Chapter 3188: lack of social beating
"Why don't you go to my hometown." Mrs. Zhang suggested.
"Where is your hometown?"
Mrs. Zhang said a place name, and everyone immediately shook their heads. It is a mountainous area in Zhejiang Province. Zhejiang Province is a powerful province with developed economy.
"You can't do that, we have to find a place where you can't eat meat, but work every day, preferably in the mountainous areas where the state helps the poor, where children can't even eat meat all year round, eat potatoes for three meals, and travel dozens of miles to go to school. Yes, you have to go to work in the fields, and since you sincerely want your children to suffer, you have to find a difficult area, otherwise it will be ineffective.”
Mrs. Qian always wanted her daughter to lose a layer of skin. If she wasn't worried about the accident, she would have sent her daughter to an African refugee area. Those African children on TV were so hungry that they felt distressed when they looked at her. Let's look at her again. Daughter, just take a bite and throw it away. Mrs. Qian really wanted to pack it and return it. She regretted why she took the risk of getting old and gave birth to such a debt collector to harm herself.
"Yes, it's better to be in the poverty alleviation mountainous area over Yunguichuan. It's very hard. Who of you has connections there?" Mrs. Wang asked.
Everyone shook their heads in unison. They didn't know the people over there. They were all housewives who looked after their husbands and children at home, and didn't know anything about the outside world.
"Men should have a way, or let them look for it?" Mrs. Xie said.
"No, I can't let my family know about this. He treats his little girl like an eyeball and is reluctant to even wash the dishes. How could he be willing to send it to the mountains to suffer? It has to be done secretly, so my husband can't know." Zhang The chief lady shook her head again and again.
If my husband knew about this plan, he would definitely fight her, so he had to hide it.
"My husband, too, treats the youngest daughter as an offering to his ancestors. I have already seen it through. I don't even count as a grass in his heart. My daughter is a golden lump." Mrs. Qian's voice was sour, but fortunately she was her own daughter. Otherwise she could die of acetic acid.
The other wives also didn’t want their husbands to know. Everyone reached an agreement and proceeded quietly. When the summer vacation was over, they said that they would sign up their children for a summer camp, go abroad to study, and then send the children to the mountains. Everything will be fine. .
"Where can I find a suitable place, my old Xie has nowhere to go. He is a scholar who shrinks his office every day and doesn't recognize anyone." Mrs. Xie said modestly.
"Xie Chu is someone who does big things. How can he be allowed to worry about these small things? Let's inquire slowly, we can always find it."
"It's a big deal to give me more money. There is still a month and a half before the holiday. It's too late."
Ye Qingqing didn't say anything. She didn't feel the same way. Xiaozhu didn't bother her much when she was a child. After becoming Zhu Zi's apprentice, she became a lot more sensible. very worry-free.
She didn't dare to say it, for fear of stimulating these runaway mothers, it would be better to keep a low profile.
However, she still supports the idea of letting the children suffer. The children are really too spoiled now, and they have never been beaten by the society. It is necessary to suffer a little bit, and she also has a suitable place, that is, the base of medicinal materials that Tie Dan is responsible for. Every day They all need people to work and grow medicinal materials, and they also need to take care of them. They are all local villagers, and they are paid according to work.
Those children can go to the medicinal material base to work and study, but Ye Qingqing doesn't want to take this job too much. The children are all baby bumps. If something happens at the base, it will be difficult to handle.
