Fat lady's rebirth: The mountain Lihan takes the trick

Chapter 168

After Yuniang dyed the silk, she hung it on the rack and took it out to dry.

When she came back and sat next to her son-in-law, how could she say something!

He pulled Zhou Yi to shut his granddaughter, and the two were whispering.After talking about his mother-in-law, his face was angry, and Zhou Yi's face was shy.

After returning to sit down, Yu Niang said to him: "When the child wakes up, I will enlighten her. It will not work like this."

Zhou Yi called to stop: "You don't have to bother, I can wait." He was worried about educating his daughter, but his mother-in-law would be educated by her daughter.

The mother-in-law's face became serious, and she had to educate her: "When she wakes up, I will help you to enlighten her. It will be hard for you, so you can just watch me later!" The mother-in-law is very confident to handle her daughter.

Zhou Yi didn't say much, just smiled slightly at his mother-in-law, and thought to himself, his daughter-in-law has a sharp mouth, who will scold her next time!
The sisters had already woken up, Yang Qingping was taken aback, "Why are you sleeping here, where is Zhou Yi?" She looked around.

Yang Qinghe also got up and stretched, "He got up and left, but I've been sleeping here all this time."

Yang Qingping didn't ask too much, "Oh!" She got up, put on her clothes and shoes, and adjusted her appearance.

Also going downstairs, Yang Qinghe carried her back and forth, stuffing a bunch of dog skin plasters into her arms.

Yang Qingping was puzzled and asked: "Why did you give me these!"

Yang Qinghe pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed, rolled up her pants, and said, "Pluck my leg hair and stick these on my legs."

Seeing that Yang Qinghe's push really has a lot of hair, "You can pull it yourself!"

Yang Qinghe tore off a piece and pasted it on her leg, saying: "I can stick it myself, but I dare not tear it off, it hurts, so please tear it off later."

Yang Qingping listened and helped her to cover both legs.It can be torn apart, Yang Qinghe yelled "Ah..."

Yang Qingping stopped, "Why are you screaming! It's not you who tore me."

Yang Qinghe replied: "It was you who tore it, all from my legs, and it doesn't hurt anymore. Just tear it up."

When Yang Qinghe opened her mouth, she stopped being polite. She tore and yelled, and Yang Qingping also yelled.

This life quickly filled the courtyard, and others heard "Oh... ah... um..."

The uncle's family came to quarrel with Yuniang, "I said her second aunt! These two children are so loud when they come back, don't you go and discipline them."

Another female voice said: "I said you bitch, you are not good at educating children, which makes us feel uncomfortable. What kind of people really give birth to what kind of daughters, you bitch."

An old man said: "This is shameless, making a big noise in the morning, uneducated... and born without a mother."

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No matter how much the outside scolds, the inside just ignores it, and the "oh... ah... um" still doesn't stop.

The people below couldn't bear it, the sound of beating bamboo, beating gongs and drums.

Some beat the window with a bamboo pole, yelling: "Yang Qingping, you don't have to be ashamed of your hoof! Be more reserved, don't make such a loud noise, your mother is going to die, you bloody hoof."

When it was heard in their ears, Yang Qinghe got up angrily and wanted to beat him up.

Yang Qingping pulled back, and the wrong idea came again. There was a wooden basin in the room, and the two peed in it.

Throwing down a pile of dog skin plasters from the window, Yang Qingping fired at them: "Why are you beating and beating so early in the morning! Come and scold your mother, why don't you just pluck your leg hair? As for making a big fight, everyone has their own problems!" "

Yang Qinghe also stretched her head out of the window, but the people below shut up, and they were splashed with urine and had nothing to say.

The daughter scolded, Yuniang also opened the door, they poked their heads inside, Zhou Yi and his daughter were sitting below!
Panicked and annoyed, Yang Qingping didn't give up, and warned: "Whoever you dare to scold my mother, be careful of your front teeth, the golden water just now is delicious! If you dare to scold me, next time you splash it, it will be Mi Tiangong."

Turning their heads back and closing the window, the two of them laughed until they collapsed. Yang Qinghe admired her method of rectifying people. Sure enough, the person who was splashed with urine did not dare to argue.

After all, they were the ones who came here to scold their mothers and daughters, so they can wash their whole bodies when they go back.

They also went downstairs and sat down at the table. Yang Qingping saw that there was breakfast on the table, and lifted the lid of the jar to find porridge inside.

Opened another bun, it was meat.

Throwing the bag into the drawer, he poured out the porridge and drank it, making a creaking sound.

Seeing this, the mother hurriedly came to reprimand: "You only care about yourself. The child's father will wait for you for a long time. Give him a bowl. You must not make a sound when you eat. You are already a wife, and you can't learn a few principles."

She continued to squeak, and Yang Qinghe ate the buns without hesitation.

Mother's words are useless, go to the room and get a feather duster.

Zhou Yi said quietly, "A feather duster."

Staring round at him, he asked, "What are you talking about, a feather duster?"

He glanced at his mother-in-law, and Yang Qingping saw something in her mother's hand, and it exploded: "Feather duster." She is the most sensitive to feathers, so she can't touch them.

I ran away, and my mother caught up with me, and my mother chased and beat me all over the room. My mother chased and said, "You girl, today, mother will teach you well, and I will beat you..."

In her previous life, Yang Qingping practiced boxing, ran fast, and teased her mother, "Come on! You can't catch up..."

He made a face at his mother, turned around and shook his butt, but the mother was so angry that she chased after her, nagging: "Look at me chasing you, I'll have a good trial with you, damn girl."

After chasing and chasing, the mother was defeated, sat down at the table, and said out of breath, "Is this still my daughter? How did it become like this?"

Yang Qingping stuck her head out from the pillar, "I'm not your daughter, I'm a fake."

(End of this chapter)