agricultural doctor

Chapter 1151 Gloomy Clouds
In the evening, Aunt Wu made fried pork trotters with sauce, fried pig intestines, kombu bone soup, fried pork with garlic sprouts, stewed fish-flavored eggplant and beans, and fried a spinach.

A few happy and a few sad!
On the side of the pharmacy, there was a room full of people eating, listening to Abo talk about the building of the house on the back slope, talking and laughing.

Chen Gui's family is gloomy!
During dinner, Shui Lian got angry and threw the table over.

"Eat, eat, eat, what kind of pig food do you eat every day, it's full of clear soup with little water, it will make people wilt!"

Shui Lian asked Chen Gui to cut the flesh early in the morning, but seeing Chen Gui flirting with a girl from the medicine shop, she was filled with anger.

If it wasn't for that man, she would deliberately get close to Chen Gui, who would serve such an ugly old man?
Fortunately for him, it wasn't enough for the toad to eat the swan meat, but now he was eating what was in the bowl and was thinking about what was in the pot.

I saw a table with clear soup and little fire, and the only dish with oil and water, that is, fried beans with lard residue, but Shui Lian has always been used to being pampered, and I get tired of eating it every day.

What kind of man did she, Shui Lian, always serve? Chen Gui, a toad, got so much money, how dare he still think about the little girl from the Yaozhuang?

Very good!

The more Shui Lian thought about it, the more angry she became, and the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, she simply lifted the table, the table fell over, and the food was scattered all over the floor.

When Chen Bao'er saw that her favorite bowl of fried beans with lard residue was overturned, she burst into tears in aggrieved manner.

"Pay me lard scum, bitch, pay me lard scum."

Shui Lian was not easy to get along with, relying on Chen Gui's backing, she slapped Chen Baoer's face with a slap.

"Little bastard, do you dare to scold my old lady?"

"Slut, filthy bastard, shameless bitch, if you dare to hit Bao'er, I'll fight you..."

When Chen Bao'er was beaten, Li Chunhua rushed towards Shui Lian like crazy, grabbed her face with one claw, grabbed her by the hair, and dragged her to the ground.

The two women wrestled to the ground, and Chen Baoer burst into tears, alarming the old lady Chen in the room.

She was paralyzed on the bed and couldn't come to help. She fell off the bed with a bang, crying and crying: "God, what kind of evil is this, Chen Gui, you unfilial thing, let a wild woman beat me like this My dear grandson, she will die badly, this day will not pass, quickly bring a rope, and let your mother hang herself, my old woman, I won’t know anything when I close my eyes..."

What a day!
When Ziyun was around the other night, even though he was not allowed to touch her at night, the house was well-organized, and she and Liu'er got along happily, except for his mother being picky, life was very satisfactory.

If you want to drive away this woman, Shui Lian, she will definitely use the dozens of taels of silver to make a case, and go to the government to sue their family.

It's easy to ask God to send God away, but it's hard to get rid of this woman once she gets involved.

Looking at the mess, Chen Gui only felt that the two women wrestling on the ground were ugly. He felt tight in his chest for a while, so he just didn't care about anything, rushed back to the house hungry, and fell asleep.

Hearing the noise outside, he thought of the Chuntao girl he bumped into today, she looked really good, and she was as attractive as a water lotus.

Those small hands, with thin skin and tender flesh, are smoother and tenderer than the body of the water lotus, no matter how young they are.

If he had been able to climb into Ye Ziyun's bed back then, he would have felt the same way, but it's a pity that he was too honest back then.

Ye Ziyun's pretty face appeared in Chen Gui's mind, and he fell asleep on his back like this. In his dream, he felt Ye Ziyun's smooth and tender hands piercing into the hem of his clothes.

(End of this chapter)