Traveling through the 80s and marrying a rough man

Chapter 305 Uncle, You Are So Handsome

Can Xu Xiaoyun get used to him?

"rhubarb!"

"Wow!" Hearing its name, Rhubarb echoed in the yard a few times, and there was the sound of pulling the chain.

"My mouth is not big enough, and I still have teeth. Rhubarb's mouth is just right."

"No, it's better to hit your hands! No, don't hit your hands. I won't do it if I don't move. I still have my hands to cook for you and make money for you!"

"Then stand here and don't take the basket off your head."

After finishing speaking, Xu Xiaoyun went out, her face covered in sweat from sleeping, she washed her face first and then drank some water.

Liu Dongsheng didn't know how long he had been standing, but he only knew that the soles of his feet were heavy, his center of gravity moved back and forth with his left and right feet, and his body was also bent. Whenever he heard footsteps, he quickly stood up straight.

Xu Xiaoyun went into the room to check and was quite satisfied, but he also guessed that he must be lazy when he was not around.

His rare face is a rarity, but maybe he couldn't control it when he was a child, and his standing and sitting postures were all sloppy, so he had to be cured.

"I asked my mother to make the ribs, so you can continue standing here."

"Don't, daughter-in-law, mother is not as delicious as my cooking! I can't let you wrong your stomach!" He was originally an active person, and it was too torture for him to stand still, and he was already tired.

"Do you dare to tell mother this?"

Dare not dare.

Liu Dongsheng's stop was Liu Lang and Liu Hu after school.

As soon as school started, there was basically no homework. Liu Lang threw his schoolbag into the room and went to see the mousetrap he was thinking about.

The mice became more and more difficult to catch, and finally caught one. It happened that Liu Hu said that his younger brother was leaving and wanted to give him a gift. Live mice were not easy to give or keep, so he secretly dried them as mice.

That was the most precious gift he could give!

Liu Wen has lived in the village for so long, so he shouldn't be afraid of mice, and he will definitely like the gifts he gave him more!
Liu Lang ran, showing an expectant smile.

Liu Hu ran around the house and saw Miao Cuixiang cooking dinner.

"Grandma, why are you making dinner today, uncle?"

"Why, I hate your grandma's cooking!" Pretending to be angry.

It was a bit disgusting, but he didn't dare to say that although grandma's cooking was delicious, it was still far behind my uncle's.

"Amitabha, I don't mean that, I just haven't seen my uncle for a day, and I miss him."

After two days of schooling, Liu Hu's Amitabha taste was washed away a lot. When answering questions in class at school, the teacher would not allow him to be Amitabha.

"Looking for your uncle, your uncle is in the house." Xu Xiaoyun said a little guilty.

Accidentally forget about people!
Where did Liu Hu think about Liu Dongsheng, but he had already said everything, so he had to go find him.

The door is closed. When a child enters the room, he doesn't push the door properly and kicks it with his foot. He learned from his brother.

With a bang, the door slammed back.

Liu Dongsheng was standing behind the door. There was nothing he could do. All the furniture was placed against the walls in the room, and only the back of the door could be put against the wall.

Without preparation, the door was like a gigantic slap. It was supposed to slap his round buttocks and straight back, but there was a big basket on his head, protruding a lot from his body. As soon as the door slammed the big basket, it hit the buttocks.

Liu Dongsheng cursed, and he rushed forward, but there was also a protruding basket head in front, which prevented the possibility of his head being opened back and forth.

"Whoever pushes the door doesn't have eyes!"

Such violence, it must not be his daughter-in-law.

"Uncle, I didn't know you were behind the door... Puchi, Uncle, you are all right standing behind the door, what are you doing with that on your head, it looks so fun."

It turned out to be Liu Hu, the little bastard.

Is he willing to stand behind this and wear this crap?
The point is that Liu Hu still saw this appearance, which damaged his image as a little uncle.

Holding crooked baskets, and buzzing heads.

"Uncle, this is very funny, isn't it?"

Liu Hu didn't realize the seriousness of the problem yet, so he laughed.

"Yes, yes! Uncle, you are so handsome!"

Handsome, he still laughs!

The basket was made of thinly split bamboo pieces, and the outside could be seen through a small gap. Liu Dongsheng turned around, found the heartless smiling child, and stretched out his hand.

"I made you handsome, so let's see how handsome you are too!"

Liu Hu ran into the yard immediately.

Xu Xiaoyun was helping Miao Cuixiang to cook, when there was a thud, Liu Dongsheng fell to the ground in all directions, his face... oh no, the basket was facing down, and he couldn't see his face at all.

Since he was a child, he probably fell so hard when he was just learning to walk.

"What are you doing? Xiaohu is capable enough to bully your uncle!"

Miao Cuixiang thought that Liu Hu had put the basket on, not only did she not scold, she even praised it.

Liu Dongsheng: "..."

Does he look that weak?
Is it because he hasn't been mischievous for a long time, which made my mother have such a wrong perception of him.

"The only one who can bully me in this life is my wife!"

"Cough, mother, I set up the basket."

Miao Cuixiang wouldn't scold him.

"You tricked me? I just said, how could Xiaohu have this ability. Little four daughter-in-law, you've done a good trick, you're so good! Little four must have done something to make you angry, right? I'll treat him like that from now on!"

Liu Dongsheng: It's really his mother!
Xu Xiaoyun: Mother is really smart and insightful this time!

Liu Hu was afraid of being beaten, so he ran away early. Liu Dongsheng was still lying on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, and his clothes were dirty.

"Why don't you get up quickly?" It's not a child, it's still rolling all over the floor, and it's not her who washes the dirty clothes.

The basket was tilted up a little bit, Liu Dongsheng pointed to the thing on his head.

"Daughter-in-law, I can't get up. With this, I can't see the way! You are the head of our family. If you don't let me take it down, how dare I."

Now I know that she is the head of the family.

How dare you pull Miao Cuixiang to persuade her to eat some meat dishes just now?

Virtue!

After all, Xu Xiaoyun took it down for him, Liu Dongsheng finally saw the blue sky and white clouds again, and breathed fresh air
The basket is often used to store vegetables in the vegetable field. It can hold a lot of things, and it smells like earth.

He took a deep breath, "Thanks to my wife for freeing my head!"

Xu Xiaoyun: "..."

With so many plays, even if you don't become a cook, you should be able to act.

Night, quiet.

Liu Wen didn't have much homework, and he didn't go back to the room until after dinner to start writing today's homework.

Although she is eager to make money, Qian Xiuxiu has to go to work during the day, and has to cook and do housework when she comes home at night. She has very little time to make clothes.

She sorted out the fabrics she had just bought, which were defective products from the warehouse.

It’s just that clothes have to be sold, so there shouldn’t be too many flaws, and they should be avoided when making clothes, so in fact, there are not many that can be used.

Arranged the cloth and laid it flat on the table. There was no chalk for drawing lines on the cloth at home, so she asked Liu Wen to get a piece of chalk at school to make do with it.

"Xiaowen, where is the chalk that Mom asked you to take?"

The house had two bedrooms and one living room. Liu Wendu lived in a room by himself. When he pushed the door open, the first thing Qian Xiuxiu saw was his son who was buried in his homework.

So serious and so well-behaved, he couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and then he saw the family photo on the desk, placed side by side with the paper ingots. The photo was taken when he was five years old, black and white.

Qian Xiuxiu: The smile gradually disappeared.

(End of this chapter)