Xia Qing, who had forgotten what was crying, had tears flowed all over Huo Jiuting's belly. He only wore a white shirt in the cold and cold winter and summer. The warm tears soaked his skin through the thin fabric.

Huo Jiuting didn't ask. He was bathed in the moonlight, his tall and thin figure blocked the hazy moonlight, and a large shadow covered Xia Qing, his broad palms and slender fingers stroked her head one after another.

Huo Jiuting had an illusion that this seemed not the first time. Once, when, in his long past life or next life, he had comforted the little girl in his arms like this?

Xia Qing quickly calmed down her emotions. She raised her head, and there were crystal tears on her cheeks. Huo Jiuting raised his hand and brushed it over, "Do you send your senior brother out?"

"Um!"

One big and one small, holding hands, passing through the courtyard, walking through the porch, and standing in the front yard.

"The big brother you met last time is Ning Yanqing. His family runs a meal shop, the kind of national chain. Well, the meaning of chain is that the same hotel is called the same name, and there are those in the whole country. He should be coming to collect fish soon." Huo Jiuting wiped Xia Qing's face clean with the back of his hand again. "The reason why we waited until this time, when the Chinese New Year approached, business would be better, but we can't wait until the Chinese New Year. The fish you raise still needs to give everyone a consumption buffer."

"Don't worry, you will definitely make money. We Xia Qing is very capable!"

"No." Xia Qing knew that Huo Jiuting had misunderstood, but no matter what, he once again gave her the greatest warmth, "There is still money at home, and my father is such a person. He seems to have taken hardship as a kind of enjoyment, and I can't say it. In short, he is always idle for a moment, and once he is idle, he feels guilty."

"You can't change if you don't have any habits. When it gets better in the future, your father will naturally change it. Who will get used to suffering?"

Who will get used to suffering?

Xia Qing stood at the entrance of the yard and watched Huo Jiuting slowly walk away along the bank of the fish pond, gradually integrating into the night.

However, the sense of crisis brought by long-term poverty made Xia Chongping uneasy. Poverty made him gradually lose his dignity, and how could a person live without dignity?

He struggled desperately, just to gain some dignity.

Huo Jiuting walked out of the Xia family's fish pond, and his car was parked on the side of the road. At this time, there was an extra car next to it. A middle-aged man walked out of the car with a square face and a three-piece suit straight and respectful look. "Jiu Master, the head of the family said that Jiu Master had been having trouble for so long, and he should have made enough trouble. Should he go back?"

"Go back?" Huo Jiuting sneered, "You go back and ask, he has a lot of grandchildren, why can't you wait so much and ask me to have a grandson for him?"

A chill broke out in the man's tail bone, storming all over his body, "Jiu Master, that's a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? That's okay. Tell him, either hand over the person to me or ask Huo Yehua to marry her. Choose one of them, and I'll get back immediately!"

"Master Jiu, Miss Tang is a member of the Tang family after all, and is the fiancée of Master Xiucheng..."

"I care whose fiancée she is. I only know that I almost got sleepy by her. I was only sixteen fucking old. If I hadn't reacted in time, I would have been defiled by her."

The man was the butler of the Huo family, named Fang Zezhong. He had been with Huo Yunrong for half his life, and he had no idea about the Huo family.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Jiu Master, the matter is not that serious. Miss Tang just walked into the wrong room at that time. Besides, she didn't meet you. Moreover, you were wearing a pair of underwear. As you said, everyone in the swimming pool was molested."

"Ha! Uncle Fang, when did you speak so well? Did that woman have any inappropriate thoughts about me, and whether she wants to defile me? Who sent me? Do you think I am a fool?"

Huo Jiuting's voice is less cynical, and those who listen to it will not be able to bear it.

"I don't dare!" Logically speaking, Fang Zezhong is not considered Huo Jiuting's subordinate.

"I dare not!" Huo Jiuting said coldly. He got into his car and slammed the door, "Drive!"

Gu Ye quickly started the engine, his car was in front, and Fang Zezhong followed slowly. Even though he was loyal to the Huo family, he couldn't help but scold Huo Yehua in his heart.

The next day, early in the morning, Xia Qing heard his father get up, and his mother lowered her voice and argued with him.

After Xia Qing got up, she saw her father carrying his luggage and preparing to go out. She hurriedly ran over, "Dad, go and help the small worker and earn five yuan a day. Oh, no, the mud buckets you pick are bigger, earn one yuan a day more than others, and six yuan a day. There are more than two months to celebrate the Chinese New Year. You can earn 360 to 400 yuan in total."

Xia Chongping was stunned for a moment, and he smiled, "Qing'er's arithmetic is very good!"

Xia Qing was not happy with his praise. She stuffed five hundred yuan into Xia Chongping's hands, "I will give you this money. You can stay at home and not go out to help small workers."

Xia Chongping was a little confused by his daughter's money, "If I don't go out to help the small workers, why do I stay at home? Have a good meal?"

"What are you afraid of when eating your daughter's food?" Lu Qiuju was scared. It doesn't matter if she is poor or hard. At least she can still have hope. If a man is gone, it will be difficult for this family to make a comeback in the future.

"I'll go cook, you'll call Xiu'er up, after breakfast, you'll send them two to school. Now it's winter, it's late, and it's too late for them to walk so far, I'm very worried."

Xia Chongping was worried that the dew was heavy and afraid that his two daughters' shoes would get wet. He pulled a cart. Xia Qing and his sister sat on the cart and were pulled to school by his father.

Passing through a group of threshing fields, leaving the east end of the village, and on the main road, Xia Qing saw Shuangqing and Chen Lirong and the others walking towards the school while talking and laughing.

I wonder how Liu Qunzhen's heart disease was? Xia Qing heard that Liu Manzhi's mouth had several bags of erythromycin ointment, and it was not cured. She went to the town's health center to see it. She still asked a doctor with high level to help her. The diagnosis was that she had anger and had a bad mouth. She asked her to take it lighter and not get angry. Xia Qing wanted to know this doctor, and her level was quite high.

Helplessly, Liu Manzhi's mouth just couldn't be better.

"Do you want Shuangqing to come up?" Xia Chongping asked.

Xia Shuang glanced at Xia Chongping of the Qing Dynasty, and without shouting, he snorted coldly, pulled the strap of his schoolbag, lowered his head and walked forward. His good mood just now was wiped out.

Xia Chongping had no eyesight at all, "Look at your shoes, they are wet, come up!"

"You want to care?" Shuangqing roared angrily, his eyes turning red.

Xia Chongping was puzzled, "How come you kid, you lost your temper early in the morning?"

"Dad, please say a few words!" Xia Qing was speechless, "She was happy to leave, so let her leave. Is she not mom or dad?"
Chapter completed!