Pretty Daughter-in-law Turning Over

Chapter 239 Jing'er is very powerful

After this woman gets married, isn't it a matter of course for her husband to teach her children and to honor her elders?

For a long time, Hai Shi has been doing this and that at home so diligently, and has never complained.

Jing'er originally wanted to be soft and gluttonous with her mother like she was at home, saying something out of tune.

However, like a door god, Hu Shi will not leave when the pestle is at the door.

"Oh, my family, that means your daughter is blessed! My son has already cooked the porridge, and he is waiting for your precious daughter to eat it."

Hu Shi's words made people feel very uncomfortable when they heard it.

When Hai Shi heard this, she immediately thought that she was not a competent mother, and she failed to teach her daughter what three obediences and four virtues are.

Hai Shi said with shame: "My daughter is a little spoiled and lazy, I will talk about her well!"

"Oh, that's good! I have the heart to talk about her, but I'm afraid to talk about her. If she's going to sue my son again, who am I?"

"No." Hai Shi was clumsy. She didn't want to say that her daughter was not good, and she was even more afraid that it would be a mistake for her to talk too much.

Jing'er got up straight and took a basin to fetch water to wash herself.

Today, she is in a good mood. She braided two marijuana flowers in her hair, and she jumped up and tossed it playfully.

She went back to the room and changed herself into a thinner red padded jacket with dazzling red embroidery, and smeared a little oil on her lips.

She sat down at the dining table, and a bowl of hot thick white porridge had been placed in front of her.

Jing'er didn't have to do it herself, she already had two steamed multigrain buns in her hand.

"Scent, right?" Tu Lei woke up early, and when he heard that his mother wanted to invite Jing'er's parents over, he took the huge risk of being sprayed by his mother's saliva and made steamed buns.

He doesn't make much, each person is the amount of two steamed buns.

Jing'er ignored him, nibbling on steamed buns and drinking porridge on her own.

When she is eating, she usually does not like to talk.

Tu Lei knew this, but he couldn't help but want to talk to Jing'er.Especially when he saw Jing'er dressed up so beautifully, his thoughts came alive.

Hai Shi watched this scene with mixed feelings in her heart. She was happy for her daughter to live a life without food and clothing, but she couldn't help feeling that her daughter was too lazy. At the same time, the eyes of the mother-in-law made her very happy disturbed.

Jing'er's father, Bao Dafu, is a vulgar farmer, often a casual person who is content and happy.

Bao Dafu eats very quickly, just shove it into his mouth, and two fist-sized steamed buns and a bowl of porridge enter his stomach.

"My dear, this porridge is a little hot, you...?" Tu Cao was about to pretend to be polite to Bao Dafu, but before he took a mouthful of the hot porridge, he saw Bao Dafu burping.

While Tu Cao was shocked, he said, "Do you want me to bring you a bowl of cold water?"

"That's great, you don't have to drink cold water in the cold weather!"

"Want to drink warm water then?"

"Okay, then please help me get a bowl of warm water!" Bao Dafu didn't think much, picked up the bowl and put it on Tucao's hand.

In this regard, only Hu can understand Tucao's inner resistance and disgust.

Hu's eyes hinted at the grass, be patient, isn't this a good show yet to start!

Having no choice, Tu Cao had to pour a bowl of hot water for Bao Dafu himself.

At the dinner table, everyone was drinking porridge and eating steamed buns, only Hu raised his head from time to time to observe the subtle expressions of others.

Hai Shi was quite uncomfortable, eating food from his daughter's in-law's house for nothing, and he didn't do any work.

Moreover, this child Jing'er is also very unruly, and she doesn't know how to call her elders when she comes to the table, so please ask the elders to eat first.

"My mother, do you think this steamed bun is delicious?"

Hu Shi had nothing to say, but firstly shocked his son to the point of fidgeting.

Tu Lei asked first, "Is it bad?"

He turned around and asked Jing'er and said, "Jing'er, the steamed buns I made are not delicious? If you are not used to it, don't eat it. I will give you more porridge!"

After all, he was about to pour the porridge in his bowl into Jing'er's bowl.

Jing'er stopped him, with a hint of disgust in her tone, and said, "You talk less, do more, you are better than anything else! Also, don't pour the food you've eaten into my bowl, nor Dirty!"

"Jing'er!" Hai Shi couldn't listen anymore.

Where is there a woman who dislikes the leftover food of her man, it is too presumptuous!
Compared with Hai's reaction, which was neither light nor serious, Hu was more looking forward to whether Dafu, the in-laws, would slap Jing'er on the spot.

However, after Bao Dafu drank a bowl of water, he didn't respond as if he didn't hear Jing'er being savage.

Tu Lei was aggrieved like a child, and actually cried in front of everyone.

When he cried, Hu Shi's eyes were dumbfounded. How could he not believe that this was his own son?

On the way home, Hai Shi thought about it, but he didn't understand why his mother specially invited them here.

"Dafu, did the in-laws tell you, what is the reason for looking for us?"

"What in-laws? We took 30 taels of silver from their family and sold Jing'er to their family at a discount. This is not marrying a daughter, but selling a daughter! Whatever happened to them, we spent a meal in vain anyway, no deficit!"

"...!" Hai Shi admired his man's heart, but he couldn't help feeling sad for Jing'er because of these words.

Children, should they hate their parents for saying such irresponsible things?

Jinger, my mother wishes you a safe and happy life. For your own good, we will not disturb your life again!
Hai Shi wiped away her tears and silently prayed for her daughter in her heart.

At sunset, Jing'er was alone in the bed and did not go out for dinner.

What is she thinking?

Even she herself is asking herself what is she thinking about?
Either in sentimentality, or in distress, or in stealing joy.

In this life, she can see her parents again, how can she not feel emotional?

"Wow, you are crying!" The meat dumpling was like an elf dancing in the dark night, jumping out to illuminate Jing'er in the dark.

Jing'er burst into laughter and said, "You read it wrong, people with a stone heart are not emotional!"

"That's not a bad thing. If you don't have feelings, you won't get hurt. Doesn't it mean that this person is stronger?"

"Yes, I am strong!"

Jing'er's eyes flickered, wanting to see her future self through the light from the meat dumplings.

Is that person really you?

Main room, dining table.

Holding the rice, Mr. Hu sighed and sighed, not picking up a single chopstick for a long time.

Tu Lei didn't know where the problem was, and he didn't have the heart to ask. He just wanted to eat quickly, so he went to take the food from the pot and served it to Jing'er.

"Otherwise, are you going to talk?" Just as Tu Cao said that, Hu was glared at him.

It's not that Hu Shi didn't think about it. For the sake of her daughter, she went to Shi Dahai to talk to her in person.

But the crux of the matter is that with her face, she can't get a little cheap in the lecherous Shi Dahai.

Whether she went to talk to Shi Dahai or not, it would be meaningless!

Maybe, before she even spoke, she was ridiculed by Shi Dahai.

Jing'er was different. She was young, demon-like, and articulate. A man who saw her would have to be troubled and unable to walk.

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(End of this chapter)