marriage is natural

Chapter 480 My son-in-law!
He Mu grabbed her wallet and hurried out because she was thinking about the small domestic chickens that she had agreed with her acquaintances.

This chicken seller is not a chicken dealer who sets up a fixed stall in the farmer's market all year round, but a farmer from the countryside. He carries bamboo baskets, a basket of chickens, and a basket of eggs. Occasionally, he sells a few ducks, which are also domesticated. There are not many, and the ones in the basket will be gone when they are sold out.

He Mu was introduced to him by the wife of the fruit shop owner after she came back in the first lunar month. At first, she was not sure whether the chickens he sold were good or not. Nowadays, the chicken sellers are all cunning and cunning. They often wear a big straw hat and hang a few bamboos on the front and back of the bicycle. Baskets, pretending to be farmers in the countryside, bragging that their chickens are small and free-range, eat insects and grow up, and do not feed a grain of feed.Because of this, He Mu has been fooled twice, and when he buys it home, he kills it and boils it, and then he sees the name.Domestic chickens are so fatty!How can the domestic chicken be stewed so quickly!

Therefore, when Sister Fu introduced her to this farmer to buy chickens, she didn't believe it at first. Seeing that Sister Fu kept saying that his chicken was delicious and that her precious grandson loved it, she decided to choose one. A little chick weighing less than two catties.I went home that day and killed the stewed soup, and found that the chicken in this family is really good, the meat has less essential oil, the stewed chicken soup is clear and yellow, and there is no smell of captive chickens. This is the real free-range chicken.

In addition, at the end of March, He Mu specially went to the countryside with Sister Fu and a few female compatriots in the community, and saw with their own eyes the chickens raised in the bamboo and peach forests of the farmer's family, strolling in the forest in twos and threes, catching and catching chickens. Insects, drinking water from the stream, some even flew up bamboo branches, and crowed on the branches of peach trees.Whenever farmers come to the city to sell chickens, He Mu will rush to buy one, and she has to go early, and if she arrives late, it is often sold out. leftover.

So when he thought of the big fat hen being picked away by others, He Mu became anxious.It was agreed at 3:02 in the afternoon at the entrance of the evening market of the farmer’s market. It was 30:3 before we left the house. I ran from home to the entrance of the vegetable market. It took at least [-] minutes. Recently, I wanted to buy this free-range chicken just like Hemu There are many more housewives, and some even started waiting at the gate of the vegetable market at [-]:[-]. You can pick up several chickens in [-] minutes.

Don't leave her with the smallest one.After finally catching up with his son and daughter to go home, a prospective son-in-law appeared in less than half a day, even if he didn't want to admit it so early, Hemu still understands the reason why the door is a guest.And it was agreed early in the morning to make delicious food for the children in the evening, so what if there is no chicken.A few days ago, she and Lao He killed more than half of the two-and-a-half-pound chicken mother in one meal. Today, there are five people in the family, so they can't just drink soup, right?
During the prayer, I saw the two representative bamboo baskets of the farmer, and Hemu ran forward in a few strides, and saw that there were four three-yellow chickens of different sizes in the basket where the chickens were kept, and my heart was relieved. Panting heavily, he said, "It's too late today, are there only four left?"

"Yes! Two groups of people came in front and picked out a few. But don't worry, big sister. I knew you would come, so I specially brought you a rooster. The taste of the rooster is even fresher than that of a mother chicken. It is tender and tender, and it is delicious in any way. There are not many raised, and Ala's family likes to eat it, so he didn't sell it. If you want it, I will call it for you. If you don't want it, you can choose a chicken girl. Lennon."

The farmer who sold the chickens recognized that it was a Hemu, and grabbed a red rooster with tied feet from a small bamboo basket by his feet, and handed it to the Hemu for inspection to see if it was a sick chicken or something.

Seeing that the rooster is not bad, He Mu nodded and said, "Let's take it. I'll pick another chick for me."

The rooster is relatively big, and He Mu is thinking about making half a white cut and half a roast rooster, and buying a pullet for stewing soup.In this way, the dishes for the evening are settled.

I saw that there were many fresh eggs and duck eggs in the other bamboo basket, each of which weighed five catties.Thinking the kids have to go back to school the day after tomorrow and have to give them some food for the trip.Go back to the supermarket to buy some dried tofu and make some lo-mei with eggs.

After thinking about it, He Mu simply asked the farmer to weigh the remaining three chickens for her.Cook it to make drunk chicken and bad chicken.Keep one to eat at home, and let the children take the other to school to improve meals.

The farmers weighed one by one and reported the price. He Mu calculated that she was right, nodded and took out her wallet.Before the money was paid, a middle-aged woman suddenly jumped out from the side, grabbed the rooster at the farmer's feet and shouted: "I want this chicken! How much is it?"

"Someone bought this chicken. I'll bring you one next time if you want it." The farmer said honestly.

The woman curled her lips and said: "What did you buy? Isn't it still in my hands? Some people like to bargain, but I don't like it. I will give you how much you say, and I will take the chicken away."

Only then did Hemu see Cheng Yaojin, who had jumped out, she was the housewife upstairs in her house, her husband's surname was Tong, and her own surname was Wang, but she didn't like being called Aunt Wang or Sister Wang, and liked to be called her by others. Mrs Tong.

He Mu heard it a few times, and felt that her teeth were sore.This is the guy who crawled out of the TV, right?It can be done.

In fact, it has not been half a year since Tong's family moved to Wenxin Garden.Mrs. Tong relied on her son as the director of the Academic Affairs Office of the Lotus Middle School in the community, and she always liked to put on airs in the community, as if the parents in the community could not send their children to junior high school without her permission.

According to Hemu's eyesight, at least one-third of the residents of Wenxin Garden don't like her. They don't know it, and they are still as arrogant as a peacock, showing off everywhere.

The rift between He Mu and her was not because of this, but because of a series of bad things caused by the appointment of the corridor chief.

In the past, Wenxin Garden was not as long as the Laoshizi corridor.After the beginning of this year, the community advocates adding a corridor leader on each floor of the community within its jurisdiction to help the community distribute some important notices, sorting garbage bags and so on every month, and report any illegal groups in a timely manner.

The building where the He family is located, after a public opinion survey jointly conducted by the property management personnel and social workers, He Mu was selected as the corridor leader.

If it's just work, the upper floor of the He family will not have any complaints. The key is that after serving as the corridor leader, he can receive a monthly service allowance of 60 yuan.

For the 60 yuan, Mrs. Tong started to make a fuss, and first went to the property to report: why not choose her as the corridor leader, her son is the director of the Academic Affairs Office of Lianhua Middle School... Barabara...

The property didn't accept it, so she ran to the community to make trouble.It is even more impossible for the community to pay attention to her unreasonable reaction. At most, she can say a few words of consolation. For example, let her fight hard for the next corridor leader.

Mrs. Tong thought that if she made a mistake, she would be disqualified, right?So he began to try every means to lure Hemu to make mistakes.

But Hemu's daily routine is very regular, basically four points and one line: home - storefront - vegetable market or supermarket - square dance in the municipal park after dinner.

From this year onwards, because the supply agreement with the counter was terminated, there is no need to leave the Pearl Mall.It is much more convenient to go to the newly opened shopping mall to change the seasonal clothes for the family than to go to the Pearl Shopping Mall, and it is not too rushed to make a round trip in the afternoon.

In this way, there was no chance to lure her into making a mistake, so Mrs. Tong came up with a bad idea. Is it a mistake to quarrel with the neighbors?must!It means that the relationship between the neighbors is not harmonious, so what kind of corridor leader is there!So, she seized the opportunity to force He Mu to quarrel: Seeing He Mu drying the bedding and winter clothes on the balcony, she deliberately hung out the dripping wet clothes, thinking that the effect was not enough, and then came to the balcony to water the flowers, most of which were watered outside; Drying sausages and sauced ducks on the balcony, she purposely took the rug and mop and slapped it on the balcony wall, causing the dust to float all the way into the balcony of He’s house. , and even scattered coal ash at the door of He's house a few times...

After the new year, no, since the month when Dahemu was elected as the head of the corridor, countless dirty things have been done upstairs.

Let’s find a door-to-door theory. The other party either refuses to admit it, or twists his waist and says: "Oh, it must be when my guy hung up his clothes and went out. He didn’t notice that the quilt was drying on your balcony, and it was dripping wet? That’s really wrong." Sorry. I'll let him pay attention next time." And so on.

In the first few times, He Mu was not angry enough except that she thought she was unlucky.Upstairs and downstairs, there are many stumbling blocks in life, and the upstairs has just moved here not long ago, so it should be fine after the neighborhood break-in period.

But the number of times increased, and a few old ladies who were close to each other revealed: They deliberately picked on your family because of your 60 yuan allowance for the corridor manager.

Hemu immediately got angry, and was so angry that she wanted to quarrel with the upstairs, but in the end the teacher was unknown, so she simply turned around and went directly to the property and community, and relieved her of the post of corridor leader.She didn't want to be a corridor leader.It's nothing more than hearing from the community that I want to find a full-time housewife who is free at home to help send out notices and so on. It doesn't take much effort.She considered that most of the people in her building are office workers, and occasionally there are a few elderly households, all of whom are older than herself, so she can do it with her chest up.Only after I became a member did I realize that there is still a 60 yuan subsidy to receive.Because of the 60 yuan subsidy, so many bad things have been caused, it would have been better if I had known it earlier.

The property and the community can't find a suitable candidate temporarily.You mean Mrs. Tong?What a joke!You can cause so many moths if you don't get the job, but it's even better if you get the job!Distributing emergency notices and garbage bags requires visiting the door and asking the owner to sign. At that time, the owner of the entire building will be offended. The house was bought by her family, and she can't evict it. What can I do?

The property and the community coincide with each other—anyone can change the corridor leader, except Mrs. Tong on the fifth floor!But they won't be able to find someone for a while, so they have to let Hemu persevere until they confirm a new candidate.Hemu was also quite embarrassed when she saw the community, thinking about changing someone, it shouldn't take long, so she agreed.

In this way, Mrs. Tong's hostility towards her not only did not decrease, but increased instead.Probably thought that Hemu was playing tricks behind her back, asking the community to change anyone but not her, so she completely hated Hemu.

This is really getting shot while lying down.

Hemu ignored her and asked the farmers if they would deliver the goods. There were so many chickens and eggs, she couldn't take them home with two hands.And it was about to be burned, so I didn’t plan to raise it, and there was no place to raise it, so I asked the farmer if they could send it to a place in the vegetable farm that specializes in killing chickens.

"Success! No problem. I'll send it to you right now."

The farmer ignored Mrs. Tong who was intrusive and impolite, and stuffed four hens and one rooster back into the bamboo basket.

The rooster was still in Mrs. Tong's hands, but the farmer couldn't hold back the nimble hands and feet. He was used to catching chickens, so he snatched the chicken back casually.

Mrs. Tong was so angry that her mouth was crooked, and she didn't care about the evening market. She chased He Mu all the way from the vegetable market to the chicken shop.All the swear words that are popular among the small townspeople in Qing City can come out of her mouth.

Hearing this, the farmer couldn't stop twitching, and whispered to the ashen-faced He Mu: "Is this man against you?"

Hemu adheres to the principle that more things are worse than less things, and she doesn't want to quarrel with others. The main reason is that she doesn't have the talent for quarreling.He kept comforting himself with the words his daughter had taught her: A mad dog barks at you, so why don't you bark back?
Quan Dang was followed by a ferocious dog.After killing the chicken, hurry home.

After the farmer sold the remaining eggs, he saw He Mu coming out of the vegetable farm carrying the killed chickens.Although the chicken feathers have faded and the weight is light, there are five eggs and ten catties of eggs. Knowing that Hemu's family lives in Wenxinyuan, she asked her to hang the chicken bag on the front of the car and help deliver it.Anyway, he went home by pedaling along the road at the gate of Wenxin Garden, and it wouldn't take a few minutes.

Mrs. Tong caught up with a few handfuls of choy sum she bought at the entrance of the vegetable market, and said eccentrically, "Oh! It's good to buy more, and it's delivered to your door. I just don't know how the quality of these chickens is. My son said , What kind of bird flu happened in Nancheng? You sure don’t know what bird flu is? It’s chicken plague that can be transmitted to humans, and it can kill people if you get bird flu. Maybe these chickens are also infected, be careful to eat you to death... Don’t believe it! Anyone who asks will know that my son is the director of the Academic Affairs Office of Lianhua Middle School..."

Seeing that the chicken seller just glared at her, lifted the bag of chickens to the door of He’s house, and then went downstairs, Mrs. Tong was even more proud. She stretched out her short neck and said to He Mu: “See? The chicken seller You don’t dare to talk to me, what do you mean? Guilty! I think your family is out of luck tonight, so many chickens, maybe they are all sick chickens, tsk tsk tsk, are you really afraid of death? Or I can do it Okay, help you get rid of two? Save your family from eating too much and lie in the hospital one by one, I have done a good deed, the whole community can't find a neighbor who doesn't care about past suspicions like me... Huh!"

The door of He's house opened at this moment, and He Qingdong came out from inside.He obviously has no expression on his face, and he is so handsome that everyone is angry, but he just makes people nervous for no reason.

Mrs. Tong was scared back a few steps by his aggressive aura, went up a few stairs, regained her courage, raised her chin at He Qingdong: "Who are you! I'm talking about mine, it's none of your business! "

Hemu patted her chest and blurted out, "My son-in-law! Why can't I control it!"

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