Douluo's opening sign-in God-level Sansheng Wuhun

Chapter 31 Will be updated after the high school entrance examination

The mud child from yesterday looked at Su Qingqing with aggrieved eyes, "Grandma said that my mother loves to wear red dresses the most. You are my mother..."

Su Qingqing stroked her forehead, "My child, there are many people wearing red dresses. This is my first time in the village. I can't be your mother. My clothes are not red, they are brown."

The red dress on her body had been washed and faded a long time ago. It was not pure red, but a darker reddish brown.

The child pursed his lips and picked at his fingers, "I can't find my mother. Can you be my mother?"

As he spoke, he began to cry.

Several small children walked over and looked at him.

Mu Yun, who was also motherless, knelt down in front of him, looked at him, and then at Su Qingqing.

He bit his lip, wanting to say something, but he didn't.

Su Qingqing had a headache, "..." She was most afraid of her child crying, so she hurriedly waved her hands and said, "Don't cry first, don't cry, let's talk. Where is your home? Where are you from? Where is your grandmother?"

The child lowered his head, tears falling down.

"Grandma is dead. They don't want me. They all tell me to leave. I want to follow my mother..., I want my mother..., wuwuwuwuwu..." The crying voice became louder.

The child just cried and didn't say where she came from. She kept calling Su Qingqing's mother.

Su Qingqing's head really hurt.

Does she have the face of the Virgin Mary?

Why do children always claim to be their mothers?

Mu Jinyan was not too busy, with a kind and holy father's expression, "Yingying, let him follow us? One more of him is not too much, just one more pair of chopsticks."

Su Qingqing sneered in her heart.

Yes, just one more pair of chopsticks.

She is the one who usually takes care of the children, and she is the one who is tired!

Is this a matter of having an extra pair of chopsticks?

It's easy to say.

Afraid that the children would be sad after hearing this, she pulled Mu Jinyan away from the children and whispered: "I'll tell you about the property tax first. Then you can think about whether you want to have one more child, right?"

She told Mu Jinyan what Chen Lizheng said about taxes and Hotan.

"Including Xiaoyun, there are eight people in our family, and we have to pay 440 kilograms of grain to the court every year. If we add this child, we have to pay an additional 120 kilograms of grain. Do you think we have this ability? I can't farm, but you can Plant it?"

Besides, Tian’s shadow is still unknown.

Public land will be distributed, but half of the harvest must be handed over, and private land has not yet been secured.

Mu Jinyan asked, "Can I exchange money for grain to pay taxes?"

Su Qingqing nodded, "Li Zheng said yes." Very good, this is what a man in charge should think.

She didn't want to bear all the taxes alone, as she would be paralyzed from exhaustion.

It’s time for men to take the lead.

"I earn money and pay taxes. I think it's easy to earn money." Mu Jinyan said calmly, "Don't we have 100 taels of silver in our pockets?"

"It cost five hundred yuan." Su Qingqing reminded this man who never kept accounts.

"That's still more than 99 taels. Is it enough for recent expenses?" Mu Jinyan asked again.

"Of course it's enough, but we can't sit back and rest. Besides, we still have to build a house. Once the money for the house comes out, it will basically be used up. It can barely... last for a month." She said the matter was more serious.

Mu Jinyan comforted her, "Don't panic Yingying, I will definitely make more money within this month."

"You mean, keep the child?"

"Leave."

"Okay." The head of the family who is responsible for making money said that making money is easy and the children are easy to raise, so she has no objection.

The two returned to the children.

The crying clay baby had stopped crying. Seeing Su Qingqing approaching, she held up her tears and looked at her aggrievedly.

He looked like he was afraid that she would drive him away.

Su Qingqing walked towards Su Qingqing, "Sister, do you really plan to keep him?"

She pointed to the crying child.

Su Qingqing looked back at Mu Jinyan and said angrily: "Your brother-in-law agreed."

Su Qingqing smiled and said: "Then stay. This kid said he can fish for shrimps. I'll ask him to catch some shrimps later. I want to eat drunken shrimps for lunch."

Su Qingqing remembered the child's appearance yesterday, covered in mud. Did he fall into the pond while fishing for shrimp?

"How old is he? You asked him to catch shrimp balls for you to eat? Are you embarrassed?" Su Qingqing sneered, "If you want to eat shrimps, let's go fishing together. Don't act like a young lady!"

Su Qingqing's plan was exposed, and she was embarrassed, "How can I be the eldest lady? I'm just... just talking casually."

Everyone hadn't had breakfast yet. Su Qingqing handed the hare and dagger that Mu Yun caught yesterday to Mu Jinxing and Su Qingqing, "Go on and have barbecue for breakfast."

Mu Jinxing took the hare, and Su gently took the dagger, "I know."

The two of them had killed hares together yesterday and had experience.

Although the answer was weak, he did not refuse.

As for the other children, Su Qingqing did not leave them idle. She and Mu Jinyan led them to collect firewood.

Mu Jinyan chopped it with a hatchet, and she broke the stick. The children each hugged a little and carried them back to the tent.

There are so many people working and it’s a lot of fun.

Even the most squeamish Mu Chenxi didn't cry tired.

Mu Yun worked the hardest. He told everyone how to stack firewood so as not to cause chaos.

The children of the Mu family listened to his instructions and piled the firewood in an orderly manner.

The little kid who had just joined their family also started collecting firewood in a muffled voice.

Being around children of the same age puts a smile on his face.

Su Qingqing took the opportunity to ask him what his name was, where he lived before, and how he got here.

He refused to say where he lived or where he came from. He just kept calling Su Qingqing, "Mother, my name is Huzi. How come you forgot my name?"

Su Qingqing frowned slightly, Huzi?

Just now at Chen Lizheng's place, the old man driving cattle mentioned that Chen Lizheng and his wife had a quarrel because of their nephew Huzi.

"Huzi, is your uncle's surname Chen?" Su Qingqing touched Huzi's head.

Huzi's eyes widened and he looked at Su Qingqing in surprise.

He pursed his lips and didn't say yes or no.

Su Qingqing guessed the answer she wanted from his expression.

This child must be from the Chen Lizheng family.

He refused to admit it. Was he wronged?

"You don't want to go back to your uncle's house? Why?" Su Qingqing knelt down in front of him and asked in a warm voice, "Don't be afraid, tell mother, she will support you."

Knowing the identity of the child will make things easier and we can send him back.

The corners of Huzi's eyes turned red, and tears fell down again, "They don't want me to go back, mother, I don't want to go back, mother, don't drive me back, I don't want to go back, wow..."

He burst into tears.

Su Qingqing, "..."

The good man Mu Jinyan heard Huzi's cry and looked back, "Yingying, what's wrong with him?"

"We found his family, but he doesn't want to go back and is crying hard." Su Qing sighed and shook her head.