I'm Chasing Rough Guys at 80

Chapter 141 Give birth to your son early

"Jing Ting, how is the relationship between our father and our mother? I mean, does our father like our mother?"

Suozi decided to ask in a roundabout way.

Judging from her mother-in-law's attitude, she must have feelings for her father-in-law.

What about the father-in-law to the mother-in-law?
"Do you even need to ask? Look, this~"

Yu Jingting put his hands on his face, narcissistic.

"Brother, my appearance already speaks volumes. Everyone says that my son looks like my mother, but I'm young and out of blue. Our mother is definitely not as good as me. But our mother was also the most beautiful woman in the Wang family back then."

"Can you be more humble?" Suizi decided to tell her mother-in-law about his shameless words, and let her tear him apart.

"Isn't it true? When our father was alive, the most proud thing was to fool our mother into the house, and every time he drank too much, he would drag people to talk about it."

Suizi fell into deep thought.

Yu Jingting didn't know what she was thinking, he hugged her and couldn't find anything to say, as bored as a conjoined twin.

Children's attitudes toward marriage are somewhat influenced by their parents.

Seeing his attitude towards her, Suizi seemed to be able to spy on how her father-in-law got along with her mother-in-law back then.

The relationship between in-laws is a two-way love.

If the father-in-law hadn't died, how could he not go home without his deeply affectionate wife and children?
In her previous life, she was the man she met at the border.

The controller behind the stone gambling stalls on the border, black and white take everything, like a local emperor on the border, with terrifying power.

Suizi was in a bit of trouble at the time, so she asked the person to help her. She had a glimpse and left a deep impression on her.

That man has worked hard at the gambling stone stall on the border for decades, and his accent is all local, and he can't speak Mandarin very well.

The Northeast dialect is extremely "contagious" and is not easy to forget. When you are with Northeast people, your accent can be misleading.

If it is the father-in-law, the accent has changed, which cannot be justified.

And if the father-in-law is not dead, how did he get to the border so far from the northeast?

It is not easy to go out these days, train tickets are not cheap.

It is impossible for the father-in-law to have so much money ten years ago.

The relationship between the father-in-law and mother-in-law is so good, how could he not come back and send a message.

Who is that swollen corpse that was picked up?
Spike was lost in thought, until a prick in her ear woke her up.

Yu Jingting is a villain, bite her ear!

"What are you doing?" She covered her ears and glared at the smirking guy.

"Talk to you, what are you doing?"

Suizi was busy thinking about things, but Yu Jingting didn't pay attention to what she said.

Revenge by a stingy man.

"Let me say, what should we give to Yang and Laosi for their second marriage in the second year of junior high school?"

"Yang Laosi? Which one?" Suizi didn't react for a while.

"Lao Si Yang is next to our house."

After he finished speaking, he saw that Suizi was startled like something, and poked her clumsy little mouth viciously.

Look at his daughter-in-law shocked.

"He just passed away his wife last month, and he got married after a month?! Or is it a new year's wedding?!!!"

"His wife gave birth to him and died in childbirth, so he can't wait?"

Suizi couldn't find a suitable adjective, so she felt offended and disgusted.

"Bah! I spit on his soul!"

Yu Jingting also felt sick, and most of the people in the village felt sick.

After the death of a daughter-in-law or the loss of a man, it is normal to remarry.

But the daughter-in-law had a dystocia and died, and within a month, she rushed to marry a new man, which was a bit irritating.

The fact that Chen Kaide married Wang Fenfang a week after her mother left had already disgusted Suizi once.

This time I heard an upgraded version.

"Why did he choose the day of the Chinese New Year? Fourth sister-in-law didn't even celebrate the fifth and seventh day?"

"Looking for someone to count, saying that the second year of junior high school is going back to her mother's house, and the soul of his dead wife won't find him if he can't see him marrying someone else."

Yang Laosi didn't dare to ask Wang Cuihua to make a living.

Look for Wang Cuihua, she can scold people to the point of autism, and look for bad ideas from other great masters.

Some people in Tunli get married, and everyone wants to give each other some gifts.

These days, they don't pay much attention to sending money, just some daily necessities.

"Is there any red cloth you bought for the padded jacket left? I'll make him a baby suit and send it over. I wish him a happy second marriage on behalf of his dead child!"

Suizi thought of Mrs. Yang talking to her with a big belly when she was alive, and her nose was a little sour.

Yu's house is next to Yang's fourth family, and the fourth sister-in-law is kind and gets along well with Suizi and Wang Cuihua.

The fourth sister-in-law is getting old, and she didn't keep a few pregnancies before, and her body is very weak due to frequent miscarriages.

In order to give birth to a child for Yang Laosi, she became pregnant at an advanced age, and the child did not live in the stillbirth room.

The soil on the grave is still cold, and the fourth son of Yang is going to marry a new wife.

These women who desperately wanted to leave a child for their husbands moved no one except herself.

For some people, a spouse is similar to a family device, and if it is broken, it will be replaced.

The more Suizi thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, and she didn't want to make Laosi Yang feel better.

"It's unlucky to use scissors for the New Year's Eve? Don't make any baby clothes, just give this to him."

Yu Jingting took out a red cloth bag from his pocket.

Suizi's eyes widened.

Isn't this a thank you gift from Ji? !
"Are you crazy?! Can this be given to people?"

Suizi snatched it, bring it to you!

Opening the red cloth, there is a root of ginseng inside.

The skin is old and dark, and the reed bowls are many and firm.

There are indications that this is no ordinary ginseng.

"Wild ginseng is also divided into how many years, although I don't know, but it is estimated that there are decades." Suizi knows that this is a good thing.

There are less and less wild ginseng in the forest. After a few years, 40-year-old ginseng will be worth millions.

"This is about 30 years." Yu Jingting said, when he touched the red cloth without opening it, he guessed that it was not a common thing.

"how do you know?"

"Our old man taught me. In the early years, he went to the mountains to dig ginseng and took me with him. There is another fun thing."

Yu Shuisheng led his son and got a wild ginseng.

I wanted to save it for a rainy day.

As a result, the eccentric old lady Yu saw it, and she had to hunt for her life to get rid of it.

The son of the second uncle's family has been weak since he was a child, and the old lady wanted to make up for him, so she cooked half a root of ginseng and stewed an old hen.

"Is it okay to eat?" Suizi asked.

"What a fart! Nosebleeds! It happens every three to five times, and it doesn't get better until you're a teenager. Tsk, it's like you women, you have to bleed once a month."

The corners of Suizi's mouth twitched, this is really a sad thing.

But why... a little want to laugh?
"At the beginning, thanks to my grandma, I only put half of it in. If I put one in, I guess I have to send my second brother away."

Suizi nodded, then shook her head again.

"You don't want to give this ginseng to Old Fourth Yang, so that he can eat the dead sister-in-law, right? That's not possible!"

This kind of priceless good thing has to be kept as an heirloom, in case the family needs it someday.

"What are you thinking about, you little brain? He deserves it? I mean, this is it."

Yu Jingting took away the ginseng and shook the red cloth.

"It's unlucky not to be able to do needlework during Chinese New Year, so don't send him any baby clothes, just give him this red cloth as a urine meson."

If he wants to have a baby then, I wish him an early son.

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