Changping Village.
Even in such bad weather, Mrs. Tan insisted on giving up the warm and comfortable east room and came to Yang Huazhong's house at the entrance of the village. She had one purpose. She knew that today Yang Huazhong and his father went to the town to find Dabai together, so the old lady had to come to Yang Huazhong's house to wait. .
She wanted to hear the results immediately.
"I have been this old lady all my life. I know how to torment people. Isn't it nice to lie in bed on a cold day? I have to come out and suffer this!"
In the backyard, when Mrs. Sun accompanied Mrs. Liu to use the toilet, Mrs. Liu complained to Mrs. Sun.
"Third girl and I were counting the embroidery pieces in her dowry box. We managed to count more than half of them, but we were interrupted by her. We had to start over again when we went home. She really makes things worse. ah!"
Mrs. Sun smiled and patiently listened to Mrs. Liu's complaint, and finally said: "Mother is thinking about Mei'er in her heart, and feels sorry for Mei'er's injustice. We must be considerate and considerate."
Mrs. Liu sighed, shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands: "How can I deal with it if she is not considerate? She can't hold anyone else in her heart except Mei'er."
Sun laughed, "Don't say that. It can only be said that in her heart, Mei'er is the first priority, and others are ranked behind, but after all, there are still some, such as Third Girl, Mianmian..."
The third girl is getting married in a few days, and the old lady moved back to her old house just to spend more time with the third girl.
Another example is that when Mianmian and Jiang Xianjun's marriage fell out a while ago, the old lady moved a stool to the door of Jiang's house to curse.
Another example……
Sun gave Liu several examples in one breath.
Mrs. Liu also thought of the incident when Mrs. Tan returned home and secretly stuffed a silver hairpin into the bottom of the box for the third girl. The anger on Mrs. Liu's face immediately subsided.
She waved her hand and said, "That's all, I don't bother to argue with her. She is the children's grandmother after all. If we don't care about her face, we have to care about the children's, right, third sister-in-law?"
Mrs. Sun smiled knowingly: "Yes, that's the truth. I know that you, fourth sister, are a sensible person."
Mrs. Liu felt a little guilty after saying this, not because the old lady had stuffed the third girl with several pieces of jewelry...
But Mrs. Liu was true to her words, "Hey, Third Sister-in-law has a good eye for people, and she saw right away that I am sensible!"
Mrs. Sun has long been accustomed to Mrs. Liu's behavior of selling melons and boasting about herself.
There are five sisters-in-law, including the second sister-in-law Yang who passed away early. Mrs. Sun knows everyone's temperament very clearly.
Among them, she and her fifth sibling Bao Suyun have the most similar temperaments, so they are the most compatible. Although they are sisters-in-law, they are better than sisters.
"Third sister-in-law, I'm done pulling, do you want to do it?"
Mrs. Liu came out of the hut with her belt on and didn't forget to ask Mrs. Sun.
Sun smiled and shook his head, "I didn't."
"If you don't, then let's go back to the front yard!"
Ms. Liu came over and took Ms. Sun's arm, and snuggled close to Ms. Sun's side.
The corner of Sun's eye glanced at Mrs. Liu's unwashed hands, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, but she did not break away her hands, "Well, go back, mother is still waiting for us in the main room!"
In the hall, Mrs. Jin and the third girl helped Mrs. Liu deliver the people and hurried back to the old house. Mrs. Jin had to go back to take care of Yang Yongzhi and Yang Yongqing's children, while the third girl had to rush back to sort out the embroidery work.
Several of them have come over, and there is almost no one in the backyard of the old house. If the emperor of the twelfth month is targeted by a thief, the loss will be great, so he has to go back quickly.
So when Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Liu returned to the main room, they found Mrs. Tan standing alone under the eaves at the entrance of the main room, staring at the ground in the yard in front of her in a daze, still muttering in her mouth.
"What has this old lady been mumbling about all day long?" Mrs. Liu asked Mrs. Sun in a low voice.
Mrs. Sun shook her head and signaled Mrs. Liu to stop talking nonsense. She came to Mrs. Tan and said with a low eyebrow, "Mom, the snow is melting outside and it's freezing. Can I help you go back to the house to warm yourself by the fire?"
Mrs. Tan raised her hand, and Mrs. Sun discovered that the old lady was holding a small copper stove in her hand.
"Yeah, I won't treat myself badly..." Mrs. Liu muttered beside her. Suddenly something occurred to her, and she suddenly opened her eyes wide and asked Mrs. Tan: "When I carried you here, I always felt that there was a round and hard thing." Something was pressing against my back. When I asked you what it was, you said it was your sternum. After doing this for a long time, you hid a copper stove on your body? "
Mrs. Tan glanced sideways at Mrs. Liu, as if expressing contempt for her belated stupidity.
This made Mrs. Liu very angry. She pulled up her sleeves and said angrily: "Old lady, you are very unkind. I kindly offered you a job as an ox or a horse to carry you here. You have the whole copper stove on you. If the charcoal fire is thrown out, will it burn me to death?"
Mrs. Tan looked at Mrs. Liu as if she were an idiot, "You idiot, since I brought it, I won't let it spill out. Why are you burned to death? You are not a sweet potato. You can't be used as rations even if you cook it."
Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes in anger.
Mrs. Sun quickly pulled Mrs. Liu aside, "Forget it, forget it, the packs are all here, and besides, the copper stove lady is also well protected, so don't dwell on this matter anymore."
Mrs. Liu took a deep breath to suppress her anger, "Okay, I won't bother with this matter anymore, but from now on, if I carry this old lady on my back again, I will be a bastard!"
Mrs. Tan continued to fan the flames beside her: "Hey, it seems like no one cares about you carrying me as a piggyback. That hair hasn't been washed for I don't know how long and it smells like oil smoke. It's killing me."
Mrs. Liu was so angry that she yelled, "Sister-in-law, did you hear that? What did this old lady say? I became a tired dog and carried her here, and she still dislikes me..."
"Mom didn't mean that, fourth brother and sister, don't think too much about it." As soon as Sun finished speaking, Tan continued:
"That's what I meant. What's going on? My fourth daughter-in-law, you haven't buried her for a day or two. Who among us doesn't know who you are? I let you carry me because I think highly of you and give you face!"
Indeed, Mrs. Liu has always been crushed by Mr. Tan in terms of personal hygiene.
This also has something to do with personal personality and living habits since childhood. Mr. Liu is... used to being sloppy.
Tan, on the other hand, has a bit of a mysophobia in life, so even though he is seventy years old, his gray hair needs to be washed every now and then. When he combs his hair every day, he has to use a comb dipped in warm water to cover his hair to ensure that it is not tangled.
"Mom, please stop saying a few words. I'm begging you. We don't have enough things at home!"
Mrs. Sun really couldn't do anything to Mrs. Tan. She knew Mrs. Liu's temper and deliberately used words to irritate Mrs. Liu. Why bother seeing Mrs. Liu jumping around in anger?
Mrs. Tan curled her lips and gave Mr. Sun some face before speaking again.
Mrs. Liu complained there, but Mrs. Tan didn't respond. She was looking at the snow piled in the corner of the yard or the stone road in the middle of the yard leading to the courtyard gate.
