There is a little cute baby in the family, fleeing famine is not enough to get rich and busy

Chapter 45 Do you really think that you will be blessed if you call Man Baoer?
It is said that habitual children are like killing children, but this truth has not been popularized in such a remote village.

In addition, Mrs. Lai now has only such a son left, so she is so spoiled that she wished she could hang it on her waistband and watch him every day.

When other people saw it, they curled their lips in disgust, but no one thought there was anything wrong with doing so.

There is no way, the male doll is the root of the family, it is to be passed on to the next generation, and it is also the main labor force of the family.

But like a bum, the daughter-in-law can't get married, and the work is not even as good as a little girl.

It really makes people look down on it.

"Second son, hurry up and drink the porridge, it's delicious with oil in it!"

Lao Lai's mother-in-law urged her son to drink porridge with a doting look on her face.

Erlaizi waved his hand: "Mom, I'm not hungry yet, you can eat first! I'll walk around again."

Naturally, the Erlaizi brought out how much food he had at home, so he couldn't be more clear about it.

With this amount of food, I can't get enough to eat, so it's better to let my mother eat first, and eat the rest by myself.

Moreover, the smell of stewed meat filled the air, and he really couldn't drink the brown rice porridge with only a little bit of oily flakes.

How could the old Lai let her son eat later, and she wanted to persuade him, but she saw the second laizi scolded angrily: "Are you deaf? I said you eat first, you eat first, what's wrong with not being able to understand people's words? Alright, let’s eat quickly! I’ll eat it later when I get back.”

After scolding, Erlaizi turned around and left.

It's not the first time Mrs. Lai has been taught by her son like this, so she didn't get angry, instead she said with a smile: "My second son is still filial, until I, the mother, eat first."

The nearby villagers shook their heads speechlessly.

It's not that this old lady's ears are bad, it's simply that her eyes are bad.

For a son like that, strangling him a hundred times is not too much.

Er Laizi walked around, and finally the tossing was not in vain, and he really made him come back with a bowl of broth.

There are only three or two pieces of meat in the broth, but the broth is solid broth.

Erlaizi returned to his old mother with the broth and hummed an out-of-tune tune. When he found that the porridge in the crock was barely moving, he knew that the old woman hadn't listened to him at all.

I'm a little unhappy that my mother doesn't cherish my body so much, but after looking at the broth I got, the second-hand son thinks it's good.

Pour the broth directly into the earthen pot, and said to his mother, "Heat the porridge."

Mrs. Lai was leaning against a big tree to take a nap, when she heard her son's voice she was startled. Before she could fully wake up, she saw her son staggering away again.

"Lao Lai, your son brought you a bowl of soup, please warm it up and drink it!"

The old woman who had been at odds with Mrs. Lai on weekdays laughed immediately.

Mrs. Lai also came to her senses at this moment, and she was not angry when she heard this, but retorted back: "Why? My son has the ability to bring back delicious food for a mother like me. Those sons of your family can scold me Are you envious? It's useless to be envious, all your sons combined are not as filial as my second son!"

"Fart your mother! As for your bastard, a hundred or eighty others can't compare to one finger of my child!"

That woman also loves children, and she was not happy when she heard this.

The old lady pouted, turned around, turned her back directly to the other party, and began to stir the brown rice porridge with broth in the crock.

She drank two spoonfuls just now, and did not dare to drink more, fearing that her son would not have enough to eat.

Now that broth was added, Mrs. Lai thought that she could drink two more spoonfuls later.

There is also meat flavor, this porridge is definitely not bad.

Er Laizi returned the bowl, but when he returned it, he said in a very awkward manner: "Here, a broken bowl is worth it for me to send it back."

The family who was robbed of a bowl of broth was so angry that the man in the family was about to stand up and beat him up, but was stopped by the woman beside him.

Seeing the bum wandering away, the woman lowered her voice and said, "What are you and that bastard bothering about? It's just a bowl of broth, and there's a lot of meat today, so it's like feeding the dog." But if you really got into a fight with him, you'd lose your temper right now, but the old lady can take advantage of this incident to directly rely on our family."

Following the woman's explanation, the man finally calmed down.

Indeed, according to the shamelessness of the Lai family and his wife, as long as someone dared to touch a hair of the second-hand son, the old lady Lai would directly rely on the other's house to eat and drink.

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help sighing, and glanced enviously in the direction of the Qi family: "It's just that there are too few people in our family, that's why we can't fight back when we are bullied by such a rascal."

"Look at the old Qi's family, the male of the family, even if he beat up a bastard, he would not dare to go to the Qi's house to make trouble."

After the man finished speaking, he looked at his daughters again, feeling even more frustrated.

The woman's stomach is sticking out at the moment, and she looks like she may be five or six months old.

After hearing this, she didn't feel well either.

Subconsciously stroked her stomach, as if talking to herself, but also as if praying: "I only hope that this baby will be a boy."

She has been married to her husband's family for several years, and she gave birth quickly, but all of them are daughters.

Although her husband's family is good and doesn't care about it, it has always been her heart disease that she has not been able to give her man a son.

For some reason, the woman suddenly thought of the little girl who had just entered the Qi family.

He touched the man next to him with his elbow, and said in a low voice: "That Man Baoer of the Qi family is a lucky one, and I heard that children can speak effectively, you said, let her tell her that my baby is a boy , can it work?"

"Fuck!"

The man immediately glared at his wife angrily: "It's just a film about a little girl, and only the members of the Qi family think that girl is a treasure. You even named her Man Baoer. Do you really think that if you call it Man Baoer, you'll be a treasure?" Are you really lucky?"

"Don't think about those useless ones, drink more broth, don't starve my son!"

The man directed the daughters in the family to serve their mother a bowl of broth.

The woman had already drank a lot of water, but now she really couldn't drink any more.

I don't want to drink, but seeing my husband's face is not good-looking, I can only bite the bullet and drink it down.

As a result, she barely swallowed the last mouthful, and she felt a tumbling in her stomach, and she got up and ran while covering her mouth.

After running a few steps, he vomited.

This is good, the broth and the meat that I drank at night were all vomited up, and the person was even weaker and fell to the ground directly, and she screamed in pain in an instant.

When the others saw it, they were all terrified.

The daughters of the family rushed to help their mother, only to see blood oozing from under the woman's aunt.

(End of this chapter)