The Xiang family's big room.
"Oh, this morning, I was wearing a raincoat for washing, a large basin of cloth, two baskets of vegetables, and the whole family's clothes. I was exhausted. The clothes on my body were all soaked. I didn't even know it. Which is rain and which is sweat..."
Sheng Nan Niang pushed the door open and came in, speaking as loudly as she usually did when talking to Father Xiang and Xiang Shengnan in the main room or in the yard. It was not at all because this was the daughter-in-law's house and she was still sleeping in the cradle in front of the bed. Looking at the little granddaughter, she was a little restrained.
The little baby girl in the cradle had just been fed and coaxed to sleep. When she heard this sound, her little brows furrowed slightly, and her little mouth started to hum.
Xiaoduo had just laid down, and when she heard the noise, she immediately sat up, gently pushed the cradle, and glanced at Sheng Nan's wife with displeasure.
"Mom, little girl just fell asleep, please speak lower."
Miss Sheng was stunned for a moment, then came to the cradle and took a look into the cradle.
"Tsk, tsk, look at this little thing, this scared her, why are you so squeamish!"
Although the tone was teasing, the eyes couldn't help but wander towards Xiaoduo.
Xiaoduo didn't bother to pay attention to her and continued to push the cradle gently.
Miss Sheng glanced at the child for a few times, then turned around and sat down on a stool beside her. Da Ma Jin Dao leaned back on the chair, looking as if she had fallen down tiredly and was about to collapse.
He was still mumbling, "I don't know when that guy Shengnan will come back. All the things at home have fallen on my shoulders alone. I'm so tired that my waist is broken and no one can pour me a bowl of tea." Hey, Duo'er, it's useless to raise a son. It's better to raise a daughter like you..."
Xiaoduo frowned secretly, not wanting to answer this conversation. During this period of close contact, she disliked listening to this mother-in-law talking even more.
Vulgar, boring, the East has a long history and the West has a shortcoming, everyone in the small Xiangjiazhuang can hear the right and wrong from her mouth.
Xiaoduo likes to listen to gossip, but that is limited to gossip, rather than listening to her mother-in-law arranging other people's rights and wrongs and cursing behind their backs.
"Katsunan and his aunt are really nothing. You said it's the second half of the year and the fields are idle. You still have to call Katsunan, your uncle, and your father-in-law to help renovate the house." On the chair, Katsunan's mother said again as usual Started a day of arranging other people's rights and wrongs.
"There's nothing to renovate in their two shabby houses. They don't let my Shengnan rest at home. They don't pay me any wages. They just take advantage of our Lao Xiang family."
"There were three old men in our house, and we just had lunch at their house without giving them a penny. She was so embarrassed, ugh, it's so shameless. The last time you gave birth to a baby, she came over to give you gifts. Among several relatives, she is the shabbiest, which is really outrageous..."
Xiaoduo originally thought that she would ignore her and let her mother-in-law speak for herself. After talking for a while, she naturally stopped talking when she became bored.
But I didn't expect that this person was convulsed for who knows what reason. The more he spoke, the more energetic he became, and the voice that had been suppressed before started to rise again.
The child in the cradle was sleeping more and more unsteadily, and his little fingers were moving.
Xiaoduo couldn't help it any longer, and was about to raise her head to stop the young lady, when she suddenly saw the child's little bellyband and little hat that she had pressed under her crotch.
The child had vomited a little bit of nai, which was dirty when he replaced it. He hadn't had time to wash it, so Xiaoduo hung on the back of the stool.
I don't know when I fell on the stool, but my mother-in-law sat down firmly, exposing a small corner on the side.
"Mother-in-law, please move your butt, it's pressing on Niuniu's clothes."
Sheng's wife was talking enthusiastically when she suddenly heard Xiaoduo yelling at her. She fished down the child's buttocks and pulled out the child's hat and bellyband.
She glanced at it and threw it on the ground casually, "Hey, this little thing can really help me. It just finished washing and hasn't been hung up yet, and here it is."
Seeing the child's bellyband and hat thrown to the ground, Xiaoduo's expression suddenly changed.
"Mother-in-law, what are you doing? How can you return little girl's clothes and throw them on the ground?"
Ms. Sheng looked indifferent and said, "Hey, what's the matter? They're all dirty anyway. I'll sit down and wash them later..."
"Even if you want to wash it, you can't just throw it on the ground like this. These are still little Niuniu's personal clothes." Xiaoduo looked serious.
She was embarrassed to say some unpleasant things. You are a woman in her forties, but your butt is so dirty. It’s not bad luck just pressing your butt on your child’s hat!
"Hey, you are really fussy. If you don't throw your dirty clothes on the floor, you have to throw them in the basin. Are you holding them in your hand like eyeballs?" Mr. Sheng's wife curled her lips, showing her disapproval on her face. superior.
Xiaoduo's face became more and more ugly, pointing to the little clothes on the ground, "Pick them up for me!"
The victorious man and his wife do not move.
"You don't want to pick it up, right? Okay, if you don't want to pick it up, I will. I won't bother you with anything in this house from now on..."
Xiaoduo said, lifting up the quilt and getting out of bed.
Seeing that Xiaoduo was showing his true feelings, Mr. Sheng's wife immediately became frightened.
"Hey, I picked it up, I picked it up. I didn't say anything about not picking it up. Isn't it because of the soreness in my back that I am slow to respond? Look at your impatience, it's really..."
Miss Sheng muttered, picking up the clothes on the ground and holding them in her hands.
"You who are in confinement, don't always be so impatient and angry. In the future, it will be the root of the disease that will affect Shengnan and your daughter, and you will suffer too..."
"Don't worry, even if I implicate Sheng Nan, it will be his pleasure. You don't have to worry about it."
"You little girl, I'm saying nice things for your own good, but why are you speaking so harshly? What a young lady, I'm going to do the laundry..."
Miss Sheng muttered and left the house.
Xiaoduo stood by the bed, wearing single clothes, her nose was sore, her eyes were red, and big tears fell.
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When Yang Huazhong drove his carriage into the yard, he happened to meet Mr. Sheng face to face.
"Oh, my father-in-law, my mother-in-law, why are you here even though it's raining? Come on, come on, please come inside."
A bright and enthusiastic smile appeared on Ms. Sheng's face, and she quickly greeted them into the yard.
Mrs. Sun's eyes suddenly softened a little when she saw Sheng Nan's wife holding some small clothes in her hands.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
Ms. Sheng shook the small clothes in her hands and said with a smile, "No, the little thing is very good at troubles. He vomited a little bit and got it dirty. Duo'er is a very particular person and cannot tolerate children. It's a little dirty, so I'll wash it quickly so that it can be replaced by the child."
Hearing this, Ms. Sun nodded in agreement, "You must wash and change frequently. Thank you for your hard work."
Sheng Nan's mother waved her hands repeatedly, "My mother-in-law is just a layperson. I'm a grandma, and I only have a little granddaughter right now. This is my precious baby. It's not too late to be rare. I'm so tired that I'm happy with it."
These words really touched Sun's heart, and she immediately looked at Mr. Sheng and his wife a lot closer.
Sheng Nan's wife said, "Well, you guys go into the house. Duo'er was still talking to me just now. She probably hasn't slept. I'm going to wash my clothes first and come back later to cook."
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Ugly women farming: Mountain man doting on his wife
Ugly women farming: Mountain man doting on his wife
