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Chapter 19 Dare to Look Down on My Daughter

The door of the west room was not closed, and the weak flame was overwhelmed by the night wind and was suppressed, but it held up firmly.

Mrs. Zhao sat motionless by the bed, her thin figure reflected on the bumpy dirt wall, flickering, swaying restlessly.

Occasionally, the wick "snapped", illuminating the room completely, and then she came back to her senses, and slowly looked at the basket of sweet apricots by the door.

Or finally couldn't help it anymore, Zhao covered her mouth, and burst out laughing with a "puchi", "Oh my mother, it's killing me, hehehe..."

Jia Shouwang was lying on the bed in a panic, with disheveled hair, muddy body, one leg resting on the quilt, and his ankle was swollen.

Gang Erkui wiped the medicinal wine on him, his ankles were shiny, and he was even more aggrieved seeing his mother-in-law's schadenfreude.

Ziqing came into the house with a pot of hot water, looking at the scene, feeling a little helpless, "Mother, don't laugh, look at Dad."

"Why don't I laugh, you said that your father stepped on a rotten apricot, sprained his foot, fell down a slope and hit his leg, and even yelled for you to pick up the apricot... Oh, I still don't forget when it's so late That stutterer, look at his leg, it's as swollen as a pig's trotter, it can satisfy his hunger..."

Jia Shouwang's old face was dark and ugly, and he said angrily, "You damn old woman, it's because you said you wanted to eat apricots, I went up the mountain and sprained my leg, shouldn't you get some? I can't let Lao Tzu fall in vain!"

Zhao Shi had had enough laughing, panted, and cursed at Jia Shouwang again.

"You old man, it's over now! Tell me how old you are, are you still a strong boy of seventeen or eighteen? You know that Er Kui and Lao Guo carried you in just now, and I almost recited it. Get mad at me... you old man, if something happens to you, you, what do you want me and my daughter to do..."

After laughing and cursing, Mrs. Zhao cried and lay on top of her man again.

Jia Shouwang lost his temper after looking at it, and said, "Mother, what are you doing, I, I, I'm wrong, it's okay, get up quickly, girl Qing is still here."

"It's not someone else's girl, what are you afraid of!"

As Zhao said, did she sit up? She wiped her tears with her sleeves and sniffed, "Girl, Erkui and the others have gone back?"

"Well, the second cousin and the second cousin sister-in-law have been tossing around for most of the night. The second cousin just came back. The second cousin helped me send the big doctor out, saying that tomorrow I will go to the town to grab some medicines to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. Medicine, let dad lie down more, and he will be able to raise his ankle bones."

Ziqing wrung the cloth from the basin and handed it over. She wanted her father to wash it first, so she had to give it to her mother.

Mrs. Zhao wiped her face with a damp cloth, glared at Jia Shouwang and complained again, "What an old man, if Lao Guo hadn't gone up the mountain today and heard our daughter's voice looking for him, I think you have to stay here right now." Lying on the mountain, tomorrow I see Er Kui Fang town scoop up three catties of meat and send it to him!"

"Three, three catties! This, this is too much." Jia Shouwang felt sorry for Yinzi, although it was thanks to the old Guotou, or the daughter could not recognize the way when she went up the mountain for the first time, so she came down to ask for help, but this Three catties of meat, a lot of money!

Mrs. Zhao ignored him, put the cloth towel in her hand to Ziqing, turned around and walked towards the big wooden box in the corner.

Ziqing didn't say anything, just put the wet cloth into the hot water, rubbed it silently, wrung it dry and handed it to Jia Shouwang, "Father, wipe your face."

Jia Shouwang casually wiped his face with a cloth towel, and realized that his daughter didn't talk very much tonight, so he asked her a question.

Ziqing sat next to her father, drooping face, and said sullenly that she was all to blame for what happened today, if father hadn't picked apricots for her, this mess would not have happened.

Looking at his daughter's guilty little face, Jia Shouwang felt even more distressed. He stood up and said angrily, if it's to blame for this matter today, it's the old woman who is to blame. If it wasn't for her, he would have taken her to the mountain!
Jia Shouwang scolded and talked at the same time, Ziqing heard the general idea, it seems that earlier, her father went to find Lao Matou, and Mrs. Thomas found a husband's house for herself.

In fact, she didn't know until now that Mrs. Ma was a matchmaker in Yugou Village in the early years, and she switched to selling wine later.

At noon today, Mrs. Ma came over because of this matter, as if she wanted to tell her natal cousin.

Zhao didn't want to say it at first, but when he heard his old man speak up, he couldn't help complaining too.

"Fortunately, that old lady Ma used to pull the red rope for my son in the early years. The real mother went back more and more. Look at what she said in the afternoon. Bring her nephew over to meet our daughter first. You said that's the way to do it." What is it called!"

Ziqing understood everything now, that's why she was sent away so that the mother-in-law, er, no, so that her old mother could have a look first.

But it's not a big deal, she just stays in the house and can't come out, as for hiding.

Jia Shouwang didn't answer, but just stared at the one tael of silver in Mrs. Zhao's hand in a daze.

Seeing that Jia Shouwang was speechless, Mrs. Zhao wondered why he was not feeling well, whether his legs hurt again.

Ziqing hurriedly said to bring her quilt over so that her father could make it softer.

Jia Shouwang told the mother-in-law, aunt and daughter to sit down, telling them to stop busy.

He just wanted to have a better life recently, and this incident happened to him again, the business couldn't be done, and he didn't have a job again.

In two days, the stall in the town will have to pay the rent again, and the family will also be selling rice and noodles, but right now we have to pay for the medicine, the goddamn begs for money everywhere, and I feel stuck thinking about it.

Mrs. Zhao originally wanted to say why he didn't think so when he was drinking a few days ago, but when he saw his ankle bone, he swallowed it back.

To put it bluntly, let him worry less, don't they still save money, at worst, just take it out and use it.

Jia Shouwang shook his head and muttered to himself, "How can the money move? It's our daughter's dowry. If the dowry is less, the in-laws will laugh."

Ziqing only felt that his nose was sour and his throat was very congested. With this faint oily glow, the family of three could not speak again.

After a while, Jia Shouwang sighed, pursed his lips, and asked Ziqing to call Jia Erkui.

Mrs. Zhao stared at her man, "Father, what are you going to do this late at night!"

"What a moth, I asked Er Kui Ming'er to rent a car for me, so I can sell the stall."

"Oh, just stop for a while, what's wrong with you like this!"

"Why can't I get out of the stall, those two cripples in the town..."

"Er Lame lives in the town and you live in the town too. He can set up a stall as soon as he goes out. Compare yourself to him!"

Jia Shouwang was defeated, his face sullen and silent, and Mrs. Zhao said something to him again.

"Old man, this injury is still going on for a hundred days. Your sprained ankle will have to be raised for a month or two. You can just stay at home and don't go anywhere else!"

Ziqing looked at the two elders and said, "Father, mother loves you too, so you can just leave it at home and raise it. I will accompany mother to the stall tomorrow..."

"No, it's even worse if you go!"

Zhao Shi and Ziqing looked at each other, "Her father, wouldn't it be nice for my daughter to go, why not? Didn't my daughter teach you the pancakes a while ago?"

Jia Shouwang patted the bed board, "I say it won't work, those little bastards in the town are not good people, Qing girl is going, they should move our girl's idea!"

Ziqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Father, I'm going to drive a stall instead of my husband's house. Seeing how angry you are, besides, people might not just like your daughter."

Jia Shouwang glared, "Those little bastards, how dare you look down on my daughter!"

Ziqing was completely speechless, looking at her mother, Zhao shook her head, "Girl, you can't tell your father clearly, your father can't straighten eight cows when you twist it!"

Jia Shouwang also wanted to say, let Mrs. Zhao put her back on the bed, it's getting late, the big thing is to wake up...

(End of this chapter)