and she can empathize with the sufferings endured by children. She really can't bear to see any child suffer.

So she took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and then responded softly, "Okay, I understand." Then she stood up and walked towards the door.

However, at this moment, she seemed to suddenly remember something, stopped and turned to look at Hou Jie, saying with a hint of reproach:

"But husband, you are such a frivolous person! You already have your own child, and judging by seniority, the little one should call you 'uncle', right? Why does it sound like you deliberately let others call you 'brother'?"

Hou Jie felt embarrassed and awkward after being scolded by his wife. He could only touch his nose helplessly, which was considered as tacit consent. His appearance immediately caused Mu Chunhua to roll her eyes fiercely.

As soon as his son Wendi heard a slight noise coming from the door, he ran to the door quickly like a clever little rabbit.

I saw him holding the door handle tightly with his little hands, trying with all his strength to push open the door that seemed extremely heavy.

He kept muttering, "Yes, Mom, I'm coming. Yes, I'm coming."

"Ah!...Open the door!..."

However, perhaps because of his young age, lack of strength, or lack of experience and skills in opening doors, no matter how hard Wen Ding tried, the door did not move at all.

At this moment, Mu Chunhua also hurried to the door. She looked at the little guy in front of her who was trying hard but seemed a little clumsy, and his silly and cute actions, and couldn't help but feel a surge of pity in her heart, and her eyebrows were curved with smiles.

She gently touched her son's head and said softly, "Son, let mommy do it! Be good and obedient!" After that, she gently pushed aside the engagement ring and stood in front of the door.

Wen Ding looked helplessly at the height difference between himself and the door, gestured a few more times, and found that with his current ability, he could not successfully open the door.

"Okay! Damn Menmen, you bully me."

So he had no choice but to walk aside dejectedly and watch silently what his mother would do next.

Mu Chunhua grasped the door handle skillfully and turned it with a little force, and the door was opened easily. When she lowered her head, a cute little girl who looked like an angel appeared in her sight.

The little girl had a pair of big watery eyes, as clear as flawless gems; an innocent smile rose on her slightly stained little face, staring at her intently.

"Ah! Whose super cute little girl is this!"

The first time Mu Chunhua saw the light rain, she liked it. She couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise and a bright smile appeared on her face.

Such a lovely little girl, with a smile on her face instantly, curved eyebrows and eyes, wearing a decent Chinese-style clothes and a slender figure, she looks like the fairy Chang'e, full of charm.

Her outfit was also influenced by Hou Jie. Her husband always told her how shabby, cheap, and tasteless her other clothes were. As time went by, she gradually agreed with his ideas.

There were no other clothes in the house. All of them were custom-made by Hou Jie in imitation Chinese style, with some Western elements to make her clothes more fashionable, beautiful and simple.

Hou Jie only bought these for her. Over time, no woman could resist these beautiful clothes, and she gradually got used to this way of dressing.

The image of such a lady, who looked like a lady from a noble family and a peerless beauty, shocked the young men who were secretly peeping at her and many neighbors and villagers, and they were all stunned and stood still, unable to move.

Especially the man named Sha Zhu, because he was the closest, he suffered the greatest impact.

At this moment, in Sha Zhu's slightly simple and rustic mind, due to his limited cultural literacy, the only words he could think of were "so beautiful, so pretty", which kept lingering in his mind.

Mu Chunhua didn't care at all about the dirt and uncleanness on the little girl's body. She stretched out her arms without hesitation and hugged her tightly, rubbing her cheek against the little girl's face intimately.

All I could hear was the little girl saying, "Heh! Heh! Itchy, heh! Heh! Knotty."

The little girl didn't seem to be shy at all. She curled up in Mu Chunhua's warm embrace very naturally, giggling happily.

"Oh my! This little girl has such a sweet mouth, hehe."

Wen Ding, the son who was standing by, watched his mother only take care of Xiao Yushui, and he couldn't help feeling lost, as if he was being ignored. So he eagerly pulled at his mother's trouser legs, shouting, "Mom, hug me, I want to be close to you too."

Mu Chunhua looked at her son's adorable appearance as he climbed onto her impatiently and frantically, and a gentle and sweet smile broke out on her face.

She bent down gently and held her son in her arms, then stretched out her other arm and held the equally adorable little guy beside her. Just like that, she held one in her left hand and one in her right hand, as if she was holding a pair of extremely precious golden boys and girls, and hummed with joy: "One fat baby in each hand! Great! So happy..."

While she was singing, she would bend down from time to time, affectionately kissing the child on her left, then kissing the baby on her right, her eyes filled with endless pampering and love, it was so rare!

However, at this moment, Mu Chunhua suddenly came to her senses, and her eyes inadvertently swept across the door, only to find a figure standing there stupidly.