The Splendid Peasant Girl of Space

Chapter 64
It can be seen that Song Cuihua's feelings for her father are not very deep.

Shen Qingyan smiled and stopped talking, as long as you don't make her head up, it has nothing to do with you, she thought maliciously.

Originally, if Song Deping and his wife were good, even if I hadn't met them much before, it would be no problem to take them back to raise them. Anyway, it's not like she couldn't support them, but now according to Song Deping's temperament, if I really take them They go back home, and Bao Buqi will live the life in Shen's house again. This is not the life she imagined, and whoever loves it will live it.

"What's wrong with Qiaoer? Who messed with you?" Shen Qingyan turned her attention to Liu Qiaolan.

Song Cuihua looked at the chicken in her hand helplessly, "It's because I can't bear to part with this chicken that lays eggs..."

"It's not that I can't bear it, it's just that I don't want to eat the only egg that my grandparents can make up for." Liu Qiaolan said with her mouth curled up, "It's not that mother doesn't know that every time when eating eggs, grandparents always divide them An egg is not something you can eat every day..."

"Hush, be gentle, is it because your grandparents can't hear you?" Song Cuihua glanced at the back room and whispered.

"That's why, don't be sad, my chickens should be able to lay eggs in a while, Qiao'er, you can bring two of them here, so Grandpa Liu and Grandma Liu will have eggs again soon." Shen Qingyan said to Song Cuihua's family has always been very generous.

Shen Qingyan was getting some words out of Song Cui's mouth, when a boy with a rough voice yelled before entering the door, "Mother, I'm back, it smells so good, are you cooking chicken at home? Is it Qing..."

This is Liu Chunsheng's eldest son, Liu Daming, but the voice came in before he arrived.

Before he finished speaking, Song Cuihua hurriedly pulled him into the kitchen and stopped him, "Hush your voice, it was your grandparents who asked me to kill our old hen to entertain your grandparents. Don't talk nonsense..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Song Deping from the back room yelling, "Is my good grandson back? Why don't you come in, what are you doing in the kitchen where the girls are?"

"Mother, why is he here?" Liu Daming asked in a low voice. From the impatience on his face, it can be seen that this grandson doesn't like his grandfather.

"Oh, it's a long story, you go in and stay with them first." Song Cuihua sighed and pushed Liu Daming out of the kitchen.

Soon, words like "good grandson, good boy" came from the main room, and the love was beyond words, but the loved one didn't seem to appreciate it, and responded indifferently.

Soon the meal was ready, and Liu Qiaolan also felt better because Shen Qingyan promised to let her hold two hens in two days, and she helped carry the dishes into the main room together.

Song Deping looked at the delicious chicken on the table with satisfaction, and was about to move his chopsticks, when Song Cuihua's stomach growled. She went back to her mother's house without breakfast, and has been so busy that she hardly even drank any saliva.

But I didn't expect Ruolai Song Deping to roll his eyes, "You are so grown up, are you ashamed, what are you still doing here, and you don't go to the stove to fill your pig belly. Do you still want to make it and eat it with us?" , and take Qingyan and the two girls away by the way, it's an eyesore."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and smiled apologetically at old man Liu, "Let the in-laws see the joke, my ignorant daughter is like a child who can't grow up, whose daughter-in-law is going to the table to eat with her in-laws?" , It’s because of your generosity that you changed her house and drove her out long ago.”

"My in-laws are joking." No matter how good-tempered the old man Liu is, he couldn't sit still, and retorted, "My family is a small family, and there are not so many poor people. I think it's fun for a family to eat together. , whether it is a daughter or a daughter-in-law, once she enters my house, she is a member of my family."

The implication is that now that Song Cuihua has married into her own family and is a member of her own family, what should she do, don't listen to you as a guest, please put yourself in your place.

Mrs. Tian could hear the displeasure in Liu Laohan's tone, so she pulled her old man's sleeves and said with a dry smile: "My old man has such a temper, and he doesn't treat himself as an outsider. When Cuihua comes into your house, everything is of course Follow your rules."

"That can't be done. If those big families find out, it will be strange if they don't laugh their teeth out." Song Deping didn't know whether it was because he drank a few sips of wine, or because of his nature, he didn't realize that he was wrong in what he said. Still speaking in his own loud voice, he looked at Liu Daming and said, "Even if Ming boy is going to go to court in the future, let those classmates know that her mother is such a village woman who doesn't understand the rules, and they will laugh at him."

"Grandpa, you've drunk too much." Liu Daming took a deep breath. He is a filial person who does not allow others to say that his mother is not good in front of him, even his own grandfather. For the face of the elders, I can only say this, but the tone is not good.

At this moment, Song Cuihua had retreated into the kitchen with Shen Qingyan and the other sisters, but they also heard clearly what was said in the room.

"Auntie, has grandpa always been like this?" In fact, she really wanted to ask, what are you going to do with this big Buddha, but the other party is her grandpa, so she can't say that.

Alas, in the wicked old society, a word of filial piety can crush people to death.

Song Cuihua shook her head blankly, "There will definitely not be room for the family..." She hasn't gotten through with her mother-in-law yet.

Shen Qingyan thought for a while, but it was better not to open her mouth, so as not to burn herself, so she lowered her head to eat. Although it was rice, it was a little bit of polished rice in the middle of the brown rice, and it tasted so rough that it cut her throat.

"Mother, just now grandpa said that he wants to live in our house. Is this true?" Liu Daming hid a large piece of chicken and put them in Shen Qingyan's and Shen Qingyu's bowls respectively. I put the best chicken legs in my own bowl, and I didn’t care about my sister and me at all. If I didn’t hide a little bit, my grandparents might not even be able to eat the bones. Such a big chicken is not afraid to hold on.” Liu Daming complained.

Shen Qingyan put the chicken in her bowl into Song Cuihua's bowl, "Eat it, auntie, you have been tired for a long time, eat more to gain strength."

"No, Sister Qingyan, I left it for my mother. It's for you. After all, you are also a guest." Liu Daming scratched the back of his head and said, "It's already embarrassing to let you eat in the kitchen. And you usually As long as there is something delicious, I will never forget to send a copy to our family. Although my cousin doesn't study much, he can still tell the difference clearly."

(End of this chapter)