Siheyuan: Survival in the cellar at the beginning, don’t mess with me

Xiaodang frowned when he saw this.

Grandma clearly doesn’t believe in herself!

Either she was too suspicious, or she favored boys over girls, or she was just so disgusting.

Licking the whole wowotou is used to express possession of it. This is more or less that...

As soon as Xiaodang thought of this, Huaihua said childishly:

"Sister! Why does grandma act like a dog? It's so disgusting!"

"No, dogs don't eat cornbread. If you want to eat it, you have to swallow it whole. Grandma is even more disgusting than a dog!"

"Huaihua, don't talk nonsense!"

"Grandma is just hungry, you didn't see anything..."

Xiaodang quickly covered Sophora japonica's mouth and forced an explanation in order to give Jia Zhang a step down.

otherwise.

If she holds a grudge, she will inevitably retaliate maliciously.

However, what Xiaodang said was just adding fuel to the fire.

Jia Zhang already had a grudge against Sophora japonica and had even arranged a means of revenge.

At this time, what do you mean when you stand up and say something like that?

Do you want me to forgive Sophora japonica?

How can it be?

I’ll clean it up with you soon!

However, she did not have a seizure.

If you have anything to do, you have to wait until you have a full meal.

Now Jia Zhang is really powerless. If she really makes a move, she won't even be able to beat the two little girls.

So, she forced a smile, then pointed in the direction of the hot water bottle, and then pointed at the Wo Wo Tou in front of her.

My dear granddaughter, help grandma warm up some steamed buns. I will definitely love you well in the future!

The flattering smile and bloody mouth made Jia Zhang look extremely funny.

Xiaodang also guessed the general meaning based on lip reading, and felt a little nervous in his heart.

Grandma must be holding something bad in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't laugh so sinisterly and horribly.

However, Xiao Dang wisely took the drool-stained steamed bun, scalded it with boiling water, and returned it to Jia Zhang.

"Grandma, here."

"..."

Count you acquainted!

After Jia Zhang took the wowotou, she immediately started gobbling it up.

She had always eaten and drank indiscriminately, and this was the first time she had ever felt that wowotou was so delicious.

Due to extreme hunger, out of instinct, she ignored the toothache and ate the bun into her stomach.

After filling her stomach, Mrs. Jia Zhang waved to Xiao Dang and Huaihua to come to the kang head.

……

"BangGeng, you mustn't mess around when you return to the compound this time. Don't move your legs around, otherwise it won't be cured!"

Qin Huairu carried her son on her back, and also had to carry a lunch box and a pair of crutches.

If she hadn't been quite strong and the snow along the way had almost disappeared, she would have still had to fall a few times.

She was careful along the way, for fear of dropping the stick.

It took a lot of effort to reattach the leg. If it accidentally breaks again, who will I talk to for explanation?

"Mom, I understand. I will definitely not run around in the future, so don't worry."

Banggeng answered casually, but he didn't take what Qin Huairu said to heart at all.

Fortunately, there were no dangers along the way, and the two of them quickly returned to the courtyard.

Before entering the front yard, I heard the voice of the third uncle Yan Bugui.

"Old aunt, are you too dark-hearted? You want to exchange some shabby pots and pans for my family's food?"

Then, Xiaodang's voice also came out.

"What my grandma means is that your grain is not very good. Do you want it or not? Anyway, your new pots and pans will cost money and bills."

"If you don't want it, we will buy it at a low price to the rag collector. If you don't accept it, we will sell it. Buy it quickly. There won't be that store after this village!"

"Hey! He's even threatening."

Yan Bugui's voice was obviously dissatisfied.

"If you don't want it, then we won't sell it!"

"Wait, who said I don't want it anymore? This is an exchange of equal value. I think it's worth it. Okay, I'll hand over the pots and pans in one hand and the food in the other."

"..."

Qin Huairu listened to a few words and immediately understood what happened in the front yard.

I dare say that my mother-in-law, Jia Zhang, asked Xiao Dang to act as a translator for her, and she also sold the extra pots and bowls at home.

The purpose is to exchange for food.

I was worried about not being able to eat recently, but my mother-in-law got busy.

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu felt very happy.

In the past, she didn't know how expensive food, rice, oil, and salt were when she was not a housekeeper. Now that she is a mother of three children, she naturally knows how difficult it is to keep everyone fed.

If this had happened before, Mrs. Jia Zhang would not have cared about the family's food problem at all.

She, an old godly woman, only cares about eating and making sarcastic remarks. She doesn't care about anything else - her lover.

In fact, it was because she ate too much that she had so many bad habits.

If ordinary people don't have enough to eat, how can they have the time and energy to take care of so many messy things?

Now Jia Zhang was very hungry, so she tried to find something to eat.

Although exchanging pots and bowls for food is a bit short-sighted, at least it solves an urgent need and prevents a few children from starving to death.

So Qin Huairu didn't pay too much attention to it, and she was still a little happy.

As long as her mother-in-law Jia Zhang can stay calm, her pressure can be greatly reduced.

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu immediately put down the stick as soon as she walked into the front yard, handed over the crutch and whispered:

"I'm going to help grandma, and you just stay here and don't go anywhere."

"it is good."

Bangge nodded, and then leaned against the wall to 'rest'.

[-] its ⑴ [-] [-] [-] easy [-] ␐

My left leg hurts so much that I can't move around like a ghost!

After Qin Huairu settled down, she looked towards the Yanbu family and saw Jia Zhang's family.

In addition, Xiaodang and Sophora japonica were also seen.

Then, Qin Huairu was surprised to find that both of them had eye-catching slap marks on their faces!

You can tell who hit him at a glance!

Who else is there besides the evil mother-in-law Jia Zhang?

Qin Huairu also forgot about helping to lower the price and immediately rushed up to ask:

"Mom, did you hit the child? Why were you so cruel?"

"The two of them are still young, how can you get down there..."

"Snapped!"

Before Qin Huairu finished speaking, he received another big-eared melon seed.

Whether it was because he had beaten Xiaodang and Sophora japonica, or because he was too hungry to have any strength, Jia Zhang's slap this time was soft and did not cause any substantial harm to Qin Ru.

"Mom, why do you hit people so often?"

"I don't care if you hit me yesterday or today. But how can you hit a child?"

"They are both still young, what if they get broken?"

"You, you are too unreasonable."

After Qin Huairu finished speaking, tears flowed down her face.

This time she didn't pretend to cry, she felt really wronged.

He was so good that he was beaten even if he asked any questions. It seemed that his mother-in-law, Mrs. Jia Zhang, was seriously ill this time.

He beats his granddaughter and then his daughter-in-law. Are you planning to disown your family?

Could it be that he was scalded by boiling water last night?

However, Qin Huairu did not say these words.

In front of Yan Bugui, I still have to save some face for my mother-in-law.

You have to have enough superficial skills, otherwise, if you show off your anger for a while, you will ruin the image of the 'wronged little daughter-in-law' that you worked so hard to create.

It is easy to create a character, but once it is destroyed, it is difficult to repair it.

Therefore, after Qin Huairu complained for a few words, she wiped away her tears.

Half of it was real crying, half of it was fake crying.

I don’t know how her tear ducts grew, but her tears would flow endlessly, line after line, and she couldn’t even wipe them away.