That afternoon, the quarrel between Xian Junniang and Mrs. Scar was spread throughout the village through the "enthusiasts" adding fuel to the fire.
Then, Mrs. Liu came to find Yang Ruoqing.
"...The two of them were beaten until their pants were pulled down, revealing their big white buttocks. It really made people laugh to death!"
Yang Ruoqing shook her head after hearing this.
"Fourth Aunt, go and help me pass a message to the heads of several porridge sheds."
"What are you talking about? Say it!"
"Tomorrow's two meals of relief food will not be given to Jun Niang and Scar's wife."
"Ah? Not to both of them? Why?" Ms. Liu asked in surprise.
Yang Ruoqing glanced sideways at Madam Liu, half-smiling but not smiling: "What do you think, Fourth Aunt?"
Mrs. Liu's eyes were rolling, and she suddenly slapped her thigh, "Ha, I understand, those two shrews are wasting relief food, they must be punished!"
"I punished the two of them and also warned other people in the village that if anyone wastes relief food like the two of them again, the consequences will be the same as the two of them, right?"
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Mr. Liu appreciatively, "Fourth Aunt, can you read minds? You can read everything in my mind."
This was a compliment, and Mrs. Liu felt very happy when she heard it.
"That's necessary. We work together every day. I can probably guess what you want." She said.
Then he stood up boldly and said, "Don't worry, Qing'er, I promise to handle this matter for you. I'll do it while the iron is hot!"
Mrs. Liu rushed out of the room like a gust of wind. With her confident steps and high-spirited head, she was like an imperial minister who had obtained Shang Fang's sword. She was unstoppable!
This afternoon, Mrs. Liu visited several porridge sheds in one breath, and said hello to the heads of the sheds and the women in charge of serving porridge.
After she was done, she walked towards the village. Whenever she met someone who greeted her on the way, she would stop and chat with them.
Even if the other person doesn't take the initiative to greet her, she still has to greet him enthusiastically and then chat with him for a few words.
They chatted all about Xian Junniang and Mrs. Scar, and then told the other party that Qing'er was dissatisfied with the two of them's behavior of wasting relief food, and planned to stop their meals for a day to see the consequences.
If the two of them still don't know what's wrong, then stop until they both know what's wrong.
And the remaining portion of the relief food they had was just enough to share with others.
So, it spread from person to person, and soon almost everyone in the village knew about it.
Everyone was discussing this matter privately, and those who had not wasted relief food felt calm and confident.
As for those who had wasted their money, they were worried that this matter would be revealed to Yang Ruoqing by someone with ulterior motives.
Yang Ruoqing used the trick of killing chickens to scare monkeys so well that when distributing relief food at night, everyone was cautious, holding the bowls with both hands, for fear of accidentally knocking over the bowl and spilling the porridge, which would anger Yang Ruoqing...
The second room of the Jiang family.
Jiang Er just finished peeing and lay back on the bed with the help of Jiang Xianjun.
"Xianjun, what time is it now?" Jiang Er asked.
Jiang Xianjun looked out the window and gave an approximate time.
Jiang Er said again: "Your mother usually comes back with dinner at this time, but she's not back yet today?"
Jiang Xianjun said: "Maybe I met someone on the road and stopped to chat for a few words."
Jiang Er nodded, "That's right. If you want to chat with someone, let's have a good chat. I'm afraid that while chatting, she'll get into a fight with someone like she did yesterday."
Speaking of the quarrel between Xianjun's mother and Scarzi's wife behind the house yesterday, Jiang Xianjun's face didn't look good.
There seemed to be something stuck in his heart, making him breathless.
He didn't care if people in the village compared him with Ye Yi. He felt that he was not weaker than Ye Yi. Ye Yi was just lucky enough to follow Luo Fengtang and find a good future.
You are a farmer, what’s wrong with you, a farmer? If you have your own fields and crops, you can stand tall by working and eating with your own hands.
He was depressed because of Mianmian.
It's only been a year, and Mianmian is already engaged to someone else?
How could she change her mind so quickly? Is it true that the friendship between the two of them since childhood is gone?
He couldn't help himself and was forced by his mother, but on Mianmian's side, her parents shouldn't be willing to force her?
What did Ye Yi do to her to make her change her mind so quickly? At that time, she was engaged to Zheng Xiaoqin. Didn't Mianmian run away to live in the county to avoid this?
She must have me in her heart, otherwise it would be impossible to escape.
That was what happened in the first half of the year. It has only been a few months. Why has she changed her mind?
Jiang Xianjun was full of doubts. He dreamed last night that he went to Mianmian's house and found her. Just when he was about to question her face to face, it was dawn and the crow of the cock woke him up from his dream...
"Xianjun, don't listen to what people outside say, let alone take it to your heart."
Jiang Er saw his son looking lonely and wondered if his son had been affected by the words outside. So the old father lay on the bed and was paralyzed, and couldn't help but worry about his son.
Jiang Xianjun came to his senses, and he and Jiang Er forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Dad, don't worry, I won't do it."
"It's okay if you don't know how to do it. You and Mianmian are in the past. There's nothing we can do about whether they are destined or not."
Jiang Er sighed softly. If the child's mother hadn't caused trouble in the middle, both children would have been married by now.
And I would not be embarrassed to meet Lao Wu.
But things have come to this, so what can be done? People have to look forward!
"Xiao Qin already has your baby. When our rice arrives in the warehouse in two months, we will organize your marriage."
"From now on, you and Xiaoqin live a good life, and don't wrong this girl. As for Mianmian, you will naturally love her if you have one, so don't worry about her anymore. It doesn't matter whether she is doing well or not, it's all with you. It doesn’t matter at all, you know?”
Jiang Er was a person who had been there, and Jiang Xianjun was deeply moved by these earnest words of advice.
He nodded vigorously, "Dad, my son knows what's going on, so don't worry about me."
Only then did Jiang Er reveal a relieved smile. He leaned on the pillow, looked out the window at the darkening sky, and muttered, "Why isn't your mother coming back? It's going to be dark today..."
Jiang Xianjun didn't worry about his mother. Considering that his father was probably hungry too, he stood up and said, "Dad, please stay alone for now. I'll go out to pick up my mother."
"Okay, go ahead!"
Jiang Xianjun left the house and just walked to the main room when he happened to meet his mother.
Her mother was holding a big bowl and a big bowl in her hand.
These two utensils are necessary for her to go to the porridge shed every day during this period. The big bowl is used to hold porridge for three people, and the large bowl is used to hold steamed buns for three people.
