Chapter 91 - 91 His Life Shouldn’t Be Like This
Chapter 91: His Life Shouldn’t Be Like This
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Qiao Family.
Qiao Qinghe walked into the house, silently picked up the bucket and shoulder pole kept behind the door and headed towards the exit.
Sun Family spoke, “Old man, where are you going?”
She was exhausted after the commotion, and had just managed to eat a few mouthfuls of lunch.
“The wheat fields need watering, I’m going to do that,” Qiao Qinghe replied.
“But you haven’t eaten yet!”
“I am not eating,” said Qiao Qinghe and stepped out of the courtyard.
She stomped her foot and gave Qiao Changfu, who was standing next to her, a shove, “Aren’t you going to help him?”
Qiao Changfu stumbled from the push, and clutched his stomach, “Mother, I haven’t eaten yet either, let me have a bite first.”
He said and headed towards the hall.
“Mother, I have to water my wheat too, I should go home now,” Fearing being stopped by Sun family, Qiao Chang’an cowered, bent over to pick up ten-year-old Qiao Xiaobao, and quickly walked towards the exit.
Qiao Xiaobao wriggled in his arms, unwilling to leave, “1 want to eat chicken legs! I want to eat chicken legs!”
“Eat what!” Qiao Chang’an slapped his butt, but it was just a sound and didn’t hurt at all.
So Qiao Xiaobao yelled even louder, “1 want to eat stir-fried cold noodles, 1 want to eat meat!”
Zhao Shufen grinned at the Sun Family, “Mother, we should go back too,” she said, pulled her daughters Qiao Zhaodi and Qiao Yindi along and left.
After Qiao Chang’an’s family left, Qiao Changkang quickly led his wife and children away as well.
So,only Qiao Changfu’s family and Sun Family, Sun Junyan, Qiao Meipan were left in the courtyard.
She stomped her foot again and couldn’t help but start cursing again, “A pack of idlers, ungrateful wretches! I wasted my time raising you all, 1 should’ve strangled you at birth!”
Seeing this, Qiao Dazhu said, “I’ll go.”
When the Qiao family split, Qiao Chang’an, Qiao Changshun and Qiao Changkang moved out. Qiao Changfu’s family and Sun Family, Qiao Qinghe, Sun Junyan, Qiao Meipan lived together and usually worked and ate together.
Seeing Qiao Dazhu going to fetch the water, Zhu Cuiying, with a stern face, stopped him, “You haven’t eaten yet. Come on, eat something first, then we can go to the field together.”
Qiao Dazhu scratched his head, went to the hall, picked up two mixed flour buns, and started gnawing on one as he walked away.
Sun Family glanced at Qiao Changfu and Zhu Cuiying, who were sitting next to the dining table sipping chicken soup, and couldn’t help but curse again, “Eat, eat, eat, that’s all you know. It would serve you right to choke on it!”
Qiao Changfu and Zhu Cuiying remained silent, just continuing to sip their soup with their heads lowered.
“Stop eating, all of you, go work in the field!” With a black face, Sun Family took the chicken soup and Red Braised Fish and Stir-Fried Pork from the table.
Normally she would be reluctant to take out these dishes, but now with the situation as it is, better save these for Sun Junyan to eat.
Seeing this, Zhu Cuiying drank her chicken soup even faster and kept cursing internally.
Their fields were right next to Qiao Qinghe and Sun Junyan’s, but the only ones really working were Qiao Qinghe and her husband. Their family provided all the labor, yet now they couldn’t even have a bowl of soup, damn puritanical woman!
Sun Junyan stood there, looking coldly at this family. He felt an anger rising in his chest that made him feel like he might explode.
This group of people, each with their own schemes, were vulgar, disgusting, yet were his closest blood relatives, his life wasn’t supposed to be like this…
“Mother, when did the village chief start siding with second brother?” He frowned and broke the silence.
Today’s variables were firstly, on Qiao Xiaomai and secondly, on Tong Tiehu.
When did these two start working together?