Tuan Chong Fu Bao's 70s

Chapter 8 Skimping Eggs
"Oh, mother, stop beating—"

"Mother, the chickens really died just now, why... why did they suddenly come back to life?"

"Mom, I was wrong, whoops—"

Zheng Zhaodi howled like a pig being killed, resounding in the whole yard.

Mrs. Jiang threw away the broom, panting from exhaustion, and sat on a pile of firewood to rest.

After all, I'm getting older, I've run all the way, I've been worried all the way, and I've been distressed all the way, so I really don't have any energy.

Zheng Zhaodi also felt wronged.

Sitting aside, not saying a word.

Mrs. Jiang gave Zheng Zhaodi a slanted glance, "Damn it, when will you stop being a demon?"

People usually have one thing in common:

can't stop.

It's okay to finish it in one go, but once you rest, it's hard to pick it up again.

Mrs. Jiang is like this.

The shoes were wet, the trousers were also wet, the snow was falling heavily, the eyes were tired, the legs were weak, and I couldn't even stand up.

Zheng Zhaodi was still bitterly trying to excuse herself, "I didn't pick up the eggs this morning, so I felt bad. When Dahua was feeding the chickens, all of them rolled their eyes."

Didn't pick up the eggs?

Mrs. Jiang grasped the point.

Her drooping face was even uglier, "Did you pick up any eggs? Not a single one?"

Zheng Zhaodi snorted, "Don't talk about eggs, there are no eggshells."

Mrs. Jiang stood up.

Going into the chicken coop, I knelt down beside the chicken coop made of broken bricks and old tiles, and stuck my fingers into the dark chicken coop for a long while.

Take out an egg.

Another egg came out...

In the end, a total of six eggs, four chickens, and six eggs were found. In the era of food shortage, it was really remarkable.

Mrs. Jiang looked at Zheng Zhaodi with a tigerish face.

The lesson said, "You secretly hide and go to deliver things to your natal family on weekdays. I will turn a blind eye and close one eye. I don't have the same knowledge as you, but you lied today. This is a matter of principle and morality! The second child Family, once again, you can go directly to your mother's house."

Zheng Zhaodi trembled heavily.

It's great to go back to my mother's house.

It's okay to beat and scold, it's still a family behind closed doors.

But if I go back to my mother's house, wouldn't it mean that my in-laws don't want her?

Where is her face?

Ten miles and eight towns will soon know that the second daughter-in-law of Lao Jiang's family in Mingyue Village, Qingfeng Town has been divorced and returned home. Can she still live?
And what about her leftover dog eggs?
Without the protection of my mother, I might be bullied.

She must not be sent back to her natal family.

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhaodi burst into tears, "Mom, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it again, don't send me back to my mother's house, just look at me, don't be angry with me. "

In fact, Mrs. Jiang just said that.

It's not easy to fool a family these days.

Mrs. Jiang sighed, "Okay, stop howling, you'll be noon in the blink of an eye, hurry up and cook."

At this moment, Zheng Zhaodi's second son, Goudan, ran in from outside excitedly.

At a glance, I saw a few eggs in Mrs. Jiang's hand.

In an instant, I was so happy that I went around in circles.

"Grandma, can we eat eggs again at noon today?"

"Again?" Mrs. Jiang sneered in her heart, and pulled Goudan over, "My dear son, Grandma asked you if something is alright?"

"Mother—" Zheng Zhaodi hurriedly interrupted her, "Uh... that dog's body is dirty, shall I take him to the room to change clothes?"

The anxious look on his face showed a guilty conscience.

Mrs. Jiang felt suffocated, "God, I ask you, how many eggs did you eat this morning?"

Zheng Zhaodi coughed hard.

Goudan didn't understand, so he asked, "Mom, did you catch a cold?"

Zheng Zhaodi: ...

A mouthful of old blood was almost spurted out.

Goudan said happily to Mrs. Jiang, "I ate an egg yolk, and mother said that I will eat it when you all go to work."

Mrs. Jiang gave Zheng Zhaodi a hard look.

Zheng Zhaodi's legs were weak.

What a fool.

If she had known this earlier, she might as well have eaten it herself!

Mrs. Jiang touched Goudan's head and said, "Goudan is an honest child, be good, and I will give you eggs in the evening."

Goudan waved his arms high, "The milk is so good!"

Mrs. Jiang patted his little butt, "Go and play."

After Goudan left, Mrs. Jiang got up and went to the kitchen.

Zheng Zhaodi hurriedly followed, "Mother, listen to me, I'm afraid that the old four's food is too much, too nutritious, too much milk, and the girls can't drink it, isn't it a waste?"

Mrs. Jiang suddenly turned around.

The sharp gaze made Zheng Zhaodi tremble all over.

Mrs. Jiang said word by word, "I think back when you were in confinement, you had a bowl of eggs in brown sugar water and white flour pancakes a day. Now the conditions are poor, there is no white flour, no brown sugar, and the old four eat whole eggs. What's the matter? You are all daughters-in-law of the Jiang family, why can't the fourth daughter-in-law eat what you eat? Are you more delicate than others?"

Zheng Zhaodi's old face was flushed with embarrassment, and she muttered, "Didn't I miss the old four's drink of malted milk, which has more nutrition than white flour buns..."

Malted milk, malted milk, or malted milk.

Mrs. Jiang sneered in her heart and had an idea.

She turned around and cooked egg noodles for Li Hongxiu herself.

Zheng Zhaodi stood alone for a long time, but Mrs. Jiang ignored her, and she didn't find it boring, and left the kitchen with her temper.

When Li Hongxiu was not married, the elder sister-in-law was careless and careless, Zhang Xiuxiang was submissive and had no idea, she was eloquent and lovable, her mother-in-law liked her the most.

But since Li Hongxiu got married, everything changed.

Didn't he just come from the capital? Didn't he just read a few books? What's the big deal?
Wouldn't it be better to marry into the valley of Mingyue Village and become a sister-in-law with yourself?

And she doesn't have a son yet!
Zheng Zhaodi really couldn't figure out why everyone in the family favored Li Hongxiu.

Even the wealthy people from other places only gave the little girl a piece of silver bracelet, not the big flower.

Why?
They are all from Lao Jiang's family, so why let the house take over all the benefits?

She felt that Li Hongxiu was her nemesis, and that little girl's film was her nemesis.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, she spat into the main room.

Pick up the tub and go out to do the laundry.

As soon as I went out, I stepped on a bubble of cow dung.

Still rare.

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in the main room

Mrs. Jiang went in with egg noodles, "Are you hungry enough?"

She had just seen that there was almost no shortage of sweet potato noodles in the kitchen, so she knew that the second family had made more for the fourth family in the morning.

damned!
Li Hongxiu shook his head softly, "Not hungry."

Nuan Bao: "Ahhh—"

Mrs. Jiang put down the bowl and walked to the kang, "Your little girl is crying for you, eat quickly."

Li Hongxiu smiled, "Thank you, mother."

After eating the noodles, Li Hongxiu pushed the bowl over, "Mom, I can't eat any more. If you don't mind it, eat it while it's hot. If you don't mind it, leave it to the fourth brother."

Mrs. Jiang rolled her eyes and saw that there were two eggs left.

(End of this chapter)