Reborn 1980: Koi wife is a bit spicy

Chapter 24 Finally I can’t bear it anymore
Seeing a thick stack of money floating in front of her eyes, Mrs. Zhao regained her spirits immediately, and stretched out her hand to snatch the money from Zhao Dali, "Dali, it's really good. This is how I got the money back."

After saying that, Mrs. Zhao stood up and walked tremblingly into the house. Before leaving, she turned back and said, "Dali, help mom check the fire."

Zhao Dali was very happy to receive the praise. His old mother rarely praised him. In the past few years, she had either scolded him or blamed himself. He had forgotten the feeling of being praised. He was so pleased that he responded happily, "Yeah !”

Mrs. Zhao went into the house and hid the money, then walked back tremblingly.

There is a delicious smell in the kitchen.

Zhao Dali felt that his stomach was a little empty. He had been thinking about Zhao Qingqing all afternoon, and he didn't even eat well. In the end, he was ungrateful and left a smelly mess for him to clean up.

This fragrant meal made Zhao Dali want to eat some... He didn't know what good things his mother had cooked.

"Mom, what's in this pot? Why does it smell so good?"

Mrs. Zhao's wrinkled face smiled like a chrysanthemum, "It's chicken stewed with vermicelli. I didn't eat enough at night. If I don't have another meal, I won't be able to sleep at night."

"That's great." Zhao Dali swallowed, "My stomach is empty too."

When Mrs. Zhao heard this, the flesh on her face immediately tensed up, showing embarrassment and embarrassment, "Oh, I didn't know you were hungry. I only made a portion for one person."

"Oh, then mom, you can eat it! Even though it smells good, I'm not that hungry." Zhao Dali hurriedly got up and went back to his room.

How could a five-foot-tall man like himself compete with his own mother for food?

Zhao Dali felt particularly ashamed and walked towards his house.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Zhao still felt that she couldn't let her second son be in the house. After a while, she smelled the smell and competed with her for food. She shouted to Zhao Dali, "Dali, you go to Zhao Juan's house to sleep today!" Someone had dinner in your house today, it’s a mess, and you haven’t had time to clean it up yet.”

Zhao Dali glanced into the room, but no, the cups and plates were in a mess, and garbage was strewn all over the floor.

The elder sister-in-law is in a daze, her daughter-in-law is not at home, and the third sibling has a big belly. This mess is not taken care of.

"Okay, then I'll go." Zhao Dali stayed in the room. The more he smelled the fragrant smell of chicken, the more his stomach growled. He hurriedly walked outside. The firewood in the room There were more, so Zhao Dali had to turn sideways to get out.

Li Xihua stood in front of her window, greedily smelling the fragrance coming from the main room.

"Daqiang, what delicious food do you think mom cooks in the house? Why is it so delicious? Is there anything so good about it? You have to share it with me. I have a baby with a handle in my stomach!"

Zhao Daqiang lay on the kang and said sarcastically: "As for my mother's stingy temper, money and food are more important than her own life. No matter what happens to you when you are pregnant with a child, others will not treat you right if you are pregnant with the child." You are so good, the most you can do is take advantage of the other two families to subsidize you, and you think that she will give you a piece of her own food, you are really thinking beautifully!"

Li Xihua could only smell the taste but couldn't eat it, so she was angry, and when her man said this, she became even more angry, "There is no mother-in-law with such a big temper and such a bad temper. Why did you let me do it~!"

"It's not your man, I'm attractive!" Zhao Daqiang, who was lying on the kang, saw his woman staring outside in a daze, jumped up from the kang, walked behind Li Xihua in a few strides, and hugged her from behind , "Don't look at it. When my mother is gone, I will take all the money in her hand into my own. Then you can eat whatever you want, and I won't stop you."

Li Xihua was still immersed in her delicious fantasy. She nodded, and then as if she remembered something, she stamped her foot hastily and said threateningly to the man holding her: "Daqiang, I can Let me tell you, if we fight for money, we will fight for money. If we don't eat together in the future, I will not support your difficult mother. I will go to whoever's house I want to go to. Don't bring her into our home. "

Li Xihua's whole body was fleshy and plump. When she stamped her feet, the flesh on her body trembled.

Zhao Daqiang hugged his wife and felt like he was holding a hot water bottle, feeling extremely comfortable all over his body.

"Okay, no problem." Zhao Daqiang agreed.

A family is divided, no matter what kind of family it is, the family cannot be divided if one's own mother is around.We all have to live together.For something that was impossible to happen, Zhao Daqiang agreed very readily.

Li Xihua then smiled broadly and dragged her man's body towards the kang.

Zhao Daqiang was lying on the kang and wanted to move his hands and feet. Li Xihua said angrily: "Calm down, I'm pregnant. What should I do if I hurt the baby?"

"It's okay. I heard it's more conducive to production." Zhao Daqiang snatched a kiss.

Li Xihua joked and joked with her man for a while, then let him go.

Looking at the unburnt firewood in the stove pit, Mrs. Zhao's stomach felt as uncomfortable as the sea.

I don’t know what’s going on at this stage. My stomach always hurts and I have to run to the toilet from time to time.

Mrs. Zhao thought about it carefully, she didn't eat much, her food was basically the same as everyone else's, she occasionally cooked a small stove, and ate some snacks and honey, how come she had so many bad stomachs recently?

"No, no, I have to go to the toilet." Mrs. Zhao exclaimed, glanced at the small amount of firewood left in the pit, and hurriedly ran to the toilet not far behind the house. .

"Oops!" Mrs. Zhao had just stood up and ran a few steps when she accidentally bumped into a pile of firewood piled high in the house, causing her head to hurt. She wailed in pain and ignored it, taking small steps. Rushed out.

With a bang, the door of the house was slammed tightly by Mrs. Zhao, and it was shut tightly.

There was no one in the room, only the fire in the stove crackled for a moment.

However, in the next moment, the shaky firewood that was hit by the old lady Zhao finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground under the vibration of the violent sound of the door being closed.

There are corn stalks scattered all over the house.

There is still unburned firewood in the stove pit, and sparks slowly spread from it to the outside of the stove pit. When it encounters dry and flammable corn stalks, it quickly develops into a raging fire.

The fire suddenly jumped to the roof, and soon, in just a few minutes, the entire main house was on fire.

The fire was blazing and smoke was billowing.

Zhao Dali, who was lying on the kang and thinking silently, was getting hungrier and hungrier. The more he thought about it, the worse he felt.

(End of this chapter)