When Jiang heard this, he immediately remembered the poisoning. He quickly walked to the wall next door, stepped on a stone and looked in.
The Zhou family's yard is not big, so they can only raise some chickens and ducks.
There was a duck's nest in the southwest corner of the yard. Aunt Zhou didn't seem to know much about farm work. The duck's nest was sparse, but there were three or four large duck eggs lying in the dilapidated nest.
That big duck egg is really big, probably two or three times as big as an ordinary chicken egg.
There are two big ducks standing next to the duck eggs. The two ducks have only been gone for a day and they seem to have gained a lot of weight.
Mrs. Jiang was shocked after seeing it, and couldn't help but mutter: "Impossible, I've obviously been poisoned, how come these two ducks are still alive and well?"
"It's impossible!"
No matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't figure it out. Her mind seemed to be covered in mud, and her whole person became confused.
"Mom, what's wrong with you? Come down quickly?" Boss Chen called to her.
When Mrs. Jiang heard his call, she was suddenly surprised. Just when she turned around and came down, her foot slipped and she fell down.
"Ouch!"
With a cry of pain, Ms. Jiang fell into the pile of dead chickens. When she looked up, she took a mouthful of stinky chicken feathers and blood, "Oh my God, what evil have I done!"
Over at the Zhou family, Du Wanchun was rushing to help Aunt Zhou put the dishes and chopsticks she had eaten at night into the kitchen. When she heard the shouts from next door, she quickly asked Aunt Zhou: "Mom, what's going on at my aunt's house?"
Aunt Zhou glanced over and said: "Don't worry about her, that Jiang Qiuju is a shrew. She probably got angry at our house today, and now she is probably angry at her own house."
As she spoke, she continued with a serious tone: "Wan Chun, you have to treat those two as your elders. If they bully you, just go back and don't take care of us!"
Du Wanchun nodded as if he understood, and said with a curved smile: "Mom, you said that the third brother's ears are healed. Should we go to the doctor to look at the legs and eyes of the husband and the second brother?"
Aunt Zhou is an extremely easy-to-get-together person. Although the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law met for the first time today, they met so late that they felt inexplicably close to each other.
Du Wanchun was also willing to call her mother. Every time he called her, she would think of her mother, making her feel like she was at home again.
Aunt Zhou put down the bowl in her hand, looked ahead with a frown and said, "I also want to show them a doctor, but we don't have that much money in our hands now."
Nowadays, it costs money to see a doctor and take medicine. The Zhou family doesn't have enough to eat now, so naturally they don't have money to buy medicine.
After hearing this, Du Wanchun's mind was spinning. He pointed at a small sachet hanging on Aunt Zhou's body and asked, "Mom, did you make this sachet?"
The small sachet is sewn with a piece of light yellow rag, with several bamboos embroidered with green thread.
At first glance, it looks unremarkable, but if you smell it carefully, you will find that this sachet exudes the fragrance of jasmine and osmanthus.
The two fragrances mixed together, and it smelled surprisingly good. Du Wanchun could smell it as soon as he walked in.
Aunt Zhou took the small sachet in her hand, smiled at her and said, "Yes, I got such an old piece of cloth when I was doing sewing. I couldn't bear to throw it away, so I picked wild flowers from the mountain and made this sachet."
After Du Wanchun looked at it carefully, he suddenly had an idea, "Mom, your craftsmanship is so good, why don't we make some spices like this and sell them in the county."
"Take it to the town and sell it?" Aunt Zhou asked doubtfully, "Will anyone buy it? Ordinary farmers only care about food and clothing, who would think about buying spices?
Du Wanchun explained: "Mom, if you sell it in Changliu Village, no one will buy it, but it is different when you go to the county to go to the house. There are many wealthy families there, and they will buy some spices for themselves."
Aunt Zhou was dubious. She rubbed the sachet in her hand and hesitated.
She really has no skills in farming, raising chickens and ducks, but she has a good skill in making incense, but she doesn't want to use this skill.
Seeing that she didn't agree, Du Wanchun was not in a hurry. He smiled and said, "Mom, don't be in a hurry. Let's get our land back first, plant food, and wait until we have food to eat."
Aunt Zhou came to her senses and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, that's right, I want the land back!"
The Chen family has occupied their land for two years, and she has long been thinking about getting it back. Today, when Jiang came to make trouble, she also saw clearly that these people are bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. If you are timid, the more they will bully you. you.
If you are more aggressive, they will become more honest.
Aunt Zhou gritted her teeth and made up her mind to get that piece of land back for the sake of her son and daughter-in-law.
