Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8 Something Happened

Fresh air poured into her chest, and the warm sunshine in the autumn afternoon shone on her body, Yang Ruoqing squinted her eyes in comfort, raised her hand and stretched her waist.

"ghost?"

"Oh!"

Suddenly there was a woman's scream from the door of the upper room, followed by the sound of a barrel falling to the ground.

Yang Ruoqing followed the reputation and saw a middle-aged woman of medium stature, wearing burlap clothes, standing at the door of the kitchen.The woman's clothes were also covered with patches, but the stitches of those patches were crooked, like ferocious centipedes, ugly.

The woman's hair was messy, with a few strands hanging behind her ears, and several wet and sticky strands hanging on her face, covering half of her face, and the exposed face was covered with a dark pot of ashes. .

Her eyes were staring straight at the west wing, her mouth was so open that an egg could be stuffed into it, but her somewhat cloudy eyes were filled with panic at the moment, she couldn't help trembling, and looked like she was about to cry. .

There was a dirty apron around her waist, and her hands were still holding things. A wooden barrel overturned at her feet, and the swill inside spilled on the ground, and the air suddenly filled with people. Disgusting sour taste!

Yang Ruoqing recognized at a glance that the sloppy woman in front of her, who didn't know how to move her feet while standing in the swill, was her aunt, Mrs. Jin.

"Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, Qing'er is not a ghost, she is still alive! Look, she has a shadow!"

Sun suddenly reacted, knowing that Qinger must have misrepresented her milk, and hurriedly explained to Jin.

Mrs. Sun's explanation did not make Mrs. Jin recover from the daze, but it alarmed Mrs. Tan, who was taking a nap in the opposite east wing.

Mr. Tan glanced at the yard from the raised window edge, and saw Mrs. Sun really supporting Yang Ruoqing to stand under the wall of the opposite west wing, Mrs. Tan said angrily: "If you don't die, you will suffer. ?"

Sun shi lowered his head and dared not speak any more. He whispered to Yang Ruoqing, "Qing'er, you are tired from standing, mother will help you sit down first!"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the small stool under the wall, and muttered in her heart, can this weak stool stand up to her weight?

Just as the thought popped into her mind, Mrs. Sun had already pressed her shoulders and sat down on the small stool. Just as Mrs. Sun let go and stood up and was about to leave, the small stool under Yang Ruoqing's large buttocks suddenly let out an unbearable noise. The sound of the heavy load, followed by a few adobe bricks, collapsed with a bang.

The small stool was tilted to one side, and seeing that the girl sitting on the small stool was about to fall and sit on the buttocks, Mrs. Sun was startled, screamed, and reached out to grab it.

But I saw the girl who was about to fall properly, but she propped up the ground with her palm, and then stood up.The small stool slumped down and rolled on the ground several times before it stopped.

"Qing'er, are you alright? How's your wrist? Let my mother take a look..."

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to say that she was fine and reassure Sun, but thinking that there were two other pairs of eyes, she pouted, like a child who was terribly frightened, and pushed into Sun's arms for an excuse. She acted coquettishly, but avoided Tan's sight.

The hand she hid behind Sun's back gently stroked Sun's back and blinked secretly.

Sun shi was stunned for a moment, then remembered her daughter's previous explanation, suddenly realized in her heart, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Under the east window, Mrs Tan, who had been watching the movement here, snorted coldly, "With her fat body, what happens if she falls? You are so nervous, you have been howling all this afternoon. No, you still let people take a nap?"

Sun shi lowered his head in a guilty conscience, and didn't say anything. He found an adobe to cushion it, helped Yang Ruoqing to sit down under the eaves, picked up the two empty bowls on the side, and lowered his head towards the kitchen room. Walk quickly over there.

Sister-in-law's work is a bit rough, that is, doing errands in the stove, washing and washing dishes and other delicate porcelain work, Qinger's milk has long explained that she is not allowed to touch her. Tableware.

In the opposite east wing, Mrs. Tan glared at Yang Ruoqing, who was sitting on the ground and smirked at him in disgust. Just as she was about to turn her head back, she suddenly took a few breaths on her nose.

A pair of sparse eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, why is this so bad?

In his heart, Mr. Tan put on a coat, and walked out of the east wing with small pedals. When he came to the yard, he saw Mrs. Jin at the door of the kitchen, and there was a splash at Mrs. Jin's feet. ground swill.

Tan's face turned dark immediately, he gritted his teeth, picked up a broom next to him, and walked quickly towards Jin's side.

Seeing Mrs Tan's imposing look, Mrs Jin was still holding the familiar broom in her hand, and her black face stained with ashes from the bottom of the pot suddenly turned white haha.

Yang Ruoqing thought that Mrs. Jin would run away, but she didn't expect Mrs. Jin to be trembling all over, but her feet seemed to be pinned down. The head, only knew that the mouth made a scream of "oh, oh, yo".

And Mrs. Tan, while beating and scolding: "You clumsy and stupid mother-in-law, you can't even pour a swill bucket, making the yard stink to death! You stupid mother-in-law, if it wasn't for the fact that you gave birth to our old Yang family For the sake of the four sons, the boss has long since let you off, you stupid thing that can't be on the table!"

Mr. Tan beat him a few times, fearing that his hand was a little sore, so he scolded and retracted his hand, lost his broom, turned around and walked back angrily.

Behind him, Jin's eyes were full of tears, and his exposed arm was blushed in several places. In some places, the skin was torn and blood oozing out. Even so, Jin's still didn't dare to cry out loud. Not even bothering to deal with the wound on his arm, he squatted down with his shoulders shrunk, and hurriedly picked up the swill bucket on the ground.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, this little old lady is really not ordinary.

In other words, this ancient relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is really scary. No wonder it is said that daughter-in-law becomes mother-in-law, but why do women always make it difficult for women?

Yang Ruoqing couldn't figure out this question, and was about to withdraw her gaze when she suddenly felt a strange gaze directed at her.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Tan's suspicious eyes. Yang Ruoqing shoved the hand that was still digging the dirt on her feet directly into her mouth, raised her head and grinned, and smiled a few times to please Tan. , a trace of mucus slid down the corner of her mouth, glittering in the afternoon sun...

Tan's brows were tightly wrinkled, she gave Yang Ruoqing a vicious look, turned and entered the east wing. With a bang, the door was closed behind her.

The warm sun shone on his body, and his whole body was languid. The leeward side of the west wall was much more comfortable than the damp and damp bed in the house if he could take a nap by leaning on it.

(End of this chapter)