Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 33 Gossip
Even though Ge Shi was ignorant of the people in Zhuangzi and compared Jiang's family with his own, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart.

But after all, he lived many years longer than He Shuheng, and even in his own home, he spoke without leaking air, and there was no unhappy expression on his face, but he reprimanded He Shuheng.

"Heng'er, you are too young. Look at what you said. What kind of family is the Jiang family? They are very low-key in Pingdu. They are not ostentatious. It is mainly because they are newcomers. There are many things to do. Look at you. How did you speak?"

"Mother" He Shuheng murmured dissatisfiedly and called out to Ge Shi, but didn't speak any more.

The two aunts Xu and Song of He Shuheng's family were standing outside the door to eavesdrop. The two met each other and laughed at the same time. They are really used to pretending.

Because the Jiang family bought the land, most of the women in the village discussed the Jiang family's various speculations before and after tea and dinner. What the women envied the most was Mrs. Zhao's dewy face, who was also the mother of two children. , looks much younger than them.

Which woman does not love beauty, even Huang Xing, the big-mouthed woman who was put down by Jiang Wuyou last time, she is also envious and jealous in her heart, when she heard other people say to go to Jiang's house, she hurriedly ran to the front of the house went.

"Qing'e, let me go to Jiang's house to have a look. They bought land, and they will all belong to the same village in the future. Everyone should go to get acquainted with each other. Would you like to go?" Wang Shi, a woman who is familiar with Zhou, looked at it. He greeted her when he arrived.

Mrs. Zhou was holding a basin of wet clothes in her hand, so she said in a distant voice, "You all went to Jiang's house? I'll go later, I have to go back and put up the clothes."

"Is the lady of the Jiang family at home?" Huang knocked on the courtyard door vigorously and shouted, "Hurry up and open the door, we are here to drop by."

A woman pointed her finger at her and joked, "Huang Xinghua, you don't look like a drop-in, like a bandit who robs a house. If you don't know it, I'm afraid you'll come looking for it as an enemy."

Mrs. Zhao is preparing to say that now that the weather is warm, she will make two small clothes for her unborn child. When the weather turns cold, she will soon give birth, and it will be difficult for her to move around. There was a knock on the door outside, so Jiang Wen was asked to open the door.

"Yeah, Mrs. Jiang, why are you still sewing clothes? You can't use scissors with your belly up. It's unlucky, don't you know?"

As soon as Mrs. Huang entered the house, she said it was unlucky, and Mrs. Zhao was taken aback. Pingdu didn't have such sayings and rules, so she hurriedly packed the sewing basket.

Mrs. Wang glared at Huang Xing, and cursed, "You bitch, don't scare people, didn't you sew your child's clothes when he was a child?"

Then he turned his head and said to Mrs. Zhao, "Ms. Jiang's family, don't listen to her nonsense here, we poor people, whoever's family will get through this, the clothes the children wear are not all sewn by themselves, but they are straight. I have to work hard on the sewing and clothes of the whole family."

"Don't stand up, sit and talk." Mrs. Zhao pointed to the small stools that Jiang Wen brought back from the outside and asked them all to sit down.

Huang Shiteng immediately sat down the only chair that was vacated after Zhao got up, and the other people who watched felt a little embarrassed, so Zhao made a small bench like everyone else, but the bench was a little too short. Sitting down with my stomach upright felt a little uncomfortable.

"Huang Xinghua is only as big as your butt, and she can run fast to occupy a seat, so she can do it!" Another younger daughter-in-law Xu rolled her eyes and sneered. This Xu is also just pregnant, so naturally I can't see Huang's energy.

Carelessly, Mrs. Huang grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the tray brought by Mrs. Zhao, and began to nibble, refusing to keep her mouth idle, spewing out saliva for a meter.

"Xu Xiaomei, what are you talking about? My butt is so big. My man still loves my big butt. I don't look like you. My butt is small. It takes several years to give birth to a baby."

As soon as Mrs. Zhao put such explicit words into her ears, her face became dry. These women were really hungry when they spoke without hiding it. got used to.

"Huang Xinghuaer, what are you talking about? I have had a baby for several years. I am not like you, just like a hen that lays eggs. Just give birth, and see what is born, little It's really a shame to learn to steal at an early age."

Mrs. Huang's words immediately touched Mrs. Xu's heart. She was married to Fujiazhuang for several years before she became pregnant with her first child. In the past two years, she was very angry with her mother-in-law.

She finally got pregnant, and she was laughed at by Mrs. Huang, how could she bear such a tone.

"Okay, both of you restrain yourself, we are here to see Mrs. Jiang's family, not to find a place for you to quarrel!"

Among them, Mrs. Chen, who was the older generation, cursed at the two of them, and the two of them just rolled their eyes at each other and fell silent.

"I'm here, what did you say when you came first?" Zhou Qing'e asked loudly as soon as she stepped into the room. The room was a bit small, and it seemed a bit crowded with several people entering.

"I said to you, the yard is so wide, if you don't do it, if you insist on crowding into this room, what do you think, move the stools and go out to sit."

Mrs. Chen got up first, moved a small stool, and got under the shade of the tree, and said with a smile, "Qing'e come and sit, we haven't said anything here, we are waiting for you to come."

"Miss Jiang, I heard from your daughter that you are pregnant?" Mrs. Zhou recalled what Jiang Wen said when she was doing laundry that day, and asked casually, "How many months?"

Mrs. Zhao said with a little embarrassment, "It's been about three months." After speaking, she couldn't help but gently stroked her belly, with a cautious expression on her face, exuding the brilliance of motherhood.

"Hey, Mrs. Jiang, why haven't you seen your man?" Mrs. Huang stuffed a lot of melon seeds in her mouth and asked in an indistinct mumble. Although her voice was not clear, everyone could hear her clearly.

Zhao's expression froze for a moment, and many people saw it, but Zhao still took a deep breath, calmed down to the point where he could speak normally, and then slowly said, "The family is unfortunate, and the young man is so young. passed away".

These two words are not difficult. In these ten miles and eight villages, rich people will invite copper rings to see them off when they die. There are also specially invited gentlemen to read the eulogy. Doesn’t it mean that the man died early, everyone I thought so in my heart.

However, Mrs. Huang jumped out without knowing the situation, spat out the melon seeds she was holding in her mouth, and asked anxiously, "The man in your family died so early, why did he die?"

　Ask for a recommendation ticket. . . . . .

　　


(End of this chapter)