"Mom, why can't you tell me that we eat meat and don't you give us milk?" The seven-year-old boy named Gou Sheng raised his head and asked his mother in confusion.
He had been raised by his grandmother since he was a child. She always stuffed delicious food into his mouth.
The eldest daughter-in-law slapped Gou Sheng on the head and said, "I'll give you a little bit of meat. I'll give you milk. You ate too much when you were young. I don't care about these few pieces. We can just eat it ourselves. Stop talking nonsense." "
After sending away the leftovers, the eldest daughter-in-law and her husband closed the door and continued eating.
Gou Sheng played with the children outside for a while, then felt bored and ran to Xiangzi's mother's house to play.
Xiangzi's mother was intermittently ill, and she happened to wake up when the dog left. She lay on the bed and looked at Zhang Xiangzi's house across the way, and began to wipe her tears again.
He was still muttering in his mouth, "My Xiangzi is locked up in that little hut where there is no light, and I don't know what is going on right now."
Gou Sheng jumped into the house and came to his mother's bed.
When Xiangzi's mother saw her eldest grandson, she felt a little better and reached out to Gou Sheng.
"Come, dear grandson, come to Nai, let Nai take a good look at it."
Gou Sheng came to the bed obediently and heard Xiangzi's mother ask, "Has your mother cooked lunch? Is your father going to deliver food to your uncle?"
Gou Sheng thought for a moment, "We had lunch. When I came out, my parents were still eating. I don't know if they gave it to my uncle."
"Then what did you have for lunch?" Xiangzi asked again.
As soon as Gou Sheng opened his mouth, he suddenly burped.
Xiangzi's nose moved. It smelled like meat.
"Gou Sheng, what did you eat for lunch? Tell me about it." Xiangzi's mother asked coaxingly.
Gou Sheng remembered his mother's advice and didn't dare to say anything.
Xiangzi's mother touched Gou Sheng's belly and said, "Grandma will know if you touch her. You ate braised pork, right?"
Gou Sheng looked at Xiangzi's mother in surprise, "Grandma, you are so awesome. You can tell that I have eaten meat just by touching it. Grandma is so awesome. Teach me, teach me."
The anger in Xiangzi's mother's heart could cook a pot of dog meat. She smiled perfunctorily at Gou Sheng, "It's okay to teach you, but you have to tell grandma honestly what else you ate at noon besides meat."
When the eldest daughter-in-law came to deliver the meal, Xiangzi's mother was sitting on the bed and taking a nap with her eyes closed.
"Mom, it's time to eat."
The eldest daughter-in-law said crisply after entering the door, and placed a bowl on the small stool beside the bed.
Xiangzi's wife opened her eyes and saw in the bowl a multigrain steamed bun, a pinch of pickled cabbage, a spoonful of fried dried soybeans, and a pinch of chives.
"Come here and help me, I can't sit up." Xiangzi's mother said to her eldest daughter-in-law.
The eldest daughter-in-law came to Xiangzi's mother's bedside. As soon as she leaned down, her hair was grabbed by Xiangzi's mother.
Xiangzi's mother slapped the eldest daughter-in-law twice in the face, causing her hair to fall apart and her face to become swollen.
She screamed and quickly escaped from Xiangzi's mother's hands and stepped aside.
"Mom, why are you beating me up so well? I have to serve you every day. It's not a reward, but it's hard work."
Xiangzi's mother picked up the bowl on the side and threw it at the eldest daughter-in-law, "You have a bad heart and a bad conscience. You eat meat secretly and then give it to me, my mother-in-law, with sauerkraut. You are going to die."
Xiangzi's mother scolded her like a storm, scolding her from her hair to her toes. In the end, all the eighteen generations of her mother's family came to greet her.
The eldest daughter-in-law couldn't bear to listen and ran away with her tail between her legs in fright.
Xiangzi's mother recovered from her illness and began to walk around the village. Whenever she had something to do, she would sit on a small bench under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village and curse.
He scolded the three daughters, the eldest son and daughter-in-law, scolded Zhang Lezi, and finally, by innuendo, scolded the fifth and third bedrooms of the Yang family, as well as several village elders.
At first everyone came to watch, but in the end when she caught anyone and scolded them, everyone treated her like a madman.
"That old Zhang family woman sits at the entrance of the village crying and cursing every day. It's really heartbreaking to see her."
That night, brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming came to visit Lao Yangtou in his old house. When they talked about Lao Zhang's family, Lao Yangtou couldn't help but sigh.
Yang Huazhong glanced at Lao Yang in surprise, thinking that he heard wrongly, Dad, this is to sympathize with Lao Zhang's family
Old Yangtou continued, "I still remember when the leper woman Huang came in, the leper father asked me to be the matchmaker. I even went to congratulate their family on the birth of their first daughter. Now, so many years have passed. What are they doing?" How do you live your life like this?
When Mrs. Huang came in, she was a respectable girl with a square face. But now she has fallen into this state. Oh, how pitiful she is."
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Yang Huazhong couldn't stand listening anymore and looked at Lao Yang with a frown, "Dad, did I hear you right? You are actually sympathizing with and protecting the old Zhang family. You should know what the old Zhang family did." Let’s make it like this”
Yang Huaming also looked at Old Yang in astonishment, "Dad, what you said is that you are from our old Yang family, not from our old Zhang family. That Zhang Xiangzi wanted to bully your granddaughter Mianmian."
The corner of Lao Yangtou's mouth twitched, revealing a strange smile.
"Let me tell you, these five houses are not easy to worry about. They can't make a sound with just one slap. Why doesn't Zhang Xiangzi mess with other girls? Why did he mess with Mianmian instead?"
"Snapped"
Yang Huazhong slapped his hand on the table, stood up and said, "That's enough."
Old Yang was stunned for a moment and looked straight at Yang Huazhong.
Yang Huazhong was so angry that his eyes almost popped out, "It's a bunch of nonsense, it's a bunch of nonsense."
"I have never seen an old man like you. My granddaughter was bullied and she still spoke for the bad guys. I can't find anything to say to you. You, you should just take care of yourself."
Yang Huazhong turned around and left without giving Old Yang another look.
When passing by the bed, Ms. Tan had just woken up and was sitting on the bed with sleepy eyes being fed by another Zhang family woman.
This Zhang's mother-in-law's husband's family also has the surname Zhang, but they are completely different from Zhang Lezi's family.
"Why is there so much noise in this room? Who are they?"
Tan's voice came from behind.
The mother-in-law of the Zhang family who was serving her said, "It's okay, Auntie, I've prepared your dinner for you. I won't be able to eat it right now."
"Eat, I'm already hungry. Bring it to me quickly."
Yang Huazhong walked faster. He hated how his feet were so cheap tonight. He had to come here to find trouble.
Yang Huaming arrived home on the front foot, and Yang Huaming also arrived on the back foot.
"Third brother, don't be angry. After you left, I gave our father a harsh lecture. Now he has realized his mistake and what he said was outrageous." Yang Huaming said .
Yang Huazhong sneered, "That's what he is. He's a coward when caught, and confused when he's let go. I don't want to judge him, and I don't want to believe him, just let him do whatever he wants." I want to chat with more like-minded people about ugly women farming mountain men. Doting on your wife to no end, use WeChat to "read literature" to talk about life and find a confidant
Ugly women farming: Mountain man doting on his wife
Ugly women farming: Mountain man doting on his wife
