The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 228 Missing (2)

Before he could think about it, he had already stretched his hand through the window to touch it, but before he could touch something on the table, someone grabbed his wrist.

Only then did Widow Xiao Yang come to her senses, and looked up along the hand holding her wrist, and saw Du Xiaozhu looking at her with a half-smile.

How can I not be ashamed to be caught by someone who just touched me, but the embarrassment of Widow Xiao Yang is only fleeting.

He withdrew his hand fiercely, and said with an unhappy expression, "What's the matter? Brother and sister got this good thing, sister-in-law can't even touch it?"

Seeing her getting angry, Du Xiaozhu didn't care, and said with a smile all the time, "How can it be? My sister-in-law just picked vegetables and hasn't washed her hands yet. This light and thin fabric is too starched. If it's soaked in water, it won't be easy to cut." gone."

Widow Xiao Yang lowered her head and opened her palm, with the palm facing up, and saw that the layer of juice on her fingertips was dyed green, and there was a layer of black mud between her nails. Then she looked at the half piece of cloth lying quietly on the table. , she was also a little bit reluctant, it would be a pity if it got dirty.

It just made her feel even more pity that this thing was in Du Xiaozhu's house, not hers.

Looking at the gorgeous color, she hasn't worn such clothes for many years. Thinking that she has only changed a few coarse clothes, the gray color always makes her look older than she actually is. two years old.

She is only less than 20 years old, and she is in her prime, shouldn't she be wearing this bright color?

Heartbroken, Widow Xiao Yang took action immediately, her eyes lingering on the piece of silk yarn, her face also had a smile on her face, and she didn't feel embarrassed, she spoke like Du Xiaozhu begging for something.

"My brother and sister, this juan yarn is beautiful, and it is also breathable in summer. Why don't you cut me a few feet of clothes to wear!"

Du Xiaozhu was taken aback by her straightforward begging, why didn't she remember that the relationship between the two of them was so good that Widow Xiao Yang could ask her for something.

"Sister-in-law was joking, it's not that I'm stingy; it's just that sister-in-law is still paying tribute to elder brother. I'm afraid such bright colors are not very suitable."

Du Xiaozhu looked at the rose-red thin silk on the case, and a sneer flashed in his eyes.

Where does she have the confidence that she will give it if she wants it.

Could it be that after several confrontations, she still can't figure out her temper?

At some point, Widow Yang stood by the kitchen door and listened to the two daughters-in-law's words. She was very displeased with the young Widow Yang who wanted to wear red and green.

This is less than three years?Is she so unwilling to be filial to her son?
Du Xiaozhu couldn't see Widow Yang at the door of the kitchen in the room, but when the little Widow Yang in the yard looked up and saw her mother-in-law looking at her like a black-faced god, her heart tightened, and she scolded Du Xiaozhu even more. Half dead.

What the mother-in-law taboos the most is the matter of her dead ghost husband-in-law. Back then, she would rather divide half of the court payment to her natal family, and promised to marry herself and Erlang in the future, but also to stay at home for the husband-in-law to keep her filial piety. year.

Now if she misunderstands that she doesn't want to be filial to her husband, or even has other ideas, then she has to know how to toss herself.

Little Widow Yang didn't dare to look at her mother-in-law for a second time, she bit her head and yelled at Du Xiaozhu, "When did I say I'm going to wear it myself?"

Widow Xiao Yang thought about her mother-in-law in her heart, but she still didn't want to let this matter go easily. Anyway, if this happened, it would be strange if her mother-in-law could still see her there. Bamboo should bleed a little.

(End of this chapter)