Wanghai County, Changping Village, Yang Yongjin’s bedroom.
When Xiuhong heard Cao Bamei's scolding, she was so angry that she threw something in her hand to the ground, stamped the ground with all her strength, gritted her teeth, and said with a cry in her voice: "Mom, you are just biased, you obviously have deep feelings in your heart." That’s what I thought, they had to reprimand me to protect their face. If I lied, you’ll know later when you call my sister over and ask!”
"What do you mean, I'm idle?" Cao Bamei's eyes widened even more.
"Okay, you're busy and I'm free. I'll go to Lijia Village and ask her face to face!"
When Cao Bamei saw that this girl Xiuhong had said this, she really wanted to run out and panicked.
Ignoring the overwhelming pain in my mind, which was like knocking over a bowl of tofu pudding, I hurriedly chased after Xiuhong and grabbed Xiuhong.
He pushed Xiuhong hard, pushed Xiuhong back to the house, and shouted sternly: "Are you crazy, girl? Why are there so many things? I already said that I won't pursue this matter, I won't pursue it, it's me Don’t you understand what I’m saying? Or are you deliberately going against me?”
Cao Bamei poked Xiuhong's head and shoulders and scolded her.
This verbal output caused her emotions to rise and fall, and the blood in her body also surged.
Hey, that's weird.
The muscles and veins in the temples that were still beating before were dominated by the ups and downs of emotions. The blood in the whole body accelerated in the blood vessels and became smooth all the way.
The previously knotted tendons at the temples actually relaxed at this moment. Although they were still intricate, they no longer swelled and hurt, but began to flow freely.
Cao Bamei's headache disappeared.
Once this headache disappears, the whole person sees the world much more clearly.
Unlike before, there was a double image in front of me, which even hurt my ears, and there was a buzzing inside from time to time.
Now there is no headache, no pain in the eyes, no ringing in the ears, and Cao Bamei has completely returned to normal.
Seeing the second daughter in front of her who had her head lowered after being scolded by her, clenching her fists in grievance, her shoulders slightly shrugging, and her tears falling like beans, Cao Bamei's heart softened immediately, and she felt sorry for what she had just done. I felt annoyed by those somewhat extreme words and deeds.
So, she quickly changed the finger from poking her daughter's forehead to stroking her daughter's bangs.
Xiu Hong tilted her head, avoided Cao Bamei's hand, stepped back a few steps, and looked up at Cao Bamei angrily with her eyes red with tears.
"You only have sister and brother in your heart, not me at all!"
"You don't believe anything I say, and you don't see anything I do. If my sister's voice is a little louder, you will be scared to death. You will do anything to her. I am redundant!"
Cao Bamei was stunned by the second daughter's words.
When she reacted, she was really anxious and a little angry.
"How can you, a girl, say such a thing? Do you know how much it hurts my mother's heart to say such a thing?"
A trace of guilt and panic flashed across Xiuhong's eyes, but was immediately replaced by stubbornness.
She cocked her neck and looked at Cao Bamei like an enemy, and even said angrily: "So what if I hurt your heart? You don't care about me anyway, I'm just superfluous, sandwiched between my sister and my brother..." "
"Erya, don't say that, my mother feels really uncomfortable when you say that!"
Cao Bamei stepped forward and held Xiu Hong's hand.
Xiuhong shook it hard but didn't shake it away.
Cao Bamei shook her red-embroidered hands vigorously, and said in an anxious tone: "Erya, your father and I are not the kind of men who favor boys over girls. You three siblings are our treasures! They all came from your mother." How can I not like you or care about you? Stop thinking nonsense, silly boy!"
Twelve-year-old Xiu Hong is in the transition period of a girl's personality. She is most sensitive in her cardamom years.
Cao Bamei's words actually weakened the anger in her heart a lot. However, a girl's sensitive self-esteem did not allow her to calm down like an adult and sit down to talk to her mother.
On the contrary, she felt that her mother's words were very affectionate and embarrassing, so she shook off Cao Bamei's hand, turned around and ran back to her house angrily, and slammed the door.
When Cao Bamei chased her to the door of the Xiuhong House, she happened to hear the sound of the door being bolted.
Cao Bamei coaxed her a few more words at the door, but the people inside just didn't appreciate it.
Cao Bamei had no choice but to sigh helplessly.
"Then you have a good rest. I don't want you to make dinner for dinner. Mom, let me make your favorite noodles, okay?"
There was no response from the room.
Cao Bamei stood at the door of the house for a while, sighing secretly.
The third son was playing marbles on the open space at the door of the house. He tilted his head and asked Cao Bamei: "Did the second sister cry? Did mother beat the second sister?"
Cao Bamei walked over and buttoned up the open collar of the mistress's coat again, "Why would Mom hit your second sister? It's too late for Mom to hurt your second sister."
"Then why is the second sister crying? Who bullied her?" The third son asked curiously.
"Your second sister is not crying, she is sleepy and wants to rest for a while." Cao Bamei said.
If you say you cry later, if the person inside hears it, you will feel embarrassed again, and you will become even more angry.
"Little third son, just play in front of your second sister's door. After a while, knock on the door. When your second sister comes out, take her to the kitchen to eat."
The mistress nodded obediently.
Feeling exhausted, Cao Bamei walked back to the front yard to prepare dinner.
There are three children in the family, two daughters and one son. Judging from the current situation, the tempers of the two daughters are not very good, one is hotter than the other.
At present, the most obedient one is the youngest son.
I just don’t know if the third son will be so good when he grows up.
In the evening, Yang Ruoqing came over to Cao Bamei's house.
At that time, Cao Bamei was cooking noodles in the kitchen.
"Second sister-in-law, I heard from Xiuhong that you had a headache today and didn't want to get up. How are you doing now? Are you feeling better?"
Yang Ruoqing asked questions and put an open sea bowl in her hand on the stove.
Cao Bamei turned around and saw that the visitor was Yang Ruoqing. She smiled and said, "You are so busy at home and you are still thinking of me. It's okay. I have an old problem. I'll be fine after a few sleeps."
Then she saw the big bowl on the stove.
"This is?"
"Small crispy pork." Yang Ruoqing said.
"At noon, I invited the master from the restaurant to cook at home, and there was still some leftover. I saw that my mistress likes to eat crispy pork at noon, so I brought the crispy pork to you. I will deliver the other dishes to other houses later. "
There are also fish, shrimps and chickens, and each house in the old Yang family, as well as the Sun family, all have a share.
Cao Bamei glanced at the small crispy pork in the big bowl. Oh my god, this small crispy pork is so good. One by one, they are as long as an adult’s middle finger and about the same thickness. They are wrapped in a layer of small crispy pork powder and fried. Afterwards, the aroma of golden pepper makes people appetizing just by looking at it.
And tonight at home, Er Yatou and I are eating noodles together. When the time comes, we will pour this bowl of crispy pork into the noodle soup and cook it together. Darling, it’s delicious just thinking about it!
