Pretty Daughter-in-law Turning Over

Chapter 330 Inciting Contradiction
This slippery skin seems to be able to squeeze out water when squeezed, and then there is this bumpy figure.

Hu exclaimed: "When I was young, I was not as good as you."

"...!" Jing'er decided that this was her mother-in-law's mocking words, but she still refused to say a word.

That night, not surprisingly, Jing'er was locked in the house by the Hu family.

Moreover, no one came to bring Jing'er to drink and eat.

Hu lit the candle distressedly, and, relying on the weak candlelight, looked at his rough claws that looked like old tree bark.

It turned out that no matter how she maintained it, she could not escape the traces of time after all.

"...!" Tu Cao walked to the bed with a blank expression, without even glancing at the person beside his pillow, he was about to fall asleep.

At this moment, a pair of hands climbed onto his chest, making him unable to continue pretending to sleep.

With a cold face, he grabbed the woman's messy hand and said, "I'm not in the mood to play with you, I'm so tired!"

"Huh?" Hu shi raised his head in astonishment.

Tired of what?
This man was busy outside all day, and he never called her tired or dampened her enthusiasm.

Hu held up the man's face and was about to give him an encouraging kiss, but the man turned his head and said, "How many times do you want me to say this, I'm tired!"

"Hey, what are you making out with me? Tucao, how dare you talk to me like that? Believe it or not, I hit you?"

Hu Shi was also savage, saying that he really slapped his man in the face.

Tu Cao swallowed his anger and said, "Then I'm sleeping!"

"You're going to piss me off!" Hu Shi held back the fire and ran out of bed with bare feet.

In the empty yard, there is a lonely figure kneeling in front of the east house door.

Hu Shi was startled by the shadow and shouted, "Who? Who is pretending to be a ghost there? You don't make a sound anymore, I'm calling someone?"

Saying that, she walked over step by step.

In the east room, Jing'er hugged her head and huddled on the bed, whimpering and crying from time to time. In this silent night, she seemed particularly desolate and distressing.

Following Hu's shouting, the daughter Tu Yin, who was sleeping in the first room in the west, and the younger son, Tu Dian, who was sleeping in the second room, both ran out to check the situation.

On the contrary, he has always been very concerned about his woman's scribbling, and has not shown up for a long time.

Hu Shi pointed at his eldest son Tu Lei's forehead in shock, and yelled: "Stinky boy, do you want to scare your old lady to death? If you don't get up for your old lady, why are you kneeling here and pretending to be a dead person? That little goblin who wants to die is also worthy of you. The fool is so infatuated? What kind of onion is she? Get up!"

"Mom, let your brother go back to the house to sleep! He's cold and cold here, and he won't be well if he's ill." Tu Yin endured the sleepiness and persuaded him carelessly.

But Tu Dian repeatedly tried to pull his brother up, and said in a low voice, "Brother, if you make mother so angry, wouldn't that indirectly make mother hate sister-in-law even more? Please, stop making trouble!"

"Mother, if you want to beat or scold you, put all your anger on me, and I don't say anything."

Tu Lei didn't mention Jing'er's name, but everyone could tell that he was begging his mother to let Jing'er go.

His words were more annoyed than directly asking Hu to let Jing'er go.

She gave birth to a son who was raised, and actually wanted to be stubborn with her for an outsider?
This night was destined to be a tossing and turning for everyone in the Tu family.

Unlike the usual steaming tables, there was no breakfast this time, and the people sitting at the table were also sluggish.

From beginning to end, Tu Yin was still racking his brains to marry Shi Fusheng.

What Tu Dian thinks about is a little more complicated, but to put it simply, he just wants to continue his lively and colorful life.

It's just that after the eldest brother Tu Lei was in love with Jing'er and seriously got into trouble with the hostess of this house for Jing'er, they also had a hard time.

"Mom, I'm hungry!" Tu Yin said coquettishly, rubbing her grumbling stomach.

Just as Tu Dian was about to cry out for hunger, he received a vicious look from his mother.

Hu Shi coldly snorted: "Are all men in this family useless? If you don't do business, you will be lazy!"

In fact, the most unbearable thing for Mrs. Hu was that the man who had always obeyed her every word and obeyed, actually went on strike.

What puzzled her was the reason why Tu Cao was against her.

In the corn field, Tu Cao diligently waited on the gratifying corn, pulling weeds and catching bugs.

He was so hungry that he even chewed wild vegetables in his mouth, which had a bitter taste.

Here, no matter how hard or tired he is, he is free.

At the door of the east house, the desperate Tu Lei was still kneeling there.

He thought that as long as he kneeled long enough, he would be able to get his mother's forgiveness and let Jing'er go.

"Mom, I don't know how to cook. Instead of letting me set fire to the kitchen, you might as well ask my brother to cook."

Painting electricity is also lazy.

His brother is at home, and it is a waste to leave a big living person unused?

Hu Shi gave his younger son a blank look and said, "I don't care about this. In short, after half an hour, my sister and I will have hot rice and hot dishes!"

"Ah?" Tu Dian was dumbfounded.

If he is in charge of this, isn't that telling him to set fire to the kitchen?
Tu Dian paced into the yard, staring at the back of his brother's head in a daze.

Damn, what he hates the most is brainstorming.

"Sister, why don't you cook? Anyway, you will get married sooner or later, and you have to learn to cook."

Tu Dian turned his head and stared at his sister Tu Yin, who had nothing to do. She was the most leisurely person in this family.

Tu Yin said nervously: "Brother, if you want your sister to marry as she wishes, then I will thank you very much for your sister. The best is, the teacher!"

"Don't, don't drag me into the water!" Tu Dian shook his head quickly and refused.

He didn't dare to get involved in his sister's marriage, he couldn't bear the anger from his mother.

Jing'er just squinted for a while, and before she was fully awake, she heard someone talking outside the house.

Before she could hear what the people outside were saying, there was no movement outside.

She beat her head in frustration and laughed at herself: "Bao Jing'er, what are you expecting? No matter your daydreams or meat dumplings that don't exist at all, these things are not telling you that you can rely on them. Is it just you?"

After thinking about this, Jing'er no longer felt how hard it was to suffer from hunger.

Moreover, she has a new way of thinking for her future life.

"Mother, this is the corn and vegetable soup I made. It's fragrant and delicious!"

Tu Dian brought the dishes to the table, sat down and began to ask for credit, not mentioning his brother who was still kneeling in the yard.

Hu Shi habitually stretched out his hand, and there was no bowl and chopsticks as she expected, only then did she remember that today's meal was cooked by her younger son.

She retracted her hand unnaturally, coughed twice, and said, "Is that so?"

"This is my brother... er, no, the corn I stole outside, this water spinach is grown by myself, I didn't waste it...?"

Tu Dian opened his mouth to explain.

Hu also knew that the youngest son was not reliable, so he pointed out: "How can you eat without washing the dishes? I've spent so much money for your studies, and my brain is stupid."

She turned her head and pointed the finger at her daughter again, and said, "You are also a mindless, stupid poor scholar, how can He De marry you? You should stop this idea as soon as possible, otherwise I would rather ask your father to interrupt you. Legs, will not agree to continue to communicate with you!"

"Eating is eating, don't tug on me!"

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(End of this chapter)