Dressed to be a grandmother

Chapter 280

Zhou's natal family originally wanted to let Zhou remarry and get another dowry. Anyway, she has a dead man and no in-law's family is in charge, but seeing Zhou's refusal to live or die for the sake of the three children, she immediately spoke out angrily. I have been out of touch with her forever.

One is that there is no second dowry to take, and the other is that Zhou is afraid that he will not be able to live with the three children, so he will come to the house to beat the autumn wind.

Half-grown children eat poor old people, not to mention they themselves have several children, and they can't get rid of it either.

What her mother's family did made Zhou feel very disappointed, but it also made her wholeheartedly want to raise her three children, especially her four-month-old son, who was born with all her life. I have to leave a queen for the Zhou family.

After seeing the ancestors of the Zhou family and men, I won't feel guilty.

Seeing other people carrying meat today, Mrs. Zhou was also very greedy. Her son was not pregnant, and even if the man was at home, there was no meat to eat. Now his son is four months old, and he has never seen a single bite of meat.

In the three days after giving birth, she only ate one egg a day, and after that she also drank porridge with wild vegetables and brown rice. Fortunately, she was in good health, and eating milk like this was still enough.

Not to mention that she is now working for Baigan in Niuluo Village, even if she has half a catty of grain every day, she dare not exchange it for meat.

With the conditions of the family, the work points are only so small. Every time the food is distributed, it must be replaced with coarse grains, and then replaced with coarse grains. It must be mixed with wild vegetables and bran to keep the four of them from emptying their stomachs.

In this way, I have to borrow some grain from the village every year, and then pay it back when the grain is distributed at the beginning of the new year.

There is no way, you can’t live without borrowing.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye.

Mrs. Zhou came back from work today, and before she reached the door, she heard her daughter crying from home.

She suddenly felt bad in her heart, and immediately ran home with a pole and a basket.

Before Mrs. Zhou entered the door, she saw the neighbor's sister-in-law hugging her son, a guilty conscience flashed across her face, seeing Mrs. Zhou, the woman quickly went home and locked the door.

Zhou Xiaocui was carrying her younger brother on her back and hugging her younger sister. The three of them were crying together, their faces and bodies covered in ashes.

Seeing Mrs. Zhou, Zhou Xiaocui, whose eyes were swollen from crying, immediately choked up and shouted, "Mother..."

"What's the matter, what's the matter?"

"It's fine, why are you crying!"

Mrs. Zhou threw down the pole and basket, and hurriedly stepped forward to untie his son from the straps of the eldest daughter, and then pulled the younger daughter up again. Then he patted his son to coax him, and asked questions.

"Mother, mother...I...I saw..." Zhou Xiaocui hiccupped from crying.

It took a long time for Mrs. Zhou to hear the whole story from her.

It turned out that the neighbor next door has always had very little milk, and every now and then, he had to steam an egg to nourish his body.

Today is the time for steamed egg custard again. Although Zhou Xiaofang is only two years old, she can already walk away. How could she not be hungry for that egg custard? After taking a sip with the spoon, he hurriedly delivered it to his mouth.

But the egg custard was too hot, so she dropped the spoon and covered her mouth, the sound of the spoon falling to the ground made the woman turn her head.

Looking at it, I don't know what's going on.

The woman kicked Zhou Xiaofang angrily, that's not counting, seeing that a bowl of egg custard was missing a spoonful, and the spoon was broken, and the mother-in-law would definitely be scolded when she came back later, so she was angry again. two feet.

"You white-eyed wolf, stealing ghost, you are so greedy, why don't you starve to death..."

"I can't eat you to death! White-eyed wolf, I am really blind and help you..."

This scene happened to be seen by Zhou Xiaocui, who came back to drink water with her younger brother on her back, and then took a look at her sister's situation. Zhou Xiaocui rushed in and dragged the crying sister from the neighbor's aunt's feet, begging her aunt for mercy.

"Auntie, auntie, I was wrong, you bypassed my sister, bypassed my sister, bypassed us, we were wrong, my sister knew it was wrong..."

After kowtowing several times, the woman calmed down her anger a little bit. Just like that, the woman kept pointing at the noses of Zhou Xiaocui and her brother and scolding them.

"Get out of my house, get out of my house quickly, or else my house will steal food and thieves, it's just a white-eyed wolf, if my son doesn't have enough milk to drink, I will fight hard with you..."

To the woman, Zhou Xiaofang is just a girl, she's someone else's girl, how can she compare to her own son, if she steals her eggs, it's fine if she doesn't beat her to death.

How did the woman know that Zhou Xiaofang was so bold, she was still in the room, but when she turned around to hug her son, she ate her egg custard.

If Mrs. Zhou hadn't said good things about asking Zhou Xiaofang to help take care of the child, it would not have been easy for her to see Mrs. Zhou, so she agreed to let Zhou Xiaofang come over to help take care of the child.

This damn girl doesn't know how to cook and cook, and she doesn't know how to look at the child well. Her son cries every now and then, maybe she will pinch her?
Therefore, every time the child cries, the woman will beat Zhou Xiaofang, even if she knows that she has nothing to do with Zhou Xiaofang, she still beats her anyway. Isn't it just to watch the child, if you don't like it, you will be beaten.

"Mother, my sister couldn't cry just now. I took pictures for a long time before she started to cry." Zhou Xiaocui burst into tears as she spoke.

When Mrs. Zhou heard this, she only clenched her little daughter's hand in distress, tears streaming down her face, but she couldn't say anything.

It's wrong to steal people's food, not to mention it is such a precious thing as eggs. Others are nourishing their bodies to feed their children, so it's no wonder people would be so angry.

What can she do? She was the one who begged to send Xiaofang to the next door. Besides, there are quite a lot of people in the next door, so she couldn't do it even if she wanted to come and ask for an explanation.

"Mother, don't send my sister to the next door. What if she is beaten to death one day, what should I do?" Zhou Xiaocui couldn't help crying: "I have seen my sister beaten several times."

Zhou put her coaxed son on the bed, picked up her dying little daughter, and cried in despair: "I know, I know..."

Could she not know, but what could she do?
This is life!
God damn it.

Damn Bai Xi!

They are both seven or eight years old, how can she walk around with a big white tiger, and her daughter has to starve and be beaten?
If Bai Xi hadn't relied on a big white tiger to come to the village and force them to do white labor, her family, Xiao Fang, wouldn't have been beaten.

Thinking about it, Zhou was angry and hated, and couldn't help crying aloud, and the three children she provoked also cried into a ball together.

Mrs. Zhou seems to have forgotten that when she was not building the reservoir, she was working in the village, and the children were entrusted to the next door to look after. Zhou Xiaofang was still beaten by their wives from time to time.

(End of this chapter)