"Before, your eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law took care of you, but you took advantage of it and acted like a good boy. What do you think when you ask your eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law to take care of you? Now that you know that you are at a loss, then work more and talk less in the future. When will you pay your eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law the money you owe? Second sister-in-law's work has been filled, when will you three take your turn again?"
As for when it can be made up, it is Meng Lan who has the final say.
Meng Lan's actions today are also a test of the Sanfang family. After all, they are all children born from the original family. Why are the eldest son and the second son obedient and filial, but this younger son is willful?
Meng Lan thought that it was the result of years of habit.
No matter how arrogant and greedy Ms. Yang is, she is just an ordinary young peasant woman. She usually bullies her two sisters-in-law and several nieces, but she doesn't dare to offend Meng Lan.
In addition, she was already in the wrong and asked Meng Lan to point it out in public all at once. She felt her face was getting hot with embarrassment. She nodded and agreed to whatever Meng Lan said, no matter how reluctant she was.
Seeing that Mrs. Yang was still ashamed, Meng Lan felt convinced that this little daughter-in-law was not completely hopeless now.
Meng Lan glanced at the half bowl of rice porridge left on the table and thought that it would not work to suppress him blindly. He had to give a sweet date a slap in the face, so he opened his mouth and said to Yang.
"The more work you do in this family, the more food you can eat. Yang, from now on, if you cook as much as your sister-in-law and the others, you can eat the same amount. After you clear the table today, put the half bowl of porridge on the table." Take it and eat it. Mom is not targeting you, she is targeting those who are lazy and slippery."
Yang originally thought that she would work for nothing and become the low-level coolie of the family from then on. She didn't expect that her mother would give her food after she finished the work.
Although after adding the half bowl of rice porridge, her meal was only a bowl of rice porridge, which was as much as Tian and Jiang.
Yang couldn't describe how she felt now, but she always felt that she had made money. Yang was no longer so reluctant when she went to clear away the dishes.
Seeing that her three younger siblings had left He Guangzu to work alone, Tian couldn't help but want to go up and help her.
But Meng Lan glared back, and then He Pandi took Tian back to the house. Father and daughter He Chuanzong and He Zhaodi also quickly followed.
Seeing that the eldest brother and his family were gone, the second family members didn't stay here anymore and went back to their own rooms.
Meng Lan glanced at Ms. Yang and saw that her hands and feet were neat and she probably would be done in a while, so she turned and left the main room.
The He family now lives in a few thatched houses built when He Laoliu was still alive. Over the years, some families in the village have built tile-roofed houses. Meng Lan and his family are not without this condition. It is all because of the original family that they spent all their money on Because of He Tianci, they can only live in thatched huts now.
Among the rooms in the house, there is one for Meng Lan, one for He Chuanzong and Tian, one for He Chuanzong and Jiang, one for He Tianci and Yang, and three granddaughters, He Zhaodi, He Pandi and He Lianlian. Stay in one room.
Because He Guangzu was still young, he lived with the Yang family. These people occupied several thatched huts at home.
Today seems to be no different from every day before, but it is very different.
That night, except for Meng Lan who went to bed early, few people in the other rooms went to bed early.
The autumn night is slightly cooler, not as hot as the day, and the fields are much quieter, unlike in the summer when cicadas are noisy.
But the elder couple, He Chuanzong and Tian, were lying on the bed, turning over and over, unable to fall asleep. Finally, Tian couldn't help but whisper to He Chuanzong beside her.
"Zhao Di's father, go to sleep quickly. You have to go to the fields tomorrow."
When Tian said this, the people next to him immediately stopped turning over and remained motionless. For a long time, He Chuanzong's dull voice sounded in Tian's ears.
"My dear, I can't sleep."
After hearing what He Chuanzong said, Tian's body stiffened and she couldn't hold back a word. She said, "I can't sleep either."
Seeing that the other party said that they couldn't sleep, He Chuanzong and Tian felt relieved, knowing that they had someone they could talk to.
Mom has changed so much today, and these two honest people are holding back a lot of words in their hearts.
"Zhao Di's father and mother are doing so well today. Do you think it's because father really entrusted her with a dream?"
Tian is still feeling dizzy. Everything that happened today is as unreal as a dream. No, she usually wouldn't dare to do this even in a dream.
"I guess mom is dreaming about dad."
He Chuanzong muttered something in a low voice, then turned over again and began to mutter to his wife beside him.
"When my father was still alive, my mother loved me the most. Since my father died, my mother has become a different person..."
"She was a widow and raised six of you brothers and sisters. She has endured countless hardships over the years. We, the younger generation, have no ability to let her enjoy the blessings."
Mrs. Tian was kind-hearted. As she spoke, she thought of her own mother. She took He Chuanzong's arm and secretly wiped away her tears.
Tian's natal family is in the mountains and is much poorer than the He family. She also lost her father when she was young, and Tian's own mother was a soft-spoken woman. She was a widow with several children in the family, and she was often bullied.
As the eldest son of the family, Tian naturally takes care of his younger siblings, helps the family, and shares the burdens of his widowed mother.
So since Tian married into the He family, she not only felt sorry for He Chuanzong, who lost his father at a young age like her, but also felt sorry for Meng Lan, who was the only woman raising a group of children, so she would suffer whenever Meng Lan rubbed her the wrong way.
"It's a good thing that my mother has figured it out now. She can let go of my third brother and his family, and our lives will definitely get better and better in the future."
He Chuanzong felt Tian's wet tears on his arm, and felt uncomfortable. This honest farmer didn't know how to sweet talk. Even though they had given birth to two children, He Chuanzong still raised his hand stiffly and patted Tian gently.
After the couple in the first house talked for a while, they felt a lot more comfortable, and they gradually started to feel sleepy while cuddling together.
Mrs. Jiang, the daughter-in-law of the second wife next door, was not feeling sleepy after thinking about it. However, He Chuanjia, who had worked all day and had a full meal, squinted his eyes while lying next to her.
"Heirloom, tell me, my mother is acting too strange today. Is she really dreaming about our father?"
Mrs. Jiang couldn't sleep tossing and turning, so she simply stayed up and lay beside He Chuanjia's head, frowning and asking him in a low voice.
Seeing that the person next to the pillow did not reply for a long time, and even a slight snoring came from He Chuanjia's nose, Jiang was so angry that she raised her foot and kicked He Chuanjia, gritting her teeth and lowering her voice.
"What do you want me to ask you?"
"Ah? Ah, Xiao'e, I'm dreaming." He Chuanjia, who was a little confused, suddenly woke up and repeated Jiang's previous question.
"If you dream of your size, just dream!"
Mrs. Jiang was a little unhappy with He Chuanjia's perfunctory attitude. When she saw that He Chuanjia had woken up, she started to analyze it in his ears.
"There is something wrong with the old lady today. Not only is she willing to let the third child work, but she also asks the third child to pay money to the house."
"Isn't this a good thing?" He Chuanjia raised his hand and scratched his head in confusion, not understanding what his wife wanted to say.
Mrs. Jiang rolled her eyes at him with an expression of hatred. She thought to herself that the man she had chosen was good in every aspect, except that he had an elm head.
Forget it, if he hadn't been stupid, she probably wouldn't have picked him. Mrs. Jiang sighed silently in her heart, and then said to He Chuanjia.
"I think this is definitely not as simple as the old lady dreaming about her father-in-law who has been dead for many years."
"How complicated is that?"
The doubts in He Chuanjia's eyes became more intense. He had followed his eldest brother since he was a child. He would do whatever his eldest brother did. If his eldest brother listened to his mother, he would also listen to his mother.
Mrs. Jiang put her head next to He Chuanjia's ear with a mysterious look on her face and whispered.
"Mom has been strong all her life. I guess now I see that your third brother is unreliable, and I'm embarrassed to say that I misjudged him, so I made up this excuse to treat our family better."
After Mrs. Jiang said this, her face was full of pride, as if she had seen through the truth. He Chuanjia looked enlightened after hearing this, and then gave a thumbs up to Mrs. Jiang. His wife is so smart.
He, a stupid man, is so lucky to have such a smart wife. It doesn't matter if he lacks scheming, as long as his wife has many scheming.
Unlike the harmony in the first and second houses, tonight is destined to be a sad night for Yang.
After she finished cleaning up, the whole family went back to the house to sleep. She drank the bowl of cold rice porridge in a low voice, and then quietly returned to the house with the three-year-old He Guangzu in her arms, and went to bed, with the corners of her mouth downwards. Fall asleep with sadness.
