Tuan Chong Fu Bao's 70s

Chapter 33 The First Meal
Zheng Zhaodi was stunned, "Who are you talking about eating shit? You mean I'm worse than a dog?"

Wang Guiying smiled contemptuously, "I didn't say that, you said it yourself."

Zheng Zhaodi: "But that's what you think in your heart."

Wang Guiying: "Could it be that you are the maggot in my stomach, you know everything I think?"

Zheng Zhaodi threw the bamboo stick, "Wang Guiying, are you looking for trouble? Are you trying to fight?"

Wang Guiying threw down the pickles in her hand, "What? I have been displeased with you recently. If you were my natal sister, I would have dealt with you long ago."

"You still want to punish me?" Zheng Zhaodi pointed at Wang Guiying's nose, "What are you, you want to punish me? Let's see who punishes whom!"

Before she finished speaking, Zheng Zhaodi grabbed Wang Guiying's hair.

Wang Guiying cursed, "Damn old bitches."

Waving his hands in the air, he grabbed Zheng Zhaodi's neckline.

The two are not giving in to each other, a typical stupid fight, if you scratch my hair, I will grab your hair, if you scratch my face, I will kick your leg.

You come and go, and you are still cursing for a long time.

Zhang Xiuxiang was in a hurry to fight, but was kicked away by Zheng Zhaodi.

He fell on the stove and didn't get up for a long time.

When Zheng Zhaodi kicked Zhang Xiuxiang, Wang Guiying seized the opportunity and suppressed Zheng Zhaodi.

Li Hongxiu, who originally wanted to call his mother to fight, saw that Zheng Zhaodi was at a disadvantage, so he leisurely pulled up the bellows.

The fire is getting hotter and hotter.

The narrow kitchen was steaming.

Zheng Zhaodi's hair was grabbed by Wang Guiying, and her feet were also trampled by Wang Guiying. She yelled and cursed, "Wang Guiying, you are a bitch, you want to torture me to death, I will die."

Wang Guiying asked with a smile, "Boss Jiang is a dog, so what is the second brother Jiang? Aren't you also a dog?"

Zheng Zhaodi yelled a few times, "Killed, Wang Guiying killed—"

Hearing this, Wang Guiying slapped her on the mouth a few times.

Now it's a big deal.

Zheng Zhaodi sat down on the ground, and howled loudly, "You don't slap people in the face when you hit someone, and you don't expose your faults when you swear. You slap me in the face, aren't you forcing me to commit suicide? I'm dead, I'm dead—I Why is life so hard? Finding a man is a wimp, he is excluded everywhere, and he is not liked everywhere. Now even my sister-in-law beats me at every turn. God, open your eyes and strike these wolf-hearted people to death. Yo hey-"

Howling and howling, Mrs. Jiang appeared at the door of the kitchen with the two children in her arms.

With a gloomy face, he looked at Zheng Zhaodi who was rolling all over the floor.

She was already in a slump today, and finally the depression coaxed by Nuan Bao subsided a little, and now Zheng Zhaodi hit the gunpoint again.

She said coldly, "If you like rolling so much, I'll send you to play in the shithole."

Zheng Zhaodi hurriedly got up, "Mother, look at my sister-in-law beating me, look at my scalp is going bald, do you think this is something my sister-in-law can do?"

The wicked report first.

Mrs. Jiang has always known her temper, "Oh? Why did she suddenly hit you? Did you mess up again?"

Zheng Zhaodi: "I...I..."

The matter here has not yet come out. Ding Mao, Nuan Bao with big and bright eyes was the first to see Jiang Laosi and the others, "Grandma, dad is back!"

Mrs. Jiang quickly forgot about Zheng Zhaodi.

Turning around, he took the two children to meet him.

Zheng Zhaodi also went out to watch.

Wang Guiying gritted her teeth resentfully, "She has everything, this bitch is absolutely amazing."

Zhou Xiangxiang had already woken up on the road, nestled timidly in Boss Jiang's arms, tightly clutching Boss Jiang's neckline with her little hands, like a frightened deer.

Qin Xiyan came into Jiang's courtyard and took a look.

Same layout as three years ago.

The difference is that his legs are crippled, and his parents are no longer with him...

He closed his eyes.

Mrs. Jiang smiled kindly, "Xiangxiang, do you still remember grandma?"

Zhou Xiangxiang nodded, and called out in a low voice, "Grandma."

"Yeah—" Zheng Zhaodi startled the children in a fuss, "Why is there another child, whose family is this?"

Fourth Jiang explained, "Didn't my brother-in-law say before that there is an old man's child at home? It's Xiyan."

Zheng Zhaodi blinked her eyes, "Then... what do you mean now? It means that we not only want to help his aunt and uncle raise their children, but also help outsiders raise their children?"

It was said that Qin Xiyan's eyes, which had no light at all, became even more helpless and dim. He lowered his head firmly and stared at his legs, making the people who watched feel sour.

Mrs. Jiang suddenly reprimanded Zheng Zhaodi, "If you can't speak, just sew your mouth up. Boss and fourth, you take the children to the main room first, and dinner will be fine later."

Nuan Bao also followed them into the house.

Is that kid a little brother?
Stamping and staring, she ran back and forth on her short legs, hugged the teapot with her big belly, and poured two glasses of water with difficulty.

"Sister drinks water, I am sister Nuanbao."

"Brother drinks water, I'm sister Nuanbao."

Qin Xiyan raised his head and looked at Nuan Bao. He remembered this little girl. After returning home, his mother kept saying that she wanted to have such a daughter.

She has grown up.

No longer a baby in a swaddle, she can walk, jump, and pour water.

"elder brother?"

Nuan Bao's little hands were sore, "Drink water."

Qin Xiyan took the teacup, took a small sip, moistened his throat, and said in a cold and indifferent voice, "Thank you."

Suddenly, the little girl blushed and shook her head, "Brother, you're welcome."

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in the kitchen

Zheng Zhaodi said exaggeratedly, "You don't know that child, he might eat it just by looking at it, and he is still disabled, unable to do any work. People say that a half-old son eats his father to death, and the family raises such a person for no reason. Are we picking food out of our mouths to feed him? Tell me what this is called!"

After she finished speaking, she expected the three of them to stand by her side, but she didn't expect that no one paid attention to her.

She waved her hand embarrassingly, "Anyway, our family has too many children, so we can't live there anymore. Which one of you has fewer children? Let's figure it out. Maybe we will put both children in your house. Let's forget about Xiangxiang. How can we say yes?" Relatives, but a half-grown boy sleeps on our kang, what is this?"

When she said this, she kept staring at Li Hongxiu secretly from the corner of her eye.

Li Hongxiu pulled the bellows freely, as if he hadn't listened to her from the beginning.

Zheng Zhaodi cut and threw a sentence, "Why are you pretending to be noble."

Turn away.

It's just getting dark, and it's time for dinner.

Mrs. Jiang hugged Xiangxiang. The child might have been frightened, but he was still as timid as a little mouse.

Nuan Bao wanted to talk to her, but she kept hiding.

Li Hongxiu came in with a grate of sweet potato fries and distributed them to each of the little bean dings.

Qin Xiyan was also given one.

Qin Xiyan didn't raise his head, "Thank you."

Li Hongxiu smiled slightly, "You're welcome."

After distributing the Wowotou, Li Hongxiu gave each child a small Hui Hui vegetable dumpling and a stick of pickled vegetable.

(End of this chapter)