"Hey, Liu Dazhu, I heard them say that you have a nickname called Kneeling on the Washboard?"
Seeing that Liu Dazhu was hesitant and refused to say anything, Mrs. Liu decided to take the initiative, "Hey, your 200-pound wife is going to punish you by kneeling on the washboard, right?"
"Are you really kneeling down? There are countless edges on the washboard. Don't your knees feel swollen?"
Liu Dazhu turned sideways, not daring to look directly into Mrs. Liu's eyes.
Mrs. Liu also walked around to the other side of him, forcing him to look at her: "Don't be silent? There are no outsiders here. Tell me, besides the washboard, have you kneeled on anything else?" For example, stone grinding or something?"
Liu Dazhu: "My mother-in-law, you are asking this..."
Not only was Liu Dazhu so embarrassed and ashamed that his head kept digging into his crotch, and his face was as red as a cooked prawn, even Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming next to him took a few breaths.
Mr. Zhou also once again looked at Mr. Liu with admiration.
This mother-in-law really dares to ask anything!
She also talks a lot, has no good mouth, and asks about everything. Fortunately, Jin Chuan is a deaf-mute girl, so she can neither hear nor speak.
Otherwise, if both of them can listen and speak, and get together, there will be conflicts if they can't keep it together.
This is fine now, they are complementary.
"Fourth brother and sister, it's almost done. Let him change his clothes so that we can talk about business!" Yang Huazhong finally lost his temper and stopped Liu.
In fact, in the previous incident, Yang Huazhong was deliberately allowing Mr. Liu to ask.
The purpose is still not to like what Liu Dazhu did, and just want to embarrass him.
Now, let it go when it’s good!
Ms. Liu was a little reluctant because she had yet to get a clear result on what she was inquiring about.
But Yang Huazhong had spoken, and Mrs. Liu must have given Yang Huazhong face.
"Okay, let's talk about the business later, and then I'll ask again!" Ms. Liu said.
The muscles on Liu Dazhu's face twitched violently.
Looking at Ms. Liu's back as she tiptoed out of the house, Liu Dazhu smiled bitterly, feeling worried about his daughter.
This mother-in-law is obviously a talkative woman. People who like to inquire about other people's family affairs are gossipy, spread rumors, and are not easy to get along with.
If a daughter marries into such a family, can she live a peaceful life?
"Everyone's gone, what are you still doing? You're a worthless thing!"
It wasn't until Zhou's sharp voice rang in his ears that Liu Dazhu suddenly came to his senses and realized that all the old Yang family members in the room were gone.
Only the fierce-looking Zhou was left standing there, glaring at him fiercely. Read a book
That expression, with teeth and claws bared, seemed like he was going to eat himself alive.
Liu Dazhu shrank his neck, "Sister, what should I do next?"
"Don't call me sister, I can't afford it!" Ms. Zhou waved her hands wildly, as if a maggot had recognized her as her mother. She wanted to dislike her as much as she wanted.
"Lao Yang's family is waiting for you in the elegant room. Please quickly change your clothes and put on your shoes before coming back!"
After taking two steps, Mrs. Zhou thought of something and shouted at Liu Dazhu again: "Don't think that I care about you because I care about you. Liu Dazhu, we are enemies. Do you understand that you owe our Zhou family a life?"
Liu Dazhu stood there, his eyes dimmed, the muscles on his face tensed, but no one knew the bitterness in his heart.
….
Zhou pointed at Liu Dazhu and said, "I asked you to change your clothes and shoes because I don't want you to come over to discuss marriage in such a sloppy way. That would be disrespectful to Lao Yang's family and also disrespectful to Jin Chuan!"
"If your last trace of conscience has not been eaten by a dog, if you still feel that you owe my sister and Jin Chuan Jin Bao's two children, then you should cooperate well with this marriage and do whatever is asked of you. , don’t embarrass your daughter!”
After Zhou finished scolding Liu Dazhu, he turned around and slammed the door angrily and left.
Liu Dazhu stood in the middle of the room with his bare feet. The soles of his feet were already so cold that they were numb.
He was startled, then turned around, an old tear falling from the corner of his eye.
If he had been made more than ten years younger and returned to the time when he had just married Jin Chuan Niang, he would definitely not have lived a cowardly, drunken and dreamy life like he does now!
I really want to change my way of life...
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Changping Village.
Today is cloudy, the sun came out for a while in the morning, and disappeared after lunch at noon.
As a result, Wang Cuilian had to carry the quilt back to the house in advance.
Blacksmith Luo squatted on the whetstone next to him and smoked a dry pipe. Watching Wang Cuilian busy coming in and out, he pulled out the dry pipe and knocked it on the stone at his feet a few times. He said with a smile: "Earlier, you picked up the quilt and came out. At that time, Qing'er told me not to be exposed to the sun, as the sun was not stable, and it would be time to hide behind the clouds soon."
"You don't believe it, it has to be dried. Look, it's not even warm yet? You have to take it back again."
Wang Cuilian rolled her eyes at Blacksmith Luo and said, "What do you know? Even if it is ventilated, the smell on the bedding can be dispersed!"
Blacksmith Luo said, "What's the smell of the quilt covering you? I didn't smell it. It's just you!"
Wang Cuilian hesitated to speak, and finally gritted her teeth and said: "It tastes really bad, I'm too lazy to tell you!"
…
When the supper was being cooked, Yang Ruoqing was in charge.
Tonight we were making dumplings to eat, and the two children were playing at her parents' house next door. Mrs. Sun was taking care of them, because Cao Bamei was also talking there with her mistress, so they played together until they didn't want to come back.
If you don't come back, don't come back. Yang Ruoqing just took this opportunity to sneak back and finish the dinner.
Tonight is making dumplings. The wrappers are rolled by Wang Cuilian and the fillings are made by Yang Ruoqing.
Because the two little guys have said they don’t like the dumpling fillings made by grandma, because they have too much meat and are dry!
I want to eat Niangtiao dumpling fillings, they are soft, tender, smooth and delicious!
While rolling out the dumpling wrappers, Wang Cuilian watched Yang Ruoqing adjust the stuffing, and said with a smile: "Sir, it's better to be born later. I think your stuffing is worse than mine. I never thought about adding sweet potatoes to the stuffing." There’s fans!”
Yang Ruoqing used her chopsticks to stir the stuffing in the big bowl while smiling with her lips curled up.
"Auntie, Tang Yazi and I both like to eat the stuffing you prepared. The two little ones don't understand anything. Don't listen to their nonsense."
"No, no, no, the fillings are really not as delicate as the ones you prepared. Even your uncle said that no matter how much Qing'er makes the dumplings, you won't be able to get enough!"
Yang Ruoqing smiled again.
To be honest, Luo Fengtang also made similar comments to Yang Ruoqing in private.
Whether it's Sun, Wang Cuilian or Bao Suyun, the dumpling fillings they make are all chopped raw meat, and then put vegetables, leeks or something inside.
Various seasonings such as onion, ginger, oil, salt, etc. are also put in one after another.
Bao Suyun also added a big spoonful of fried hot oil, saying it would bring out the aroma of the stuffing.
However, these dumplings were very popular before they encountered the fillings made by Yang Ruoqing.
But as long as they eat the dumplings made by Yang Ruoqing, the dumplings made by them will be left out in the cold.
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