Noisy

  Changan and Goudan sat in the house and waited for a long time, but they didn't see their grandfather coming, so they opened the door and went out to check.

  "They're really gone." Goudan breathed a sigh of relief.

  He was really afraid that Song Chengye's parents or grandmother would come and cause trouble.

  Changan blinked, she was listening carefully to her cousin's voice.

  She didn't understand what happened in her previous life, but she understood one thing, that her cousin was very hostile to her.

  But why?

  She and Huahua no longer went to her cousin's house for dinner, and even her aunt didn't go to her house, so why did she still keep pestering?

  At this time, Qiao'er came back with a large bamboo basket of dry branches and said, "You two come and help, let's steam buns."

  "Okay." Goudan ran over quickly to help clear the table.

  There were still a few unwashed ceramic bowls on the black small square table. Goudan put all the bowls and chopsticks in the wooden barrel, and wiped the table with a dirty rag.

  So the three children stood by the table and pinched buns.

  Goudan made a steamed bun that looked neither like a dog nor a chicken, and proudly showed it to Changan.

  Not to be outdone, Changan made her best flower roll.

  First, roll the dough into long strips, and then coil it up in circles. At first glance, it looks a bit like a coiled snake, but it looks more like a piece of cake.

  After she made three, Qiao'er was shocked and refused to let her make it again.

  Fortunately, Qiao'er was concerned about Changan's face and did not re-roll the flower bun.

  Then it was steamed in a steamer.

  Changan sat at the table and watched Goudan playing with picking apricot kernels while waiting for the steamed bun to come out of the pot.

  Suddenly, the sound of a peddler's bell and drum came from outside.

  Changan and Goudan ran out of the house quickly and stood at the door looking around.

  The peddler stopped at the door of Song Chengye's house. Song Yufeng and Xiao Zhao were selecting something in front of the carrying pole.

  Changan did not dare to go over, so he had to wait for the peddler to come.

  This wait lasted for a long time, and not only did the peddler not come, but more and more people gathered in front of the carrying pole.

  The peddler didn't come until Qiao'er called them back to the house to eat steamed buns.

  Chang'an picked up a steamed bun he made himself and stood at the gate of the yard while eating. Goudan also took the same one and stood with little Chang'an.

  They didn't notice that Song Chengye and Xiao Shuanzi were hiding in the abandoned pigpen not far away and were sneaking around.

  When Xiao Shuanzi saw what the two little kids were eating, he was shocked and asked Song Chengye in a low voice: "Is their family so poor?" They actually ate shit?

  Song Chengye also saw it, and said with disgust: "Of course they are poor!"

  But no matter how poor they are, they can't eat that, right? He was very puzzled.

  Xiao Shuanzi vomited, patted his chest and said: "We agreed that if I help you beat them, you will give me two eggs."

  Song Chengye nodded: "I keep my word. As long as you help me beat them, let alone two eggs, I can add one more."

  "Okay!" Xiao Shuanzi pulled up his pants and walked out.

  He didn't dare to go closer, but just stood not far away and waved to the two little kids.

  Goudan also knew Xiaoshuanzi, and walked over curiously: "What are you doing?"

  Xiaoshuanzi glanced at the food in Goudan's hand that he hadn't finished eating, and his stomach churned.

  He rolled up his sleeves and punched Goudan.

  At the same time, Goudan happened to bend down to pick up the steamed bun on the ground, and just avoided the punch.

  When he stood up, he knew what happened.

  Goudan was very angry, stuffed the remaining steamed bun into his mouth and hit Xiaoshuanzi back.

  With one punch, he hit Xiaoshuanzi's nose and bled.

  Xiaoshuanzi screamed, wiped his nose and found blood on his hand, and was immediately angry.     He rushed over and wrestled with Goudan, but Goudan threw him to the ground. After being hit several times in a row, Xiao Shuanzi burst into tears.

  Song Chengye, who was hiding behind the pigsty, was stunned.

  He didn't expect that the tall and strong Xiao Shuanzi couldn't beat the short and thin sick ghost. This was really weird.

  He didn't dare to stay and quickly slipped away.

  In the end, Xiao Shuanzi ran away crying, attracting many adults and children to stop and watch.

  In the afternoon, the Wu couple and the Qian couple each came back with a load of wood sickle, and found that there were many people gathered at their doorsteps.

  Widow Cui sat at the door of Song Laoliu's house, clapping her legs and crying.

  "You black-hearted wolf cub, you actually hurt my son. Oh, I won't live anymore. Those who bully me, an orphan and a widow, must die a horrible death."

  She sang while crying. She stole a glance at Song Laoliu and his wife coming back, and grabbed Song Laoliu's trouser leg and refused to let go: "Your Goudan hurt my son! If you don't give me an explanation today, I will hang myself at your door!"

  Song Laoliu was carrying a load on his shoulders, and he almost fell down when she pulled him.

  "Let go!" He shouted angrily.

  Didn't he know how capable his own son was? Could he hurt the tall and strong Xiao Shuanzi? What's more, Xiao Shuanzi was more than a year older than Goudan.

  Widow Cui held Song Laoliu's legs tightly with both hands, sticking to them like a dog-skin plaster, "No! If you don't give me an explanation today, I won't let go even if I die!"

  The villagers who were watching the excitement were all amused when they saw this, and someone shouted: "Laoliu, they are blaming you."

  Song Laoliu was so angry that his face turned blue.

  Mrs. Qian was not happy. She took the burden from her husband's shoulders and sent him back to the house. She came out a few steps, grabbed Widow Cui's hair and scolded: "Who are you trying to blackmail, you whore? My son Goudan is just getting better and is behaving well at home. How could he hurt your son?"

  Widow Cui protected her hair, got up and rushed forward, knocking Mrs. Qian off balance.

  Song Laoliu quickly protected his wife and was about to hit Widow Cui, but was stopped by others.

  "Laoliu, you can't get involved in a fight between women. Stay aside."

  Song Laoliu had to withdraw his hand and watched his wife and Widow Cui entangled.

  After Wu sent the burden back, she immediately rushed over to take sides. The two worked together and finally subdued Widow Cui.

  Widow Cui was so angry that she screamed and rolled on the ground.

  At this time, Song Laoliu had returned to the house and asked his son Goudan and daughter, "What happened?"

  Goudan told the whole story and said at the end, "Xiao Shuanzi hit me first, so I hit him."

  Chang'an beside him nodded heavily, "He is bad!" She saw with her own eyes that the boy hit Goudan's brother first.

  Song Laoliu looked at his son with difficulty and asked in a low voice, "Why can you beat Xiao Shuanzi?"

  Widow Cui loved her son very much. Whenever there was delicious food in the house, she would give it to her son and raised Xiao Shuanzi to be fat and white.

  Goudan scratched his head and looked at a loss, "I don't know."

  Song Laoliu sighed and touched his son's head, "Don't be afraid, as long as we didn't start it, I don't think that Widow Cui can do anything."

  Goudan lowered his head.

  Widow Cui shouted at the door for a long time, scaring the two siblings so much that they kept hiding in the house with the door closed.

  Now that his parents are finally back, Goudan's heart is relieved.

  Song Laoliu walked out and repeated what his son said loudly.

  "My son was playing peacefully in his yard. First Song Chengye came and beat him, and then Xiao Shuanzi came. What's wrong? Do you think I, Song Liu, am easy to bully?"

  "Mr. Cui, if you continue to make trouble, I, Song Liu, am not someone you can easily mess with!"

  (End of this chapter)