Father Zhou softened his expression: "It'll be good to come back."
Perhaps it was because the Chinese New Year was about to come, and the room was full of joy. No one was looking for trouble or saying anything uncomfortable.
A family of four sat together, catering to the other side with smiles on their faces. Even the three rich people who never liked to be conceited played well with the children of Zhou Zhaodi's mother's family.
After checking the New Year's goods brought by Zhou Zhaodi, she saw that they contained meat, eggs, a piece of cloth and some potatoes. It was obviously something she had brought back with great care. Chen's wrinkled face burst into laughter.
These meats, eggs, and cloth are all hard goods, and they can be used wherever you take them.
"Come, come, eat, eat."
Mrs. Chen made a mental assessment and realized that if her previous daughters didn't bring back any good New Year's goods, they would definitely not be able to be served on the table. The things that Liu Zhaodi brought back were very delicious, but they couldn't be served on the table either.
How can any woman serve it on the table?
Give her an extra piece of meat later. As for the little one, we can't even serve it.
She turned her mind around and started to greet the people in the room for dinner. She opened the big round table and placed it in the middle. Soon the table was filled with plates. At a glance, there were fish, scrambled eggs and some meat dishes.
However, the meat dishes are very fatty, and the fat meat dangles when you pick it up. The oil is floating on the surface, which makes people look unappetizing. The rice is brown rice mixed with soybeans, which looks like a lot but is actually uneatable.
The men in Zhou's family naturally sat at the table, while the two daughters-in-law were busy pouring wine and serving dishes. The daughters who had returned to their parents' homes stood aside and watched. With.
Some of them were standing with their daughters, while others were watching their sons and husbands eating at the table. After Chen finished her work, she called a group of women and little girls to find a corner in the house to sit down.
"mom?"
Lin Xiangrong had questions in his head: "Why are you here?"
Not eating?
What are they doing sitting on the floor?
Zhou Zhaodi's eldest sister smiled at Lin Xiangrong and said, "We are women and are not qualified to eat at the table, so we sit on the ground and wait for them to finish eating before we can eat."
This was said naturally and logically, and the others agreed and told Lin Xiangrong that she could not serve the food until her father and brothers finished eating. After eating, she had to go get foot water and wash their feet.
Lin Xiangrong didn't want to eat anymore after hearing this.
"Dad, I'm going down to find my sister." San Fu didn't want to eat. He didn't move his chopsticks at all. Just looking at the dishes on the table, he didn't want to eat them. Although the dishes were not to his liking, they made him even more uncomfortable. It's the atmosphere of this family.
Zhou's father yelled, took two sips of bulk liquor, and then shouted about his "achievements" in his youth regardless of high or low, saying how great he was. When he got excited, he would slap the table, curse and scream.
The two uncles even spoke in pornographic accents regardless of the importance, and there were several older girls in the room, already thirteen or fourteen years old. After hearing these words, they lowered their heads in surprise, their cheeks slightly red and their mouths pursed.
Several aunts waited on the husband who had followed him back to his parents' home. They were attentive and considerate. They wiped his mouth and served him food, and they didn't care if he was pushed.
This kind of environment and atmosphere made San Fu unable to eat. He knew that his family favored boys over girls and did not value the two girls Da Ni and Er Ni very much. However, even when the family was in the most difficult times, they did not miss a bite of food.
There is no rule that women are not allowed to serve at the table, eat leftovers and wash the feet of the men in the family. They all do what they are supposed to do after eating. At most, Zhang Miao is a little too much and can be a little mean to the two girls.
But Lin Yuannan always held his only daughter in the palm of his hand as a treasure.
Wang Cuilan also talked about spoiling Lin Xiangrong and taking care of Lin Xiangrong day and night. She should give her any good things as a matter of course. She was the little lucky baby in the family and the youngest girl.
The rich man and the second rich man listened a lot, so they naturally took it in. They treated Lin Xiangrong subtly, and they were not jealous of any good things they gave her. Although the two of them didn't eat as much as Lin Xiangrong, they still had something to say. of.
The third rich man, because Lin Xiangrong was his own sister, protected her from the bottom of his heart. When he saw his sister nestled in Zhou Zhaodi's arms, playing with her hair in annoyance, she immediately felt distressed and wanted to go down to accompany her.
Lin Yuannan held him down: "Sanfu, what you have to do now is eat."
He would not let his son go over and cause trouble to his wife and daughter. The Zhou family had a lot of rules and old customs. If the third rich man ran over directly, it would only cause trouble for the family.
Sanfu came to his senses. He immediately stopped talking. He lowered his head and ate one bite at a time. From time to time, he picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and ate it. After eating, he got off the bed, said hello and walked over to hug Lin Xiangrong. .
"Brother will take you to the village canteen to buy something to eat."
At this time, there was already a canteen. Although it was not big, it was just a small hut. The items sold in it were all imitations of the canteens in the town. The items were not complete, but there were some snacks.
"good."
The third rich man wrapped her into a ball, said a few words to Zhou Zhaodi and then led Lin Xiangrong to the canteen in the village.
"We will go back in two days. Please bear with us for a while. We can't be too special."
He sighed: "Fortunately, Mom gave the money in advance. I guess she expected it. Originally, Mom was the only one here. She hid directly to buy something to eat. Now that she can't hide with you, she just asked me to take you." Go out and buy it.”
"What should I do, mom?" Lin Xiangrong was a little annoyed. He couldn't stay like this when he came back here in the future.
And it's the 1980s now, and there is no such thing as a rule that women can't serve at the table.
What's more, the country is now open and actively carrying out a large-scale movement to encourage women to go out of the house to work to earn money to support themselves and their families. It does not agree with women staying at home to be virtuous housewives, but the earlier generation of women in rural areas no longer have the opportunity to go out.
Now only Dani, Erni and Lin Xiangrong can go out and compete.
If you are lucky enough to get into a good school and find a serious job, you will have nothing to worry about in the future. If you are not lucky enough to get into the exam, and if you don’t want to go out to work and work hard, you will just wait until you are old enough to receive a betrothal gift and get married. go out.
"Let's buy more and let mom eat it tonight."
"This is the only way." Lin Xiangrong sighed and stood on tiptoe in the canteen to see what was available.
After scanning around, there weren't many varieties, but there were things like tobacco leaves and bulk wine, as well as some daily necessities. It wasn't too much but it was enough for the people in the village to buy, and there weren't many snacks.
She bought two random things to fill her stomach, and then bought some dry food to go back for Zhou Zhaodi to eat.
When the three rich men took Lin Xiangrong back, they hadn't finished eating yet. A group of men were shouting and talking to each other, and they couldn't get off the table after looking at only a few points.
(End of chapter)
