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Chapter 423 I Listen to Grandma

"Father, mother, who do you think is back?"

Aunt Wang's voice suddenly sounded outside, which startled the elders in the house. The elders felt guilty and thought she had brought villagers along. After cursing, Mrs. Wang quickly ran back to the room and lay on the bed, yelling.

Old man Wang was squatting in the main room smoking a cigarette, his face was full of sadness, hidden in the smoke, and those who didn't know thought something serious happened at home!
"Grandpa, I'm back."

Wang Ting turned a blind eye to old man Wang's little tricks, and smiled and shouted forward.

Old man Wang drooped his eyelids, and without even lifting his head, he nodded heavily.

It's a pity that Aunt Wang didn't cooperate.

"Father, you're the only one at home, what about my mother? It's so sunny, and you still go for a walk in the village, you're not afraid of heatstroke!"

Old man Wang stood up, looked at Aunt Wang with indescribable eyes, scolded her for being unfilial, and turned his elbows outward.

Old man Wang didn't dare to say that the old lady was ill. If others didn't know the situation, the family members and you didn't know, so he just lied to the villagers that it was okay.

"Your mother is not feeling well these two days, lying in the house..."

Before Old Man Wang finished speaking, Aunt Wang interrupted him, "Why is my mother not feeling well? She was fine yesterday, did you catch a cold last night?"

Old man Wang's hands trembled in anger, he tried his best not to get angry, and said expressionlessly, "How is the rice harvesting at home?"

"The rice in my family ripens a few days later than other people's. The rice ripens earlier, and I started cutting yesterday." Aunt Wang was very happy that Dad cared about her family's harvest.

"Nowadays the busy farming is busy, and every household is too busy. Your family has a lot of fields and few laborers. Once you leave, there will be even fewer people. The boss works in the county, and his job can't leave. The third child is in the city and returns all year round. If you don't come once, don't say you came back to help you snatch Shuangqiao, if Dongzi and your brother-in-law are still there..."

Wang Ting didn't want to listen to it, and the old man said inside and outside that his parents were not filial, white-eyed, and he didn't even care about his parents.

Aunt Wang was not willing to listen, and said with a calm face, "Don't tell me about those three white wolves. The third child was almost ruined by them. If you don't want me to come back, I won't come back in the future. I have been farming for decades. , I haven't seen your youngest son and brother-in-law help, so don't say this, it will make people laugh out loud."

Stretching her neck, she shouted into the house: "Mother, there is no outsider in the house, so don't pretend to be. I lie on the bed every day, and the good people are also lying down. Come out to get some air."

After shouting, he went to the stove house with two sacks, came out and cleaned up Wang Ting's room, then led Wang Ting around and told her where to put the firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Old man Wang squatted in the main room, watching the two of them toss. Old Mrs. Wang was exposed by her eldest daughter as sick, but she still didn't come out, listening to the movement outside with pointed ears.

I have told Wang Ting everything that needs to be said. Aunt Wang cleaned up the house, washed the clothes for the elders, and then led Wang Ting to the vegetable field.

There are all kinds of vegetables in the vegetable field, and they are grown by Aunt Wang and Uncle Wang.In the future, the vegetables at home will be picked from the vegetable field, and there is no need to buy them outside.

Before Aunt Wang left, she secretly stuffed tens of dollars into Wang Ting, but Wang Ting didn't want it, so Aunt Wang said it was to buy vegetables for the second elder.

The house was very quiet without Aunt Wang's nagging, the grandfather and grandson were not much better than strangers, and Wang Ting was not a talkative person, so she sat for a while and went back to her room.

Dabai told Wang Ting that he didn't like it here.

"I don't like it either. There's nothing I can do! Who told my dad to be such a parent? If I don't come, my mother will come. With my mother's body, how can I bear this crime! Just be considerate and considerate of me." Okay? Brother Dabai is the best, he likes me the most, and he has suffered a lot for me."

Wang Ting is shameless, hugging Dabai and acting like a baby.The arrogant Dabai twisted his neck awkwardly, hesitated, and agreed.

"Did you see the pond in front of the road? If you are bored, go out and take a bath. By the way, I heard from my dad that there is a stream in the back mountain. The water is clear and there are many fish. Go and see it. Is it as good as my dad said?"

Huyou left Dabai, Wang Ting sorted out the presents for the two elders, and presented them to them.

Old man Wang was no longer in the main room, and Wang Ting went directly to old man Wang's room with her things. The old couple were muttering for some reason, but they stopped talking when they saw her come in.

Mrs. Wang also snorted.

"Are you willing to come? It took three days of phone calls to come back. I don't want to come back. Don't come back. The old lady is really sick and waiting for you to come. There is only a handful of bones left. I have never seen a granddaughter like you. Look at my grandpa. Grandma, you have to ask three times and four times, even bigger than your ancestors."

Wang Ting laughed, thinking that Mrs. Wang was farting, and put her things on the bedside table. "Grandpa and grandma each wear two clothes. They are made of pure cotton and are comfortable to wear. Canned malt essence milk and brown sugar are for grandpa and grandma to make up their bodies." .”

Mrs. Wang immediately flipped through the things, picking peaches left and right, her eyes full of thorns.

"What kind of clothes are these? Choose the worst fabrics! Is your mother willing to give me good fabrics? If your mother is willing, she will give money, and I will go to the department store to buy them myself."

"If grandma thinks it's not good, you don't have to. I'll take it back and wear it for my grandma. My grandma hasn't worn such good clothes yet." Wang Ting said blankly, she was not used to Mrs. Wang's bad temper.

As soon as she heard that she was going to take it away, Mrs. Wang swept everything into her bosom, "My son bought it for me, and no one can take it away. If your grandma wants to eat, let her son buy it."

"Grandma, you are still sick. You can't eat some things indiscriminately, and you will cause serious problems. You'd better go to the hospital tomorrow and ask if canned milk powder with malt essence can be eaten? If you can't eat it, these good things will be wasted at home for a long time It’s a pity that it’s broken after the expiration date.”

"A few days ago, I lost a lot of weight during the senior high school entrance examination, and I was about to make up for it. Grandma, let me help you eat those cans of malt essence milk powder! When you are healthy and ready to eat, I will ask my dad to buy them for you."

Mrs. Wang "bah" her, believing her nonsense.

"I'm fine. I'm not sick or sick. I can eat everything. You are a money-loser with a very vicious heart. Curse me as soon as you come. You are the one who cursed your uncle and your two uncles. Broom star, bah!"

Old Mrs. Wang is an out-and-out country shrew, a country shrew, some of them are reasonable and understand numbers, and of course they can scold them no matter how unpleasant they are.

Even if Wang Ting is her granddaughter.

"You came here to serve me and your grandfather. Take these two quilts to wash, and they are almost moldy. The chickens, ducks, and pigs have not been fed at home. There is no pigweed at home to cut, and the betel is in the yard. inside."

Wang Ting gritted her teeth, and then smiled, "I only have one pair of hands, and I have to do things one by one. I listened to grandma, who said to do that first, and I will do that. By the way, grandparents, have you eaten yet? If Didn’t eat, should I cook for you first, or go out and cut pigweed to feed the pigs?”

(End of this chapter)