In the room, tensions were rising.

Huahua sat on her knees on the bed, with the quilt sliding down her legs. She was holding a few bird eggs in her hands with an angry look on her face, as if she was about to smash them.

Bingbing stood in the middle of the room, holding a handful of small horseshoes above his head. The little girl knelt on Bingbing's feet, hugging Bingbing's legs tightly with her hands and cried loudly.

On the ground, there was a bird egg that was smashed to pieces.

Ping'er took one look at the situation, her face changed, and she quickly ran over to stand between Huahua and Bingbing.

"Huahua..."

"Don't talk to me!"

"Bingbing, listen to my aunt and put down the little horse first."

"Why should I let him go first? Didn't you see that she was the one who ruined things?" Bingbing raised his voice and raised his neck.

Ping'er glanced at Huahua, who looked like a madman, and then at Bingbing, who looked stunned.

One is a big girl, and the other is a boy who looks like a flying monkey. If these two really fight, I really can't pull them apart.

"We are a family. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it. What's going on here?" Ping'er asked patiently.

Bingbing said: "Don't ask me, ask her!"

Huahua rolled her eyes at Ping'er and snorted again. Obviously, this was something she couldn't ask.

"Third brother, tell me what's going on." Ping'er had no choice but to turn to her biological daughter for help.

The little girl stopped crying and pointed to the smashed bird eggs on the ground and said to Ping'er: "I brought the eggs to my sister. She grabbed them and smashed them. I told my sister not to smash them, and she pushed me to the ground.

When they continued to smash, my brother rushed in and the two of them started to quarrel."

Ping'er understood what was going on.

She turned around and looked at Huahua with a disappointed look on her face, as well as the egg that Huahua was holding in her hand as if to smash it: "Huahua, Aunt Ping'er really doesn't know why you are like this. Ask yourself this question."

Haven't our family been treating you well for a while? We are all very cautious, for fear of making you unhappy."

"Why are you so angry? You beat and curse every day, and you push your sister and ruin the eggs your brother brought back. Why bother?"

"Stop talking so hypocritically, I don't want to hear it!" Huahua shook her head crazily and shouted in a high voice.

"If you are really as good to me as you say, then you can find a way to solve my problem. It's not like you don't understand the dilemma I am facing because I am blind!"

"If you can't solve the most fundamental problem, you will come over and coax me. Am I the kind of person who has short-sighted eyes and is fooled into losing his temper after just a few mouthfuls of food? The key problem has not been solved, and I have a bad temper.

How can it be better? I’m not even interested in eating dragon liver, phoenix gallbladder!”

"If you want to eat dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder, go to Gu Zhihua!" Bingbing also yelled. He pushed Ping'er aside and stepped forward, staring down at Huahua on the bed.

"I call you sister, you really treat yourself like a green onion. Gu Zhihua obviously bullied you, why did you come back to your parents' house, cry and beat yourself up to show me? You ate all the chickens in the house, my little one

I don’t even have eggs to eat for my birthday, you shameless eldest sister, get out of here, this is my home, where did you come from?”

Huahua was so angry that she trembled all over and shouted hysterically: "This poor family is in ruins. Do you really want to come back as an aunt? Why don't you just eat a few of your chickens? I feel sorry for you. No wonder you can't become famous in school. You

He is just an old farmer with a broken household. He will never be able to get out of the house and will starve and suffer poverty sooner or later for the rest of his life!"

Bingbing's eyes were so angry that his eyes were red, and his hand holding up the little horse was trembling: "You abandoned woman that no one wants, you, if you curse again, I will really beat you!"

"Just scold me. I'm afraid of you. You are shameless. You stick to Luo Baobao's back like a dog's tail every day. What are your intentions? Do you think I don't know? Just take a piss and look at yourself. I am.

Miss General..."

"Huahua shut up!" Ping'er finally shouted.

Bingbing howled and threw the little horse in his hand.

"Don't……"

Ping'er's face changed drastically and she used her body to protect Huahua.

The small wooden stick hit Ping'er's back, and Ping'er's face turned pale in pain. The small wooden stick fell to the ground, and Ping'er bent down while holding on to the edge of the bed, sucking in the cold air.

Bingbing was stunned.

He moved his feet, raised his hand and wanted to go forward to help her. When his hand was about to touch Ping'er's shoulder, Bingbing suddenly retracted it, stepped back, and roared angrily: "I didn't mean to hit you, it was you.

You asked for it on your own, it’s none of my business, it’s none of my business!”

Bingbing didn't want any more papers, threw up his hands and ran out of the house and out of the yard.

Ping'er held on to her lower back and chased after him. When she reached the door of the hall, she couldn't run anymore. She hunched her back and held on to the door frame, panting.

The little girl was so frightened that she cried loudly.

Huahua was also dumbfounded. She sat there blankly, looking at the little horse on the ground, as if she had lost her soul.

Bingbing ran back to the rapeseed field in one breath.

Zhou Sheng was still busy in the fields. When he saw Bingbing coming, Zhou Sheng put down the sickle in his hand and stood up. When he saw Bingbing coming back empty-handed, Zhou Sheng was a little confused: "Where is the lunch I asked you to bring?"

Bingbing hesitated, "I'll be back before she's ready."

Zhou Sheng frowned, "How many times have I told you? She's not hers. Forget it if you don't call her mother, at least call her aunt. If I hear you call her that again, I won't tell you.

polite!"

Before, Bingbing would definitely argue with Zhou Sheng, but now he felt guilty, lowered his head, picked up the sickle, and went to the ground to cut rapeseeds.

Zhou Sheng didn't say much, he bent down and continued working.

After a while, Ping'er's voice came from the ground.

"Zhou Sheng, Bingbing, it's time for lunch."

Zhou Sheng put down his sickle and walked to the ridge. Before leaving, he greeted Bingbing.

"It's time to eat, boy."

"oh."

Bingbing responded absently, turned around and glanced secretly at Ping'er.

Then he saw Ping'er standing on the ridge of the ground, holding a basket in her arms, looking at the father and son in the field with a smile.

His face looked as usual, nothing strange at all.

"Go and wash your hands before eating," she reminded Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Sheng immediately squatted by the ditch and washed his hands. At this time, Ping'er had already put the basket on the ground and took out the dishes and chopsticks from it.

"Hey, do you want to eat rolls today? Are these scrambled eggs?" Zhou Sheng's eyes lit up when he saw the food in the bowl.

Ping'er took out the things and said with a smile: "We are brave enough to bring the bird eggs back. I cooked a few toothpastes for the three siblings, and fried the rest for you to make rolls with."

"Okay, very good." Zhou Sheng took a paper and chewed it.

Ping'er waved to Bingbing: "Bingbing, come and eat first."

Bingbing came over slowly.

From taking the papers and chopsticks to taking the hot tea brought by Ping'er, Bingbing didn't dare to look up at her.
Chapter completed!