Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 118

In the evening, when it was time for dinner, the four of them sat together and cooked four dishes, two meat ones and two vegetarian ones, which seemed much richer than usual.

Fu Yuan looked sullen, no different from usual, but his heart was not at peace.

He probably guessed that Aunt Jiang's family will move out tomorrow or two days later, anyway, it will definitely be moving out in the next few days.

That's right, Aunt Jiang's family is about to give birth to a baby. He heard from the elders in the clan that the birth of a baby cannot be done in another family, and it will easily bring bad luck to them.

That's why Jiang's aunt was in a hurry to build the house. Jiang's aunt was a kind person, and she didn't want to bring bad luck to her family.

In fact, Fu Yuan wanted to say that he really didn't care about whether it was bad luck or not, because he was often called bad luck in private, and lost his family star.

But he couldn't tell Aunt Jiang's family that he would not dislike him. Aunt Jiang's family would definitely not agree, and neither would the elders in the village.

Fu Yuan knew that he had to agree with what they said, even if he disagreed, it was useless.

Besides, there are already so many gossips in the village, and I can't provoke Aunt Jiang's right and wrong, and attract those bad words.

Fu Yuan knew those bad words. Country people are vulgar and ignorant, and what they say is even worse. They can pour out all kinds of nonsense and nonsense, only thinking about their own momentary pleasure.

Ever since I was the only one left in the family when I was a child, Fu Yuan hated those people, hated those who talk badly, and hated them talking bad about him behind his back.

But what can he hate? He tried it, and the more he refuted it, the more vigorously those people spoke, so he learned to keep silent. If he was silent and ignored them, they would be bored.

"Yuanzi, the bowl is bottomed out, ask Wen'er to add another bowl for you," Mrs. Zhao reminded Fu Yuan when he saw Fu Yuan's bottomed bowl.

With this reminder, Fu Yuan came back to his senses, where he just thought of, oh, he must have been thinking a little too far, he was so dazed that he didn't care about the food in the rice bowl.

"Auntie, I don't need Sister Wen'er, I'll go by myself, the stove is not far away, two steps away", Fu Yuan was a little shy and sad.

This meal is really delicious, and I can still eat it every day.When entering the kitchen, Fu Yuan accidentally bumped into the low door frame again.

This meal is delicious, and I have grown a bit taller. In the past, the door frame only touched my head a little bit, but today it was hard to touch. Fu Yuan rubbed his forehead, and it will grow a few more months, guessing. What is bad is not the forehead but the bridge of the nose.

Uh, thinking too far, Fu Yuan came out of the kitchen with a bowl of rice, a little annoyed.

In fact, he just likes to eat Jiang's food. He really just likes to eat Jiang's food. The food made by Wen'er is delicious.

In fact, Fu Yuan felt that he was reluctant to let the Jiang family move out, or he was somewhat reluctant to bear the Jiang family's aunt and Jiang's brothers and sisters.

In fact, Fu Yuan felt that he was not reluctant, but that Aunt Jiang was a nice person, just like, like his own mother, which was not right, he didn't remember her, but anyway, this feeling was very good.

Brother Wuyou and Sister Wen'er, they are here, the courtyard can be more lively, which is different from the excitement in other houses, just like the oil lamps in the main room at night, a bit dim.

(End of this chapter)