Gu Fei stretched out her hand to calm Mrs. Chen down and whispered: “Mom, don’t be angry. If that kid comes later, ask my brothers to pick up the bowls and not let him grab them.”

Mrs. Chen was amused by Gu Fei’s words and shook her head: “No child from another family is like him.”

Isn’t it? Huzi was about the same age as Bao’er. But he sat there and ate buckwheat paste in a well-behaved manner. He doesn’t run around at all.

This Baoer was spoiled by Mrs. Qian.

After dinner, Mrs. Chen asked Gu Erlang and Gu Sanlang of the Gu family to fetch water to boil. After the water boiled, she asked the two of them to take Gu Fei to the inn room and bath her.

The old lady was jealous and couldn’t help but murmur: “This girl is so rich and expensive. She does not have water to drink, but she also has water to take a bath. This cost 100 cents per bucket!”

Mrs. Chen added firewood and said calmly: “After all, it’s the money Xiao Fei earned herself. She can spend it how she wants.”

The old lady was speechless.

She definitely can’t go back to her eldest son’s family now. Mrs. Qian doesn’t welcome her. At least, she can stay with her second son’s family all the way.

That’s it, she will just turn a blind eye.

The old lady persuaded herself and closed her mouth tightly.

The injury on Gu Fei’s back had scabbed over. She took out the shampoo and shower gel and took a quick bath. The dirty water that her second brother and the others carried out was all black, and Gu Fei didn’t even notice it.

After taking a bath, Lanzhi wiped Gu Fei’s hair, while Mrs. Chen and Li Chunhua set up the bed on the ground.

Fortunately, the ground was covered with wood, so it wasn’t too cold or damp, so they could sleep there.

After Gu Fei took a bath, she sat on the bed made by Mrs. Chen on the floor. She looked at the soles of her feet and shouted: “Mom, I have blisters on my feet.”

Mrs. Chen hurried over and held Gu Fei’s feet: “Oh, my daughter has suffered a lot. Just wait, I will prick you with a needle. You won’t be able to walk unless you prick it.”

At this time, Lanzhi also said, aggrieved: “I have it on my feet too.”

Mrs. Chen sighed: “I’ll pick it up for you soon.”

The old lady was lying on the bed and muttered: “You’re so delicate.” She turned over, and oh, her whole body hurt.

There was a bright blister on Gu Fei’s foot. Mrs. Chen found a needle, heated it on the flame of the candle, and popped Gu Fei’s blister with a quick movement.

Gu Fei turned around and saw her grandmother sleeping facing the other side, so she quickly took the ointment from the space and applied it to her.

The blisters on Lanzhi’s feet also popped. Gu Fei applied medicine to her and threw two cloth towels to her: “Wrap them around to prevent the ointment from being rubbed off.”

“It will be more comfortable to walk tomorrow if you wrap it up.”

The open room downstairs was noisy at this time.

This open room was a house with two rooms connected, with a row of earthen kangs built along the windows, and some straw piled randomly on the kangs.

Except for Gu Fei, who asked for a room, the rest of the family in their group stayed there.

Mrs. Qian ordered Xing’er to grab more straws so that their bed would be thicker warmer, and less rigid.

Xing’er saw that the land she occupied was already covered with a lot of straw, but Mrs. Qian was still urging her: “Hurry up and bring more straw.”

Xing’er hesitated and went to the end of the kang. There were a lot of them against the wall.

When Xing’er walked over there, just as she was about to pick up a handful of straw, her aunt’s granddaughter Juhua looked at her with a raised eyebrow: “What are you doing? We will use them!”