Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 342
"Woooooo, Sachiko is so pitiful, why is fate so unfair to her!"

Mao Chunhua lay in He Ping's arms, his eyes were crying like peaches.

He Ping stroked her back and comforted her, "It's all TV dramas, not real."

"Do you think Sachiko and Mitsuo will be together?"

He Ping thought to himself, I don't know, I haven't watched this TV series, "We will definitely be together. My daughter-in-law, you have watched it all night, why don't we both sleep well."

He Ping now deeply regrets the decision he made last night. It’s okay to watch chicken feather TV dramas if you want to. If you pick some horror and suspense genres, you can still take advantage of it.

It's a good time now, I picked a love ethics drama with bitterness and hatred.Regardless of whether it was 30 years ago or 30 years later, women have absolutely no resistance to this kind of plot, and Mao Chunhua is no exception.

After seeing it for one night, He Ping yawned sleepily, and called Mao Chunhua to sleep several times, but she didn't even respond, and she became a drama chasing girl of later generations.

He Ping's words calmed Mao Chunhua's emotions, "We must be together, otherwise the screenwriter would be too bad, Xingzi is so kind."

"That's right, the screenwriter is too bad." Seeing that Mao Chunhua was about to end, He Ping agreed.

"Well, I'll watch a few more episodes to see if the scriptwriter has written about Sachiko's illness." Mao Chunhua said seriously.

He Ping wailed in his heart, what a crime!A good and happy life, just like this, was tossed away by Lao Tzu himself.

Seeing the light outside, He Ping's eyes were flushed, while Mao Chunhua was watching TV energetically.

He Ping had a bad premonition that he seemed to have activated a certain talent in Mao Chunhua.

"Daughter-in-law, don't look at it, we have to go back today!" He Ping persuaded.

Mao Chunhua was a little unhappy when He Ping interrupted her from the plot, and then she also remembered that today is the day to go back home, "Oh, I almost forgot, I have to go home, I'm done watching this episode."

Well, I have completely turned into a drama-chasing girl, addicted to drama-chasing and unable to extricate myself.

But with the string tied to the door, Mao Chunhua was still a little scrupulous. After watching an episode of TV series, she finally stood up from the sofa.

"I'm going to cook, and we'll go home after we finish eating."

"Huh? Do you want to rest for a while?"

Mao Chunhua seemed to be full of energy, "Why don't you rest, it's not the same to go home and rest."

He Ping complained in his heart, how could this woman be so energetic after watching dramas?
Mao Chunhua prepared a breakfast as quickly as possible. After the family of three finished eating, Xiao Zhuer went to school, and the two of them were going to go back home.

"Zhu'er, Mom and Dad are going to live with your grandparents these two days, and you can go to your Uncle Zhaojun's for dinner."

He Ping explained to Xiao Zhuer and drove Mao Chunhua to the commune.

She didn't sleep all night, Mao Chunhua and things for her father-in-law and mother-in-law were loaded in the car. As soon as He Ping entered Mao Chunhua's house, Wen Guizhen saw him and thought he was very haggard.

Seeing the new uncle yawning and sluggish, she pulled Mao Chunhua aside, "You young couple are young, but you should exercise restraint."

Wen Guizhen said this out of consideration for her daughter's future happiness. After all, there are only exhausted cows and no plowed land.

"Got it, Mom!" Mao Chunhua agreed with a guilty conscience.

She didn't dare to say that the reason why He Ping was so haggard was because she watched a TV series with her all night. If her mother found out, she would definitely break her leg.

At noon, Wen Guizhen cooked some extra dishes for He Ping.

"Come on, He Ping, eat more leeks."

"Try this donkey meat, it will make up for it."

At the beginning, He Ping thought the dishes Wen Guizhen made for him were delicious, and even winked at his wife.

You see, it has to be the son-in-law who recruits the old mother-in-law to be rare!
But something is wrong while eating, mother-in-law, please explain clearly, what is "can be mended" and "your body needs this"?
Which does my body need?What should I make up?
He Ping couldn't figure out what the crux of the matter was, he gave Mao Chunhua a vicious look and swallowed hard.

When Mao Xueshan came back in the evening, Weng and his son-in-law drank a lot of wine again, but this time He Ping controlled it well and did not drink too much.

He had to save his energy to deal with this naughty little elf, Mao Chunhua.

"Do you still dare to make fun of your husband in the future?"

"Don't dare!" Mao Chunhua said coquettishly.

He Ping's self-satisfaction is more or less the same, a man's majesty must be strengthened, and a woman can still hold him?
When she got up the next morning, Wen Guizhen pulled her daughter to the corner, "Didn't I tell you, be more restrained. You said you dead girl, you exhausted He Ping, what good is it for you."

Mao Chunhua feels wronged, what does it have to do with me, he is the one to be tired, I am passive!

Of course, she would not tell her mother these things in her heart, she could only act coquettishly and play cute, trying to pass the test by being cute.

Wen Guizhen pointed her forehead with her finger, "Stupid, if you have the skills to talk nonsense, it's real to give me a big fat grandson, you know?"

"Mom, we just got married."

"What's wrong with just getting married? You two are married, why don't you two have children? Are you planning to play hooligans?"

Mao Chunhua didn't dare to answer back a word from his mother. Now that he is an elder and an old Buddha, he can't afford to provoke him.

During dinner at night, Wen Guizhen brought up this matter again while the whole family was ready.

"The two of you are not young anymore. Look around you. Those who are about the same age as you, and those whose children were born early can go to junior high school."

Wen Guizhen's words were affirmed by Mao Xueshan, "It's time to hurry up on this matter. While your mother and I are still young, I can help you with it."

Feeling the coercion from their old parents, He Ping and Mao Chunhua patted the rice obsequiously, nodding their heads in agreement with the old parents' opinions.

It's really a long way to go. I thought I would be able to rest for a while after getting married, but I didn't expect to have children.

Mao Chunhua was worried, she was not ready to be a mother yet.

He Ping doesn't care about this, but he hasn't enjoyed the two-person world enough yet.

These two people have their own thoughts, and they are hypocritical and obedient to the demands of their old parents.

"Parents, don't worry, we will try to get pregnant as soon as possible."

He Ping must have come forward to Zhangkou to come. His statement made Lao Taishan very satisfied, and he personally poured a glass of wine for the uncle.

"Thank you for your hard work, come and have a drink!"

Mao Chunhua looked at He Ping resentfully, why did he work so hard, if he really wanted to conceive, it was me who worked so hard, okay?
(End of this chapter)