Rebooting the Peak Years of 1985

Chapter 171: Faced with routine, you have to change your routine
"Auntie, what you said is wrong. I think your family is the one who is lazy, right?"

"I don't care about grandma in my daily life. I just pretend to be pretentious during the New Year and holidays. But even if I'm just pretentious, it's just that I come earlier than others. What's the actual contribution?"

Chen Huajiang said disdainfully, he would not spoil the other party now.

In his previous life, due to his lower seniority, Chen Huajiang was not qualified to criticize the other party, so he could only sulk in his heart.In this life, although the backup is still low on the surface, in my heart I no longer take the other party seriously.

"you--"

Cui Yulan never expected that Chen Huajiang would speak, pointing at him and her face turned red with anger.

"You have a mother but not a mother. I am your aunt, and you are talking to me like this!"

She pointed at Chen Huajiang and yelled through gritted teeth, then walked over and stretched out her hand to slap him.

Chen Huajiang stretched out his hand to hold her right hand and said indifferently: "Auntie, don't act so bad here. With so many people watching, you don't want to be the village girl, shrew, or scold you keep talking about, right? "

At this time, everyone also reacted and quickly stepped forward to separate the two of them and try to smooth things over.

"Don't mess around. We are all relatives, how can we fight among ourselves?"

"Say less and take a step back."

"No, big things have turned into small things."

Everyone said one after another, pulling the two away.

Cui Yulan's chest heaved with anger, and her eyes were full of angry flames.

Wang Xinhong was angry at the beginning, but due to Cui Yulan's aggressiveness and her long-standing feeling of being inferior, she did not dare to react immediately.

Seeing that she still wanted to beat her son, she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Cui Yulan, you don't need to worry about how to discipline my son here. You should take good care of your son. Is there a problem with what Huajiang said? There are 360 ​​five days a year, and you can come to the old lady for five days Time?

"Isn't it just a show of 'filial piety' during the Chinese New Year? Do you really think that everyone can't see it? Cleaning? What a joke. Which month does Hongmei and I not come to help the old lady clean, and which month don't we come to help her wash clothes? Do you want to dry out the quilt and give me some food?"

"If I were to be like you and show off every time during the Chinese New Year and holidays, I would be afraid of someone poking my spine."

Wang Xinhong walked over and looked at Cui Yulan and said a lot.

Her relationship with Cui Yulan has long been bad, but she has never dared to offend her.

In her heart, she and Hongmei, the daughter-in-law of the third eldest family, are both village girls in the other party's mouth, who have never been to school and are farmers.

But Cui Yulan is capable, has gone to school, knows Chinese medicine, and works at a veterinary station, so she is superior to them.

But now the other party still wants to beat her son, which is naturally intolerable.

"Okay, okay, you're a village girl, you have a mother but not a mother!"

"Everyone look at it, everyone look at it. This is the little bastard from the second child's family, and he wants to beat me and his eldest aunt!"

"Is there any more royal law, no more heavenly way? I don't want to live anymore, I don't want to live anymore!"

Cui Yulan first pointed at Wang Xinhong and then at Chen Huajiang, accusing them of their crimes, then sat down on the ground and slapped the ground with her hands.

"Yulan, don't make a big deal out of it. It's Chinese New Year. What are you going to do like this?"

"Isn't that right? If word spreads, our family's reputation will be ruined."

"How will you make the Jin Gen family behave then? Get up quickly."

Everyone hurriedly persuaded that such a thing happened during the New Year's Eve, and each other's faces were very dull.

But it was better not to say this. When Cui Yulan said it, she became even more violent. Not only did she slap her hands on the ground, but her legs were also staring at the ground. She howled louder and louder.

Her idea was simple and straightforward, just to make things worse and make Chen Huajiang unable to behave.

Unfortunately, this trick might have worked for Chen Huajiang in his previous life, but not now.

"Mom, don't worry. Don't sit on the ground and slap the ground like her. It will hurt your hands and make your voice hoarse. If you don't feel sorry for your son, I feel sorry for you."

When her mother, Wang Xinhong, saw that things were not going well, she also wanted to go to the ground, obviously to have sex with Cui Yulan. This is very common in rural areas today and even in later generations.

The reason here is not easy to use, whoever makes a noise and whoever is the loudest can win.

Chen Huajiang, with quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed his mother and told her something.

Then he quickly entered grandma's house with everyone's puzzled eyes, and then walked out with various matza and a small bench.

"Everyone, sit down. What are you doing with Jiayin standing there? Take out the melon seeds, peanuts, and the orange soda you brought."

"Come, come, let's eat peanuts and melon seeds while watching my aunt's acting."

"In the past, opera troupes often came to the village. Didn't everyone always comment on whether the opera was good or not? It didn't work based on what the actors said. It only worked if the audience thought it was good or not. When my eldest aunt finished singing, everyone would also give a rating."

Chen Huajiang glanced disdainfully at Cui Yulan, who was still acting. He and his wife Lin Jiayin were busy and handed everyone melon seeds, peanuts and orange soda.

After finishing it, he sat down with a small mazaar.

Everyone was a little confused. They never expected that Chen Huajiang would do this and dare to do this.

Even Cui Yulan's howling stopped, and then started howling again.

"I don't want to live anymore. My nephew wants to beat my aunt. How can I live?"

"Everyone, come and take a look. There are so many people like me, my sister-in-law, at Lao Er's house."

As Cui Yulan started to act, she howled louder and louder.

But gradually she didn't feel right.

"This is a bit fake. It was just thundering but no rain."

"The way auntie slaps the ground has also changed. Previously she slapped hard, but now she lifts it high and drops it gently. This is a difference."

Chen Huajiang kept silent and commented on the eldest aunt's acting skills.

At first, everyone was confused and couldn't let go.

But as Chen Huajiang set the pace, everyone felt that it was very exciting, like watching someone perform at a temple fair.

And it's better than those babbling singing operas. After all, it's like Peking Opera, Huangmei Opera, and Henan Opera. Most people in the village just watch it, and not many people can really understand it and like it.

"This line is wrong. It was clear that she was going to hit her nephew. Why did it turn out that the nephew beat her? Isn't this confusing black and white?"

"I'm not crying anymore. I was full of energy at first, but now my voice is getting lower and lower."

"By the way, this stuff is quite delicious. Could it be that everyone in the city drinks this? I'd better keep it and take it back to give my grandson a taste."

As everyone gradually zoomed in, something interesting came. They pointed at Cui Yulan and commented on her acting skills.

It's quite a bit like later generations of judges commenting and scoring actors. This sense of active participation and control of scoring is much better than sitting in the audience at a temple fair and listening to a big show.

Cui Yulan was finally dumbfounded and stopped crying, shouting, and slapping the ground.she
He glanced around at the crowd stupidly. For the first time in a long time, his outlook on life had been impacted like this. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

(End of this chapter)