|.| Cheng Dalang put everything on the stove, frowned again, pushed the door and saw that Zhang's was not in the West House, retreated again, and went straight to the East Room.

"Mother is sick, why do you still have the heart to embroider here." Cheng Dalang glanced at the rags piled on the kang with dissatisfaction, and looked away in disgust. I came out and fried the medicine for my mother."

When Cheng Dalang withdrew, Zhang put down the needlework in his hand and patted his daughter's head. I stayed up half the night last night, let's sleep for a while."

Peach Blossom nodded, and after watching Zhang's go out, she pulled the quilt stacked on the kang and covered her body.

Lying on the kang, Peach Blossom can still hear the sound of Zhang's taking things in the outhouse, her eyelids sank, and her sleepiness also came up.

After the old lady of Westinghouse Cheng was pushed awake and drank the medicine, she ate the meat porridge again, and the person also had strength, so she couldn't help but scold, and even took the Zhang family to be implicated.

"Get out, get out, if you really have filial piety, I can still suffer this sin, bad seed, now that the second room is gone, then raise the tiger girl in your name, you can't agree with it."

Looking at the hideous old lady Cheng, Zhang didn't talk back, and walked out of the house with an empty bowl. Old lady Cheng was even more angry when she saw her go out, pointing at Cheng Dalang. Look at this daughter-in-law that you two brothers married, none of them are pleasing to the eye, one doesn't take me seriously, the other follows me and scolds me, what kind of life do I have, none of them worry."

"Mother, you're still sick, lie down." Cheng Dalang said with a broken head.

From the morning to now, although I have eaten two meat buns in the town, but now it is evening, thinking that there is still a pot of meat porridge, the hungry man can't help but be hungry again.

Thinking that my mother would eat after eating, but who would think that my mother would scold again after eating.

"None of you will die for me." After all, it is the most painful son, Mrs. Cheng scolded again, and then stopped. It's time to have dinner with your father."

Mrs. Cheng suddenly remembered something." You bought meat in the town today, don't we still have bacon?"

"Erlang's daughter-in-law will use up all the steamed buns wrapped with bacon and cabbage tomorrow."

"What." Mrs. Cheng's eyes widened, and then she cried and scolded on the kang. This ruined girl, she wants us not to live, it's a pound of bacon, and she eats it all. She thinks she was born in a rich and noble family, and if she doesn't eat it, she will die.

Cheng Dalang blushed. Mother, don't scold."

Cheng Laohan also frowned. Okay, you've just got a fever, so lie down."

I remembered that the old wife had saved half a tael of silver for two years, and if I knew that it had all been spent this time, I don't know what would have happened to the trouble.

Mrs. Cheng felt sorry for the pound of bacon and white noodles, how could she just forget it, and when she thought of Wang's family, she was ruthless and wiped her tears. You and your father go to dinner, and bring the rest out and bring the basin into the house."

She had to go hungry for a few days, and eating a piece of bacon and white noodles was no different from cutting her meat.

Cheng Dalang didn't dare to say more, he went out of the house, and when he came in, he carried a pot of white rice porridge with meat foam and two bowls, and two pairs of chopsticks.

When Cheng Erlang came in with Cheng Lin in his arms, he ate half of the pot of meat porridge, and Mrs. Cheng snorted.

Mrs. Cheng felt sorry for her grandson, so she didn't stop her.Cheng Dalang also breathed a sigh of relief.The family had already eaten.A big pot of porridge was left.Cheng Dalang naturally wouldn't clean up the table.

Looking at pouring the rest of the porridge into the bowl, Mrs. Cheng lowered her eyes. I'll put the rest of the porridge on the cupboard, and I'll keep it for the night when I'm hungry."

"Mother, Lin Ziniang hasn't eaten yet." Cheng Erlang hesitated for a while, and his voice was like a mosquito.

Old Lady Cheng's voice mentioned. She didn't eat it, she ate buns yesterday, she could last a few days, and I didn't eat as well as an old woman."

Cheng Laohan is alive." Erlang, bring the porridge to your daughter-in-law to eat."

"No, no." Mrs. Cheng glared at her second son fiercely. If you dare to bring the porridge to your daughter-in-law today, I will not have your son."

Cheng Erlang pursed his lips, and he looked like he was about to cry.Lin Ziniang was obviously not to blame for this matter today.If the mother really wanted to raise the tiger girl under Lin Ziniang's name.Why do you have to talk to them first.Just decided directly.How can Lin Ziniang not make trouble.

In the west room, Cheng Dalang sat on the kang, I don't know what he was thinking, I didn't know what Cheng Erlang looked at, Cheng Lin didn't know anything, I just shrank into Mrs. Cheng's quilt, and Cheng Erlang held a bowl of porridge in his hand, and stood on the ground with his head down.

"Didn't you hear it, don't put the porridge on the cupboard, your mother-in-law won't live, she will eat a large piece of bacon and white noodles, why don't she do it when I'm at home, just wait for me not to be at home, what is she thinking, she can't stuff anything delicious into her stomach." Thinking of this, Mrs. Cheng was angry.

Cheng Erlang's voice choked, and he mustered up the courage to raise his head. Mother, this matter today is Lin Ziniang, she shouldn't have messed with her mother, but isn't she also wronged?"

"Wronged, what is she wronged, raising the tiger girl under her name, is she eating her or drinking her, is she not eating ours, she is black-hearted and selfish, only thinking about herself, what to eat, what is not enough, what is not enough, what is not good, you can't look down on our Cheng family, just go back to Lao Wang's house." Mrs. Cheng has a weak heart, so naturally she will not mention the matter of raising tiger girls, only the matter of bacon.

Cheng Erlang didn't dare to say anything.There were still a few leftover buns from yesterday in the front room.He didn't dare to say more when he saw it.Looking at the bowl of porridge in his hand.Turn around and put it on the cabinet.Clean up the table.Only then did he go back with Cheng Lin.

Wait for Cheng Erlang to leave, and Cheng Laohan will speak." It's hard enough for Erlang to be sandwiched in the middle.You don't want to embarrass him.Isn't it just a piece of bacon.Eat it.It's not her.It's not her.We're all eating it along."

"Is it a piece of bacon, but you can't get used to her temper, you know to stare at good things." Mrs. Cheng's heart was weak, and her tone was not as hard as before.

Cheng Laohan didn't know what kind of character his wife was.

"Mother, I think it's better to forget about this, I'll review it at home in the future." Cheng Dalang also figured it out this day." I'll find a quiet place to move out, and I'll just let my family bring it over when I'm eating.

I don't have to listen to the noise when I leave this house, I don't have to work and I have food, I believe that for my own sake, I can always make something good at home, and it's better than outside.

"How can this be done, can you do it without a teacher's guidance?" Mrs. Cheng was moved when she heard this, but she refused to admit defeat.

"There's no other way, so let's do it first." Cheng Dalang got up and went to get the quilt.

It was dark outside, Mrs. Cheng was still sick, so she didn't say much, the lights in the West House were out, the lights in the East House were still on, and after the meal in the West House was ready, the Zhang family warmed up the steamed buns, and there was no food.

Eating steamed buns, I listened to Mrs. Cheng's scolding without dropping a word.Peach Blossom smiled secretly.I knew that Wang's eating bacon and white noodles would cause trouble.I'm afraid there will be a follow-up to this matter.

After laying out the quilts of the two children, Zhang added oil to the oil lamp and sat back on the kang.

In saying that the peach blossom embroidery purse also has a little look, especially after Zhang's pointed out the shortcomings, in the embroidery, there are five points that can compare with Zhang's embroidery.

Zhang's is very happy, not to mention the side, her daughter has studied for a few days, but she knows, there are not many cloths and threads at home, where is there a chance to give her daughter more practice, her daughter can embroider like this, it is surprising to her, thinking that she has studied for three years before she embroiders like that.

To say that embroidering things can go so far, it has something to do with her living two lifetimes, after all, she is not a child, and when she learns things, she is more skilled than a real five-year-old.

Hu Niu slept all day, and at this time, she didn't feel sleepy, and when she saw Zhang's mother and daughter embroidering things, she couldn't help but lean forward." I'll help too."

"Okay." Zhang took the needle from the sewing box and handed it to the tiger girl.

Hu Niu picked a piece of cloth, but I don't know how to start. In fact, this is to embroider something, you have to draw things first, so it is said to test a person's embroidery skills, on the other hand, it is also a test of a person's painting work.

If she is really allowed to draw, she can really draw some, but if she wants to draw well, she can't do it.

Seeing that the tiger girl has nowhere to start, the peach blossom is silent, and the Zhang family can't see it." You teach my sister how to get it."

Look at this tiger girl is also quite sensible on weekdays, how to do needlework is not as flexible as her two-year-old daughter.

"Sister Hu Niu, you first draw the picture you want to embroider on the cloth, and then figure out what kind of needle to embroider with to look good, and then embroider it." Peach blossoms are not hidden.

As for whether she can embroider well, whether she can embroider or not is her own business.

Until the second half of the night, the tiger girl didn't move the needle, looking at the Zhang mother and daughter buried in embroidery, I couldn't help but hate in my heart.

The next day, just after dawn, someone in the front yard knocked on the door, no one expected that the person who came turned out to be the widow Zhang who ran away with the person. convex ticket of lshy80119