The ugly wife of peasant family

"Good."

Xia Xi is ready to respond.

The old woman was even more happy, her face wrinkled with laughter. "I've asked people to buy meat, and we'll make dumplings to eat."

"Yes, but my son is still waiting over there. I'll get him."

The old woman waved, "go, go, I'll go in and make some noodles."

I didn't mean to let the pillar stay for dinner.

She went back to the place where she put the carriage with Zhu, and let Zhu and Zhu drive the carriage back first. She led Qi'er back to the old woman's house.

This time it was through the front door.

When I entered, I saw the old woman sitting on a stool in the hall.

"Kiel, call grandma."

"Grandma."

Qi'er called out cleverly.

The old woman couldn't close her mouth with a smile and waved to Qi'er, "come to grandma and let Grandma have a look."

Qi'er looks at Xia Xi. Xia Xi nods and Qi'er walks over.

How does the old woman like it? "Oh, this child is really pretty. He will be a famous young man in shiliba village in the future."

Kiel blushed with shame.

Patted the stool on the side of her body, let Qi'er sit on it, and pushed the snacks on the table in front of him, "grandma doesn't have any children. I don't know what you like to eat. I bought some of everything. Try it and see what you like to eat?"

"Thank you, grandma."

Qi'er thanks cleverly and doesn't reach for it.

"Oh, this child really makes me like it. If I had such a grandson, I would wake up in a dream."

"Qi'er is very good, and I'm in pain."

Xia Xi answers her words with a smile.

"That's, such a good child, no one likes it."

Finish saying, stretch out some thin hand to stroke Qi Er's head, "you eat first, your mother and I wrap meat dumplings for you to eat."

Speaking of this, I suddenly thought of something. I patted my forehead and said, "look at my memory, I'm really old. I wanted to come back to make friends, but I forgot as soon as I turned around."

Xia Xi rolled up her sleeves, "I'll do it."

"I'm sorry about that."

The old lady pointed to the direction of the kitchen room and said, "the noodles are in the kitchen. You can scoop them yourself. There are many people in the family. Let's pack more."

Xia Xi went to the kitchen, scooped the noodles and brought them back for the old woman to see, "are these enough?"

The old woman nodded, "that's enough."

Xia Xi went to scoop water again and soon made up the noodles.

"The cabbages are in the cellar. The cellar is in the back yard. There is a ladder next to it. Please go and get it."

The old woman laughed again.

Xia Xi also smiles and goes to the back yard.

Qi son is not at ease, come down from the stool, follow past, "I go to help Niang's favor."

The old woman nodded approvingly, "good boy."

Cellar mouth is very big, Xia Xi went down, took a few cabbages up, clothes stained with soil.

Qi'er patted her clean, and the women went back to the front.

After washing vegetables, chopping vegetables, mixing stuffing, Xia Xi did not stop. She moved the panel, put it on the table, took out the dough and kneaded it.

The old woman sat on the stool from the beginning to the end, looking at her with her eyes. The more satisfied she was, the bigger her smile was.

"How old is the child this year?"

Asked the old woman suddenly.

"Five years old."

The old woman nodded and murmured, "five years old, just right."

"What did you say?"

Xia Xi did not hear clearly, asked.

"Nothing. I mean, five-year-old kids are naughty."

"Qi'er is not the same. This child is very easy to worry about. I hardly worry about it."

"I can see that the child is well brought up by you."

……

The door curtain was opened and Mr. Zhang came in. "Mother, is it at home..."

"Dumpling" three words, see Xia Xi and Qi Er also in, left in the throat.

"Lady Xia saved me yesterday. Today I want to invite her to have a meal. I think it's better to make dumplings. But I'm not comfortable. Lady Xia made all the dumplings by herself."

The old woman told him with a smile.

But Mr. Zhang heard only a few words about his discomfort. His face immediately changed and he came to the old woman with a big step. "I'm not comfortable again today, but I can take medicine. How do you feel now?"

Old lady

How can I have such a pimple.

Hate iron does not become steel of stare him one eye, "I'm ok."

Zhang Ye was staring at his mother in bewilderment.

The old woman was even more angry. She didn't have a good way. "You go to make a fire. I'll talk to lady Xia."

"Oh"

Mr. Zhang answered, turned around and went out. He didn't even say hello to Xia Xi.

Old lady

I've never felt so disgusted with my son at this moment. I don't know how to grasp the opportunity.

When Master Zhang went to the kitchen, the old woman put on a smile and patted the stool beside her. "Lady Xia, come here and have a rest."

Xia Xi sits down.

The old woman shook her head. "My son, you see, I don't even know how to say hello to you when I see you. Don't take it to heart."

Xia Xi smiles, "Zhang Ye is just too worried about you."

The old woman's smile faded a little. "What you mean is that since the doctor said that I couldn't be cured completely, he couldn't worry every day. If I didn't say that I was ok, he would keep me from going out every day. I am a drag on the child

"You are Mr. Zhang's mother, not a drag."

"Why don't you drag me down? You see, he's 20 years old and doesn't even have a daughter-in-law. At the beginning, the neighbors also introduced some of them, but when they heard that they would wait on my sick mother-in-law, they didn't agree. If they were in other people's homes, his children would run all over the floor."

"Those girls don't have a good fortune. A good man like Mr. Zhang will surely get a good daughter-in-law."

The old woman's eyes brightened. "Do you think he's good?"

"Yes."

Xia Xi nodded, "since I came to the market to sell fish, Mr. Zhang has taken good care of me and helped us introduce restaurants to sell fish."

The old woman was a little incredulous. "He helped you so much."

Xia Xi nodded again.

The old woman's eyes narrowed into a slit. She knew exactly what her son was like. If she didn't have that idea for Xia Xi, he would never help.

"The water is boiling!"

Mr. Zhang called in the kitchen.

Xia Xi naturally stood up and went to the kitchen with dumplings.

The old woman also stood up, opened the door curtain, looked at the direction of the kitchen, saw her son bow down to add materials to the stove, and Xia Xi put the dumplings into the pot, careful action, as if afraid of hot water splashing out of the pot and scalding her son.

This picture, how to see how warm, the smile on the old woman's face is more and more deep, turn around, back to the stool to sit down, looking at Qi'er, the more I like it.