When she thought of eggs, Mrs. Jiang became even more angry. Their family was relatively wealthy in Changliu Village. They had five or six hens in the backyard. In spring, they could pick up five or six eggs every day, but they were reluctant to part with them. To eat, I usually save up and take it to the county market to sell for money.
But the Zhou family, who were so poor that they had no rice to cook, could still afford to eat eggs.
She pointed at the eggs in the bowl and said fiercely: "Second sister, where did you get the duck eggs? Did you steal them from my house?"
There is a wall between their two families, which was built when they were separated. Their yards are close to each other.
Du Wanchun explained: "Auntie, these are duck eggs laid by our own duck."
Mrs. Jiang was angry and shouted at her: "Who asked you? I'm asking your mother, what should you answer?"
When she yelled, Aunt Zhou became angry. She pulled Du Wanchun behind her to protect her, and said sternly: "Jiang Qiuju, it's not your turn to teach my daughter-in-law a lesson!"
Mrs. Jiang raised her slender eyes and said with a pouty smile: "She is a junior. As an elder, why can't I say it?"
Aunt Zhou didn't show weakness, "Don't forget, you and my eldest brother have severed ties with me a long time ago. Today I asked Wanchun to call you aunt for the sake of eldest brother. If you continue to be so rude, don't talk about us." I'll kick you out with a stick!"
Jiang was stunned for a moment when she saw her like this. When her sister-in-law just came back from the capital with her children, she was as polite as a wealthy lady. Now she has become rude. It seems that she has changed.
"If you say that, I really won't leave today!" She said shamelessly with her hands on her hips.
Aunt Zhou was really angry. She just made trouble on weekdays, but today was Wanchun's first day. How could she let Wanchun suffer such injustice.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She turned around and went to the latrine, took out a shit stick, waved it at Mr. Jiang and said, "Get out! Get out of here!"
Jiang was frightened by the smelly shit stick and stood up quickly, "Chen Yue'e, put it down quickly!"
Aunt Zhou frowned and was about to throw the stick at her.
Jiang was so frightened that she ran away.
Aunt Zhou chased after her.
Mrs. Jiang kept running forward. Perhaps because she was a little anxious, she accidentally tripped over the stone at the entrance of the courtyard and fell.
With a splash, her greasy face fell directly into the mud.
"Ouch, my mother!" Mrs. Jiang cried out in pain.
Zhou Ruiyuan also came out of the room. He sat on a chair with two wheels and slowly came over.
After seeing this, Aunt Zhou immediately put away the shit stirrer and strode to the latrine.
When Zhou Ruiyuan saw Aunt Zhou leaving, he winked at Zhou Zhao with cold eyes.
Zhou Zhao immediately understood what he meant and trotted into the house and took out the broken duck egg shells from the kitchen.
Mrs. Jiang here just got up from the ground and left the yard.
Zhou Zhao took the eggshell and chased after him, "Auntie!"
Jiang heard the sound and looked back.
Zhou Zhao threw the eggshell directly into her face, "Auntie, you can see clearly! Is this an egg or a duck egg?"
The green eggshell with mucus fell on her face and hurt. Jiang made an ouch and cursed at Zhou Zhao: "You little deaf man, you are looking for death!"
Zhou Zhao stood there, and the little boy smiled happily and said: "Auntie, please stop calling me deaf, my ears are healed!"
Mrs. Jiang was stunned and stunned for a long time. Finally, she was so angry that she stamped her feet and returned home.
Du Wanchun watched from a distance and couldn't help laughing.
The giggles are as sweet as the wind chimes in September.
In the dilapidated little house, everything seemed to have changed in an instant.
Zhou Ruiyuan slowly raised his head to look at Du Wanchun, and after a long time asked her: "Is your name Du Wanchun?"
Du Wanchun looked down at him and smiled: "Yes."
Zhou Ruiyuan looked at the direction Jiang was walking and said slowly: "Wan Chun, if someone bullies you again in the future, just come behind me."
He stretched out his long white hand and tapped his leg gently, and continued: "Even if I can't stand up, I can still protect you."
Zhou Ruiyuan's voice is very nice, deep and steady, with a gentleness to it.
Through the sunlight shining outside the door, Du Wanchun discovered that Zhou Ruiyuan had a large frame, broad shoulders and a straight back. Although he looked a little sickly sitting in a chair.
But if he could stand up, he would be very tall.
Du Wanchun smiled and nodded, "I understand, sir."
This call made Zhou Ruiyuan's heart beat faster again, and his ears turned red unconsciously.
Du Wanchun pushed his chair and said: "Come on, Mr., let's go in and eat first."
"Yeah." Zhou Ruiyuan responded softly.
It was obviously a marriage that he had agreed to, but after only seeing this one side, he suddenly made up his mind to get better.
She said she was a fool and didn't mind that she was a cripple.
But she is not stupid, so he cannot remain disabled like this.
Zhou Ruiyuan, who had lost his wings three years ago, seems to have regained the arrogance from this moment on. He cannot lose to the little girl in front of him.
