Chapter 8090 is even more tiring

Style: Romance Author: peak light rainWords: 2328Update Time: 24/01/11 20:11:23
Suddenly, she closed her mouth, turned sideways, and looked at Xiao Hei's room suspiciously.

After a while, Tan ran back to the kitchen, took a fire stick in his hand, walked out of the kitchen, and went straight to Xiao Hei's house.

He pushed the door open with a bang and found that no one was in the room.

Where did the bastard go? When she went to Luo's house before, she saw him squatting at the door eating melon seeds, with melon seed shells covering the floor.

Mrs. Tan searched around the small dark room and opened the cabinet door to see if anyone was hiding inside.

The result was nothing.

Where has this kid been? Could it be that I'm overthinking it? Didn't he eat it secretly?

When Tan turned around to leave, she suddenly felt blessed. She leaned down and put her face to the ground to look under Xiao Hei's bed...

Then, she got up quickly, went to the corner behind the door to get a long-handled broom, stuffed it under the bed, and started to pull at it...

"Hell, he'll eat whatever he catches, gnaw the bones cleanly, and then run away after eating, what a heartless thing!"

Tan subconsciously prepared to go back to the house to talk to Yang Huamei about this angry incident, but she suddenly stopped after taking two steps.

No, Mei'er was just angry at Dabai and the others. If she talks about Xiao Hei again, wouldn't it make Mei'er even more angry and tired?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Tan stuffed the bones intact under the bed, put the broom back in place, closed the door and returned to the kitchen.

When the sun was about to set, Tan was asked by Yang Huamei to go to the Luo family at the entrance of the village again to inquire about the situation.

As soon as I walked out of the yard, I saw a person poking his head behind the tree outside the yard.

Tan twitched the corner of his mouth and thought to himself, Xiao Hei, that idiot, what can he hide with such a thick figure hiding behind such a thin tree?

You idiot, you ate all the meat and bones into the dog's belly and grew a pig's brain!

Mrs. Tan cleared her throat and shouted to Xiao Hei: "I have to go out. Come home and stay with your mother. If anything happens to her, help her and stop running around."

Xiao Hei, who was hiding behind the tree, was startled when he heard Tan calling him.

I thought to myself that I was hiding so well, why did Ga Po see me? One eye can see better than two eyes, right?

Thinking of the half of the earthen pot of big stick bones and soup that he secretly ate, Xiao Hei felt a little guilty and cautiously stuck his head out to take a look.

Afraid that Mr. Tan would beat him, he hugged the tree and dared not come over.

Mrs. Tan laughed angrily at his silly look. When she was a child, she looked at this silly boy with a tiger-like head but how could he be so virtuous when he grew up?

Which one does this look like?

Like Wang Shuanzi?

That's not possible. Wang Shuanzi is shriveled and thin, as if he is made of paper, but he has a good brain and a sharp eye.

Like the uncles from the old Yang family?

That's even more impossible. Every man from the old Yang family is brought out with a straight-featured and upright image.

It seems that Xiaohei's ugliness and vulgarity are natural.

"Go back, go back. The dinner is stewed in the pot. Your mother has already eaten it. The pot is reserved for you."

Mrs. Tan made another confession before leaving. Then she stopped looking at Xiao Hei and turned around to head towards the entrance of the village.

Hearing that the dinner was left in the pot, Xiao Hei almost jumped up with excitement.

After digesting this afternoon, he was already hungry, otherwise he wouldn't have sneaked home.

But he didn't dare to go into the yard because he was afraid that his wife would be waiting in the house with a kitchen knife, and he was also afraid that his mother would point at his nose and scold him for not living up to his expectations.

I didn't expect that Ga Po would be so abnormal. So, didn't Ga Po notice that he stole the soup from the earthen pot?

Or did Ga Po find out but didn't suspect him?

No more guessing, Xiao Hei feels tired if he does anything that requires him to use his brain, and there is no need for it.

If Ga Po doesn’t hit or scold her, then go in and have dinner.

If Granny wants to hit or scold her, she can just hold her head and run away. Why do she want to do so much?

Xiao Hei rushed into the yard like a gust of wind. In the west room, Yang Huamei heard the noise and shouted, "Who is it? But Xiao Hei?"

Xiao Hei stopped and said, "It's me."

Yang Huamei said: "I haven't seen you this whole day, where have you gone crazy?"

Xiao Hei hesitated and couldn't speak.

Yang Huamei came to the window, opened a gap and looked at her little son standing at the door of the kitchen with his head hanging down, a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"You are such an old man, and you only want to play all day long. Even if you are asked to go back to the tea garden, what do you think?"

Over at the tea garden, Xu Yuanming's family had finished marrying their daughter, and the couple returned to the tea garden with their son and daughter-in-law. Xu Yuanming sent a message asking Xiao Hei to return to the tea garden to continue his apprenticeship.

But Xiao Hei won't go even if he kills him.

When I asked him why, he said that Xu Yuanming was not a good master. Last time he was driven home from the town and he was so stingy that he didn't give him food.

Yang Huamei was so angry that she almost vomited blood. People kicked you out because your uncles went to visit you several times. Your mother was sick and urged you to come back for a visit. If you don't come back, can your master keep you?

It would be impossible for anyone else to stay!

This makes me even more angry. I really don’t know what’s going on in this kid’s head at such a big age!

"Then what are you going to do now?" Yang Huamei put away those disturbing thoughts and asked Xiao Hei again.

Xiao Hei pointed to the kitchen, "Gama asked me to come back for dinner."

Yang Huamei's eyes dimmed. Eat, eat, eat, you will know how to eat.

"Mom, I'm going to eat, I'm hungry!"

After saying these words, Xiao Hei dove into the kitchen.

Yang Huamei shook her head, closed the window and lay back on the bed, feeling tight in her chest.

It is said that raising children can provide for her in old age, but only one of her two sons can provide for her in old age.

She no longer expects Xiao Hei to take care of her in old age, she only hopes Xiao Hei will not drag down Da Bai.

Being dragged down, I was afraid that my brothers would turn against each other.

In the kitchen, Xiao Hei opened the lid of the pot first and found that there was indeed egg fried rice in the pot.

Looking at the portion, it should be nearly three bowls, enough to eat.

Xiao Hei didn't bother to take the rice bowl, so he directly found an iron basin for washing rice, and poured all the egg fried rice in the pot into the iron basin.

There was also a plate of pickled cucumber strips placed on the pot table. Xiao Hei also put the plate into the basin, lifted it up and sat down at the mouth of the stove to eat.

Today's egg fried rice tastes a little different from usual.

Xiao Hei found that there were obviously a lot more egg flakes in the rice, and the oil was not rapeseed oil, but lard, which was very delicious and smooth. His mouth was full of oil and he wanted to eat more.

In the blink of an eye, all the egg fried rice in the iron basin was stripped away, not a single grain was left.

Xiao Hei wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand and let out a loud burp.

It’s so enjoyable, so cool!

As for washing the dishes and chopsticks after eating?

Haha, that’s impossible. How can a man finish washing the dishes? Washing dishes is a woman’s job. Men just need to eat!

Xiao Hei wiped his lips and got up and went to the west room to find Yang Huamei.

"Mother, mother, do you want tea?"

Before others could enter the house, voices came shouting.

Yang Huamei was sitting on the bed doing needlework without even lowering her eyelids, "I won't drink."

"Ha, you don't want to drink?" Her butt is a little plump and her pants are a little tight, getting stuck in the seam of her butt.

Xiao Hei picked two handfuls, twisted his body and smiled at Yang Huamei, who was so flattering, and said, "What...Mom, do you still have the sweet sesame cakes that Third Aunt and the others sent last time?"