There are two vegetable dumplings in the pot, and a plate of dark pickles is on the pot table.
Madam Zhao brought the vegetable dumplings and pickles into the back room and placed them on the table where Mrs. Zhao was eating.
"Mom, let's eat," she said.
The old lady reached out and touched the vegetable dumplings and pickles on the table.
He picked up a vegetable dumpling and hit Mrs. Zhao.
"You little whore who suffered a thousand blows, I clearly heard the sound of you beating eggs just now. Where are the eggs? You want to eat alone, right? You don't give me something to eat even if you have good things. Do you want to starve me to death on purpose? !”
Seeing that Mrs. Zhao didn't respond, the old lady continued to scold: "Where is the money collected today? Where did you hide the money? You want to run away after selling the child, right? I will ask Zhao Dahe and the others to come over and discount your legs tomorrow. , let’s see where you can run!”
Madam Zhao picked up the vegetable dumplings on the ground and put them back on the plate.
She said in a good voice: "Mom, what are you talking about? The children are in the village, where can I run? You want to eat eggs, right? I will go and bring them to you."
The egg interrupted the old lady's train of thought.
She temporarily forgot to ask about the whereabouts of the twelve taels of silver.
When Mrs. Zhao brought the chicken cake over, the old lady couldn't wait to pick up the bowl. She didn't care that the chicken cake was still a little hot to her mouth, and ate it in three bites.
Putting down the bowl, she wiped her mouth and said dissatisfied: "Why do you put so much salt in a steamed chicken cake? It's a bit bitter to eat."
Don’t you have money in your hands now? You go buy two chickens, and when the chickens lay eggs, you make me a chicken cake a day! "
"Okay!" Mrs. Zhao replied obediently.
The old lady was a little surprised. In the past, she said she wanted to eat something good, but her daughter-in-law always said that the family didn't have enough money and she should save some money.
Now I have learned well!
"I'm telling you!" The old lady gritted her teeth and continued: "Don't even think about borrowing money from me and stealing my eggs when the time comes! I'm getting older and I have to take some good supplements. You You haven’t reached this age yet, just eat some pickles!”
"I understand!" the young lady replied obediently.
The old lady felt that Madam Zhao's attitude tonight was surprisingly good.
She even heard a little smile from the few words just now.
The old lady exploded immediately.
"You don't have good intentions, do you? Let me tell you, although I can't see, my ears..."
Before she could say the words "I'm still alive", the old lady tilted her head and fell on the table.
Madam Zhao looked at the fallen old lady.
A strange smile appeared on his face.
"Mom, those ten taels of silver are my daughter's money for selling herself. How can you eat it in exchange for eggs? I have prepared better things for you."
After saying that, as if nothing happened, she picked up a vegetable dumpling and ate it slowly.
After finishing the meal, Mrs. Zhao boiled water for a bath and took out the clothes she had worn when visiting the church from under the cabinet.
There were ten patches on it, but it was already her best piece of clothing.
She washed her body slowly, as if she wanted to wash away every dirt on her body.
After washing for an hour, the water was completely cold before she put on her clothes.
Then she came to her room.
He opened a wooden box, took out the rouge and gouache that he had not used for a long time, and dressed himself up.
Her complexion was so bad that even though she applied a thick layer of powder, she still couldn't hide her sick look.
Do it all.
The moon has not yet reached the center of the sky.
Madam Zhao sat in the yard, looking at the moon in the sky, and remembered her childhood days.
Her father was an alcoholic. When she was a child, her family was too poor to eat, so her father would spend his last copper to buy wine.
At that time, she was thinking, if she got married and worked hard together, would life be easier?
Later, her father accepted the bride price from the Zhao family and married her to Zhao Dashan.
Zhao Dashan doesn't drink, but he is still very capable. During his spare time, he always goes to the county to find a part-time worker to earn some copper coins.
At that time, Mrs. Zhao often teased her, but she felt that her life could still go on.
Until later, Zhao Dashan broke his leg while working for Shopkeeper Xu's family.
Not only did the Xu family not give him medical treatment, they also abandoned him on a remote mountain road.
If someone who worked with him hadn't carried him back, Zhao Dashan would have died by then.
But it would be better if he died at that time.
He is not dead, but he needs money to treat his broken leg.
Almost all the land at home has been sold, and his health is not getting better at all.
There was no other way, so Mrs. Zhao went out and exchanged her body for money.
As a result, he still died.
He died so cowardly, it would have been better to have died in the first place.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhao smiled bitterly.
I heard that Ye Luoxin, the daughter-in-law of the Xiao family next door, was also miserable before she got married.
At that time, Li Cuihua always said that she was a disaster star and would bring disaster to the Xiao family.
what's the result?
Without disaster, the Xiao family's life would have gotten better and better.
The Xiao family treated her like a treasure, and even her mother-in-law, who had a bad temper like Xu Zhengxiang, was always kind to Ye Luoxin.
They are all poor people, how come her life is so good!
Madam Zhao looked at the moon and couldn't figure it out.
Forget it, if you don’t understand it, don’t think about it.
She stood up and dusted herself off.
Ye Luoxin is not a poor person, he is a person with a good life.
Now that her two daughters are in her hands, in order to make her daughter's life easier in the future, she has to help her again!
Madam Zhao walked into the room.
Drag Mrs. Zhao off the bed.
She went to the corner of the kitchen and took out two cans of canola oil.
Today I spent 10 taels of silver and bought 2 taels of Mongolian sweat medicine from a wandering doctor.
One tael, I bought these two cans of rapeseed oil.
The remaining seven taels were buried under the poplar tree in the backyard.
She sprinkled a can of rapeseed oil on Mrs. Zhao, drenching her from head to toe.
The other jar was all spilled on himself.
After doing this, she took out the fire stick and rubbed out sparks, which directly ignited the clothes of the two people.
The fire spread little by little.
When the flames licked her hair, she finally felt the pleasure of revenge.
The stone weighing on him was finally solved by himself.
From now on, Dahua and Xiaohua will no longer have to be tortured by her.
In a daze, she seemed to see Zhao Dashan, holding out his hand and waiting for her.
Just as she was about to stretch out her hand, Mrs. Zhao, who was sleeping like a dead pig next to her, woke up from the pain.
"Oh, it hurts. God is going to hurt me to death!" Mrs. Zhao's throat was hoarse.
Mrs. Zhao was startled, and she used her last strength to climb onto Mrs. Zhao's body.
He used his own body to block the mouth of Mrs. Zhao's attempt to cry for help.
She was shaking with pain, but she gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "Didn't you say I wanted to kill you? Didn't you say I wanted your life? Now I'll let you have your wish!"
The flames crackled and burned even brighter.
The table next to him caught fire and also caught fire.
Mrs. Zhao struggled desperately, pulling Madam Zhao's hair with both hands, trying to pull her off her body.
But Mrs. Zhao's body was like a stone, motionless.
Soon, the flames completely engulfed the two people.
The two people who were struggling just now completely stopped moving.
