Shitou's eyes suddenly turned red. Since his mother left, except for his grandmother who was still friendly to him, everyone else felt that he owed them, and even a few uncles were a little impatient with him.

Sometimes grandma would secretly give him a steamed bun, but because of her mother's affairs, she was angry with him and she was unwilling to get close to him anymore.

Because of his mother's compensation, it is difficult for the three uncles to do things too much, so he takes turns to eat and live at his three uncles' house every month.

Luo Qiao put a lot of dishes into the bowl for him and said, "Just think it's at your own house and eat more, don't be polite."

Shitou nodded. It took him a long time since he had a good hot meal. Most of the things they had left after they finished eating were his. Sometimes there was only one bite of soup in the bowl.

Luo Qiao asked, "Shitou, do you have a great name?"

Shi Tou um down the steamed bun in his mouth: "Ning Zhenglei."

Luo Qiao looked at Shi Tou: "Ning Zhenglei, well, it's not bad. This name is quite suitable for you. Be honest and be an open and honest person."

After dinner, Luo Qiao handed him the pair of pants she had modified for him last night and said, "Shitou, this was modified with old clothes, don't dislike him."

The stone's eyes turned red again. Although he couldn't eat enough for more than half a year, he was a little longer. His pants were shorter before, but none of his aunts cared about him.

He said with a little nasal voice: "I don't dislike it, thank you Sister Luo Qiao."

After gestured on his legs, he said thank you and left with his pants.

It’s not that Luo Qiao didn’t want to make him two new pairs of pants for him, but he was afraid that he would not only not be able to save it, but he would have to be in trouble when he went home. The old ones would be different, at least not so eye-catching.

Luo Qiao looked at Shi Tou's back and thought, if she might want to help the child, she must have an income that can be placed on the surface, otherwise the gossip in the village would be unbearable.

But I am only thirteen years old now, so what can I do? It not only blocks others' mouths, but also helps stones.

Luo Qiao was thinking about this all afternoon, but she didn't expect that when she got off work, the captain said that the village team had her package.

And there were still two, and the captain had read that he had sent it from the capital.

Luo Qiao signed and said, "It was the teacher who was on the farm before."

Gao Jiefang understood as soon as he heard this, and asked the scorekeeper to help her deliver it. The village was bustling, and everyone was guessing what was in the package.

Many families were discussing Luo Qiao’s two packages while having supper.

Zhao family, Zhao Xiaoxing said with some complaints: "I don't know what kind of wind you were trying to get at that time. I must not recognize Luo Qiao. If you just accept it, those things will belong to ours."

Gao Suhua was so angry that she never thought that the dead girl had such ability. Someone was thinking about her and sent her a package.

Zhao Xiaomei has not left the house for a while and has been helping with housework at home. She is really afraid that someone will ask about the previous incident. Although her father has told her that the people in the village don’t know the inside story.

But what if someone spread it in Beipo Village, I was so nervous all day long.

Now when they heard them talking about Luo Qiao, the hatred in their eyes could not be hidden. Zhao Xiaoyun, who was sitting opposite her, shivered directly.

Only Zhao Xiaohua, the fourth daughter of the Zhao family, said: "Don't forget what my uncle said before. Don't worry about it if it's not yours, so it's not a joke."
Chapter completed!