Farmer Wife's Little Sweet

"Guizhen, what are you talking about? Tiantian is your niece daughter. How can you say that about her

Finally, after watching and listening to Lin Guihai for a long time, he couldn't help it.

"And mom, how can you recognize your son? But how can you treat Tiantian like this? She is your granddaughter!"

"What do you mean, second? Are you accusing me? OK, for the sake of such a bereaved star, you are short of virtue for me and your sister! "

Mrs. Lin has always said nothing in front of her second son. How can she just do this when she is criticized like this by him today?

"Mom, Tian Tian is your granddaughter, not a widower."

For the first time, Lin Guihai argued for Lin Sitian in front of Mrs. Lin.

"I don't have such a granddaughter!"

"Do you want my son?"

Lin Guihai and his daughter finally realized what they had brought to them.

"Second, are you threatening me? I really regret that I didn't strangle you and let you talk back to me for such a thing

"What's your family like these years because of that thing?"

Old Mrs. Lin took out her old method again.

"Mom, why do you tell him so much? His heart is already black

"Let's go!"

To is Lin Xiaogu, found that the neighbors have come out, a lot of people in that whisper.

The last time they came to make trouble, not only her elder brother was not happy with her, but also her husband said that she did not want to face her second brother's family, but they were people of high status. It was not good for them to make such a scene.

What's more, this time it's involved in the family of director Zhou, and sister Lin can't entangle her any more.

Lin Xiaogu quickly pulled the old lady Lin who was still swearing and left.

"Sweetie, it's dad who has wronged you!"

Lin Guihai didn't do anything to his mother.

"It's all right. Is it difficult? I really want their apology?"

Lin Sitian laughed at himself.

Lin Guihai + Yang Xiaolan:

"Dad, we can't be like before in the future. It's because we are good tempered that they have to bully us!"

"It doesn't matter how to bully us, but now Hong Hong Hong can block our door and scold Tiantian. Do we have to bear it as a parent?"

Turning around, Lin Sitian takes the book that Zhou Yuze brought directly to the room. Yang Xiaolan said to Lin Guihai with a gloomy face.

Just now, Lin Sitian's words are really in one word, which makes Yang Xiaolan enlighten.

"You didn't see how bad Feng Hong scolded us Tiantian! I've had enough of this all these years. If you're like before, we'll get divorced and our two children will follow me! "

Yang Xiaolan is more and more angry.

"What are you talking about? How old are you? What can I do without divorce? My family's life will be better. How can we mention divorce? "

Although Lin Guihai has a good face, he is still very responsible for his daughter-in-law and his family.

"My mother is going too far this time. Don't worry, Xiao Lan. I won't let you suffer any more in the future."

Lin Guihai looks complicated, but his tone is very firm.

"Well, I've been married to you for so many years, don't I know you? But, father, you're right to be filial, but you can't be foolish. Our two girls are not young. We have to think about them as well as ourselves

Yang Xiaolan also knows Lin Guihai's temperament, so she doesn't intend to continue nagging.

"How are you today? Why did you come back so late? "

Then, Yang Xiaolan began to cook again.

"You don't know. I never thought that a pickle sold so well. Fortunately, I went today. Otherwise, mom and dad would be too busy today!"

"Today, there are many people who go to my parents' house to buy pickles. It's not enough to sell those big jars. No, I've been marinating pickles with my parents' third brother all afternoon. If things go on like this, there are not enough people in my family!"

"Dad, if you don't have enough people, you can find them in the village, and then you can pay them!"

Lin Sitian's house is just over 40 square meters, so even if she enters the house, she can hear the words outside.

"As long as you are careful when marinating it!"

Although Lin Sitian also knows that people can learn the pickling method of pickles sooner or later. After all, people have eaten it several times. Even if the pickled vegetables do not necessarily taste like their own, the taste will not be worse.

Think of in a few years, the network is popular, with Baidu, there are still any secret recipe, Baidu has everything.

It doesn't mean now.

Now, as the first "crab eater" in Liao City, she naturally needs to earn a small sum of money."Why do you have to hire someone? I can't help you. I'll go and help you for a few days. The efficiency of my unit is not good. It's been a pledge for several months! "

In Yang Xiaolan's opinion, his family is capable. Why should he spend that money to hire people? There are so many people in the family.

"Xiaolan, do you know how many pickles we sold today?"

"Do you know how much pickles we pickled today? If it wasn't for Xiaoyu's parents' help, I wouldn't be able to come back at night! "

"I'll sell it today

Lin Guihai held up his hand and pointed the way.

"Over ninety?" Yang Xiaolan held her breath and guessed carefully.

When she wants to come here, it's a lot to earn more than 90 yuan a day. After all, she only earns more than 100 yuan a month. When she earns more than 90 yuan a day, she feels that she has run into great luck.

"It's more than 900 yuan. I gave my third brother 50 yuan and my mother 100 yuan."

Lin Guihai doesn't sell that pass any more. He tells Yang Xiaolan what happened today.

It turned out that when he went today, he had already left several people to wholesale pickles. Because of the large number of people today, uncle Yang has been helping at home.

The sale was so good that Mrs. Yang naturally asked for more pickles to be sold. Therefore, the family divided them into two groups and gave them two people who came to buy pickles, two people who pickled pickles.

He Hui went to play mahjong early in the morning, but she hasn't come back yet.

Later, song Xiaoyu's parents came to help. The two families were neighbors. They were so busy in the Yangs' yard that they came here.

So, a few days ago, the pickles they pickled sold for more than 1000 yuan.

But there is still money for the dishes of the Yang family, and uncle Yang helps so much.

Originally, he wanted to give Mrs. Yang 200 yuan, but Mrs. Yang didn't accept it. She also said that if he was so clear, she would not help her and buy food from other people's homes.