After the house was confiscated, I relied on billions of dollars in supplies to become a group favor

Chapter 11 The Madam cheers up

Mrs. Mu Tai gave Mu Zhengbai a good beating. After getting angry, her face became much rosier.

She broke out in a hot sweat and threw the stick away without any strength.

Seeing this, Ruan He quickly held Mrs. Mut's hand, "Grandma, it's probably dinner time. You've been tired for so long, let's go get the food quickly."

"Let's go." Mrs. Mutai nodded and left the Datong Shop in Dafang without any regrets.

As soon as they left, everyone recovered from the shock.

Mrs. Zhang also trembled and said, "How could the madam have such a gentle temperament? She is like an evil ghost coming out of hell. Go and see the Marquis."

Thinking of her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law for so many years, Mrs. Mu not only took Mu Yunchao by her side to educate her before she left, but Mrs. Mu didn't even feel sorry for her. She didn't even need to make arrangements between morning and dusk, let alone set rules.

But today, it seems that he has completely changed his temper.

"Dad, are you okay? I think grandma must have been instigated by someone to act like this." Mu Qingshuang went over to help Mu Zhengbai up and said meaningfully.

As for who instigated it, it’s whoever came with grandma.

Seeing this, Mu Qinghong also helped Mu Zhengbai's other side, echoing her sister's words, "Yes, even if daddy makes grandma mad, they are still mother and son. They must have been instigated by someone. I think it is that despicable peasant girl." ."

Mu Zhengbai's whole body ached, and he had a headache even if he moved a step.

Unfortunately, the bones are not broken, so there is no reason to lie down on the cart tomorrow.

Regarding the words of his two daughters, he became even more angry, and his peach blossom eyes, which used to boast of being romantic, were widened, "How dare she! I am her elder, don't let me catch her doing something wrong, I will definitely skin her."

In the room, Aunt Zong held the child and remained silent.

Aunt Bai rolled her eyes and interjected, "Mrs. Madam still looked like she was going to die this afternoon. Why did she suddenly get better? Could it be that the ginseng beard was not lost in the first place and she kept it to save her life?"

"It's possible!" Mu Zhengbai was also enlightened.

Thinking of being beaten again, he became even more angry. When he got angry, he cursed: "After all, she is not my biological mother. She has good things hidden and is beating me to death!"

"Master Hou?" Mrs. Zhang stared at him in surprise.

"I made a mistake. I said that my mother only loves her two grandsons, and she doesn't have any affection for me at all."

After saying that, Mu Zhengbai closed his lips and teeth tightly, but endured the pain silently, refusing to say another word.

But the people in Dafang have different ideas.

If Mrs. Mu Tai is not Mu Zhengbai's biological mother, why should their eldest brother serve her and accept her winks?

……

In the woodshed.

Ruan He and Mrs. Mutai returned to the room.

Lin Yurou was no longer here, and Mu Yunchao followed them in, holding a tray with four rough-faced steamed buns in his hand. They looked yellow, black, and dry, and his throat got stuck just looking at them.

There is also a small plate of pickles in the middle of the tray. The pickles in it are only a few pieces the size of a fingernail.

Looking at this simple meal, it seemed that the food fed to the pigs in the Yong'an Marquis Mansion was stronger than this, but now that Mrs. Mu had figured it out, her face was as calm as water.

"I happen to be hungry. Chao'er sits here and Xiaohe sits here."

The four of them happened to be sitting together, except Mu Yunxiao, who was lying down.

"Although this brown rice steamed bun is a bit hard, I'm really hungry. If I break it into pieces, it's actually not that hard to swallow." Mrs. Mutai was even more optimistic than before.

This made Brother Mu Yunxiao a little nervous.

Mu Yunchao held the brown rice bun in his hand and asked after hesitating for a long time: "Grandma, are you really not angry anymore?"

"Don't be angry, your father was beaten so badly by me, no matter how angry he is, he will dissipate." Mrs. Mu said.The Mu Yunchao brothers nodded.

This is worse than when their grandmother hit them with a ruler.

Mu Zhengbai's screams were probably heard by everyone in the inn.

Mrs. Mutai continued, "When we go to the place of exile, Xiao'er and Xiaohe will have two fat babies, and grandma will bring them to you. Chao'er can also find a simple and kind girl from a good family, and you both can read. , when the time comes, I can find a job as a bookkeeper, and I will be able to survive."

Mrs. Mutai swallowed the brown rice bun and then picked up a dark pickle.

It can be seen from her subtle expression that she is forcing herself to adapt.

After taking a bite of pickles, the brown rice steamed buns became more flavorful, making it less difficult to swallow.

Mrs. Mutai talked about the past again:
"When I met your grandfather, he encountered bandits in a mountain temple and fell to the bottom of the mountain. Both of us were starved to death. At that time, mountain rats were as big as cats, so your grandfather did it. A mouse trap failed the first time and nothing was caught. We were hungry all night..."

Ruan He also listened to the story and unknowingly finished a rough bun.

I have a lot of food in my stomach, but I don’t care about the delicious food in the space.

After Mrs. Mutai finished telling the story, she picked up the crumbs on her hands and ate them. Finally, she drank a bowl of free water from the inn before she stood up satiated and shook her clothes.

She said: "Chao'er, go and call down your father, mother, and everyone in the first, second, and third bedrooms. Grandma will have to take care of it next. The Mu family should have been twisted into one, and the first bedroom should not be like now." It's embarrassing to be so groveling."

This groveling and humiliating person was naturally talking about Mu Zhengbai.

Ruan He also quickly stood up, intuitively telling her that Mrs. Mutai was about to show off her power.

She has seen through life and death, and since she has chosen to live this time, she will naturally not be as honest and faithful as before, regardless of the affairs of the house.

After all, this is the way to exile.

Bodhisattvas will not come to bring food, and neither will Buddha.

Some things should be earned by oneself!

When Mu Yunchao came back, Aunt Zong followed behind with her child in her arms. The third family and his family all arrived neatly, while everyone else was dawdling.

After waiting for about half an hour, everyone except Mu Zhengbai was here.

"Sister, you are not feeling happy after eating the rough steamed buns, and you are deliberately calling us to lecture us. It doesn't feel like you are in the house now."

Aunt Cui picked her teeth and found a long strip of meat.

In fact, she already knew what Dafang was doing. After all, she was not thinking about the money in the hands of the second daughter-in-law, otherwise, why would she do it?

It’s hard to see that the second and third bedrooms eat meat, while the first bedroom eats glutinous rice bran.

"Oh, Cui'er, you are really a roundworm in my stomach. You were right today. All the money in each house is kept with me. We usually live frugally. When we get to the place of exile You can also buy properties and houses.”

Mrs. Mutai stood up straight and spoke loudly.

For a while, the second wife, Hong, refused.

"Mother, although I have some things on my hands, they are just like my daughter-in-law's dowry. They are not from the public family." Naturally, Hong refused.

Mu Zhengchuan also yelled, "Yeah, and mother, when the money is in your hands, why don't you favor me more? How can we lose three melons and two dates?"

"No, after all, Chuan'er and Yuan'er crawled out of my belly. It's inevitable to worry about the eldest sister favoring one over the other. Let me see, it's good to split the money." Aunt Cui accidentally accidentally Made a fire.

"Pa—" A slap fell hard on Aunt Cui's face.

Auntie Cui almost fell down, but fortunately Mu Zhengyuan stood beside her and helped her up.

"You hit me?" Mrs. Cui clenched her molar teeth as the doughy Madam knew how to hit others.

(End of this chapter)