Yipin Farmer's Wife

Chapter 84
Even if they have food now, they don't want to give food to Yan Shi, who told her that she only has a son in her heart.What's more, Yan's appetite is a bottomless pit. If you give her food today, she will come again tomorrow.Their husbands are all honest farmers who have no income other than farming. If the harvest is not good, the whole family has to tighten their pants to live. If the harvest is good, they have to live on a budget. The request of the bottomless pit?It might as well be ruthless and refusing to give it when Yan shi came to ask for food for the first time, and cut off Yan shi's idea of ​​coming to beg for food every day.

Don't blame the water thrown by the married daughter. Don't blame them for being cruel.If the old lady hadn't ignored their wishes and married them cheaply for the sake of the stomachs of the two younger brothers, they wouldn't have treated the old lady so cruelly.

This is also God's retribution for Yan.

As a mother, she can't set a good example, has bad eyes and a cruel heart, and the daughter she raises is also the same as her, which is her own fault.

"It's all because of that bitch Han Chulan!"

Yan felt that she was treated like this by her three biological daughters because Han Chulan didn't want to leave the Ye family to serve as a concubine of the Yang family, which made her unable to get 100 taels of silver, and the [-] taels of silver she got was ordered by Yang Tingxuan After taking it back, the family is now barren and has no food at all, so they have to bear the ruthless treatment of the three daughters.

"Bitch, bastard!"

If Han Chulan was in front of Yan Shi, the resentful Yan Shi might rush over and strangle her to death.

The sun sinks into the sea.

As the moon rises, the stars follow.

People who work at sunrise and return at sunset go home with the stars and moon.

Huaiyun and Mrs. Li came back, and brought back a new gossip news to Han Chulan. Mrs. Fu saw a ghost again last night. The couple strangled to death, which scared the couple terribly, but when it alarmed others, the ghost disappeared again, leaving only black pinch marks on the necks of the couple. The old man said that the place where the ghost strangled is convenient It was black, and Zhang Youfu and his wife fainted from fright on the spot.

Today, neither Zhang Youfu nor his wife went out. It is said that Mrs. Youfu was so frightened that she lost her mind and talked nonsense.

The village head Zhang Youcai went to the mage again to drive out the ghosts.

"There is no such thing as a ghost in this world. If there really is a theory of gods and ghosts, how come so many bad guys have not been punished." Han Chulan doesn't believe in ghosts, and thinks that they are pretending to be ghosts to scare Mrs. Fu.

Sister-in-law Youfu is abominable. Being frightened twice like this is retribution. Let's see if she dares to be tyrannical in the future?

Mrs. Li glanced at Ye Qianze, who was drinking his porridge as if nothing had happened.

He only ate one bowl and put down his chopsticks.

Mrs. Li wanted to fill another bowl for him, but he refused, "Mom, I don't want it anymore."

Everyone looked at him.

A person who has a big appetite and can eat at least three bowls of porridge suddenly eats only one bowl. Everyone thinks he is abnormal and suspects that he is sick.

The two hands pressed against his forehead one after the other.

Mrs. Li visited, and Han Chulan visited again. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked at each other, and they didn't have a fever.

"Ze'er, are you feeling unwell?" Shi Li asked with concern.

"Qianze, grandma knows you have a big appetite, so she cooked some more porridge. There are still two bowls of porridge in the pot. I'll get you some. If you don't eat it, it will be wasted." Han Chulan said lightly. After saying a word, he went to pick up his bowl.

Ye Qianze looked at her, hesitating to speak, but when he heard that it would be wasted, he finally nodded and reluctantly finished the two bowls of porridge in the pot.

When they got back to the room and there were only the husband and wife, Han Chulan brought him a needle and asked him to sit in front of the oil lamp. She carefully picked out the blisters for him. Isn't it delicious?"

Ye Qianze blinked, she knew the reason why he didn't want to eat anymore after eating one bowl?
"Lan'er, I prefer to eat your cooking." Today's sweet potato porridge is made by Grandma Han.

Ye Qianze said, indirectly answering Han Chulan's question.

One glance at him, and you can tell that's what he's thinking.

Deliberately pricking him with a needle, he groaned in pain, "Lan'er, it hurts."

"You deserve it to death. You chop firewood every day, and you get blisters every day. You're so kind."

"I'm not in charge of the blisters. What can I do if it's about to pop out."

After the sound fell, Han Chulan stabbed him again.

Ye Qianze yelled again: "Lan'er, it hurts."

"Grandpa and grandma are getting old and can't help us much. The only thing they can do is make cooking easier. If they don't help with cooking, they will feel that they are just idlers in this house and they are burdening me. I can't feel at ease, so I let them cook for me. In fact, grandma's cooking is not bad."

Ye Qianze's expression changed, "Lan'er, I will never be like this again in the future."

Han Chulan smiled and touched his face, "You're so good."

Ye Qianze blushed, she treated him as a child... just treat him as a child, and she wanted to take advantage of him.

"If I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have known that a man's skin could be as smooth as an egg." Han Chulan touched Ye Qianze's handsome face as he spoke, the teasing in his eyes emerged, and Ye Qianzehong When she tried to imitate her touching her face with a frowning face, the needle in her hand pricked, picked up, and soaked the water on his palm, intentionally or unintentionally scraped his palm with the tip of the needle, causing him pain, He just yelled and forgot to take advantage of her.

Hee hee, Han Chulan was the only one who took advantage of him.

After picking out all the blisters in his palm, Han Chulan wiped his palm gently with a handkerchief, and said, "It will get better tomorrow."

"Tomorrow there will be new ones."

When Ye Qianze's voice fell, Han Chulan gave him a contemptuous look, and Ye Qianze smiled shyly.

Han Chulan didn't bother to care about this husband who sometimes acted like an idiot, she turned around and walked away with the needle in her hand.

Ye Qianze's eyes followed her delicate little figure, until she climbed onto the bed and fell asleep, he smiled lowly and turned his eyes back, took the book he often read, and carefully looked at it with the oil lamp. flipped through.

Han Chulan didn't know what book he was reading, and while he was away, she also read it, and there were many words she didn't know, so she didn't bother to study what book it was.

The Daxing Dynasty did not exist in ancient Chinese history, and Han Chulan felt that it was normal for her not to know the characters of this dynasty.

Secretly turned over and crawled on the bed, Han Chulan peeked at the handsome man sitting under the oil lamp and carefully flipping through the books, thinking that the relationship with Ye Qianze had gradually become harmonious, and even kissed her, her face was so sweet Quietly red, the previous indifference no longer reappeared in front of Ye Qianze.

(End of this chapter)