Chapter 27: Making Bad

As soon as Peach Blossom saw Zhang's red eyes come back, she knew that it was okay and good, to say that this old lady Cheng was also stupid, the son of someone else ran away with the widow, and when the mother-in-law would try all kinds of ways to make her daughter-in-law safe, this old lady Cheng was an alternative, not to mention Zhang's everywhere, but also to bully Zhang's orphans and widows in a different way, bitter and mean, I don't know what to cover up, I really don't know what benefit Zhang's accident has to her.

Outsiders can't control this matter, and the old lady Cheng of the Wang family is silent, so she scolded the Zhang family first, and it can be seen that the old lady Cheng doesn't like the Zhang family from the heart.

Over the years, in such a family, I don't know how Zhang's life has passed.

"Mother, the milk can't see us well, and if we have any good things in the future, don't let the milk and the second aunt see it, so that the mother doesn't have to be scolded by the milk. Peach Blossom said crisply.

Zhang's temperament is stewed, and he is a soft one, he can't hold back a sound when he is framed and bullied, and the current situation at home, Peach Blossom can also see it, if he wants to live a good life, Zhang's has to be angry if he is pressed by a filial piety, it is better to hide his wealth, and his life will be better, and when she grows up, she is thinking of a way to solve this problem.

Zhang hesitated, "It's just that your body is still small, Peach Blossom can rest assured, your grandmother just has a bad temper, no bad intentions, and my mother is used to it." ”

Zhang's temperament that can't be helped, Peach Blossom is secretly anxious when she sees it, where can she still eat, and plucked her chopsticks, "Mother is used to it, I can't look past it, I won't eat it in the future." ”

Peach Blossom is just a five-year-old child, and she will not be suspected of playing a temper, so she simply uses this to let Zhang's answer this request, and now the things you earn money to buy must always be sent to Westinghouse, Mrs. Cheng doesn't appreciate it, Wang's is insatiable, Old Man Cheng can't afford to be a home, and in the end what remains is that Zhang's is still a bad guy with something.

Zhang panicked and hugged the peach blossom in his arms, "Okay, mother listens to you, okay, eat it quickly, it should be cold in a while." ”

It's really a bull, the life of being beaten, a whip to take a step.

The East House didn't eat well this meal, and the West House was also eating sullenly, only the Wang family was not afraid of heaven and earth, and let go of eating, Mrs. Cheng glared at it a few times, and the Wang family didn't pay attention to it when she saw it, and didn't do anything about it.

Mrs. Cheng angrily dropped her chopsticks, and Cheng Lao's body trembled slightly, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

"If you don't eat, all of them are foodies, they don't make money by eating, they all have no conscience, and they don't recognize people when their wings are stiff. "Mrs. Cheng scolded the Wang family in the previous sentence, but the Zhang family in the East House scolded the Zhang family in the second sentence.

In the words outside the words, he scolded Zhang's for earning money and buying things and not giving it to her, but unfortunately there were two doors, and Mrs. Cheng's scolding was also in vain, Zhang's didn't hear it, and Peach Blossom smiled evilly, it's better to be angry.

Cheng Lao Er didn't squeak anymore when he heard it, buried his head in eating dry rice, Wang's bowl of sorghum rice saw the bottom, and reached out to serve it again, Mrs. Cheng saw it, and quickly moved the rice bowl placed next to her.

"I don't work in the winter, it's night again, and I won't starve to death if I eat one less bowl. Mrs. Cheng picked up the spoon and added a spoonful to Cheng Lin beside her, and then added a spoonful to Cheng Laohan's bowl, and went down to the ground with the basin.

Wang was half-full, "Mother, although our family has a tight life, how can we have two meals a day to make people full." ”

"Foodie, this family is poor, why didn't I see you so diligent when I worked. Mrs. Cheng scolded and pushed the door out of the house.

Wang saw that there was no food to eat, so he stuffed a few mouthfuls of vegetables into his mouth before he picked up the chopsticks, and when he got up, he secretly twisted Cheng Laoer's leg fiercely, Cheng Laoer was so depressed that he didn't dare to make a sound, and buried his head lower.

Where did Old Man Cheng still have an appetite, he also dropped his chopsticks, and only Cheng Lin and Cheng Lao Er were left at the dinner table.

Outside, Mrs. Cheng put the rice bowl on the shelf, covered it with the curtain, turned back to the house, and couldn't help but take a sip into the east room.

In the east room, Zhang's mother and daughter heard this voice clearly, Zhang's stitch hand paused slightly, if it weren't for Peach Blossom's constant staring at Zhang's expression, she wouldn't have found out about this reaction, it seems that Zhang's still cares about Mrs. Cheng's opinion of her, right?

"Mother, you can also teach me needlework. "Peach Blossom really wants to learn.

In such a poor person's family, there is nothing to rely on, and it is always beneficial to live on the mother and daughter in the future.

"You're too young, wait two years for my mother to teach you. Zhang looked at his sensible daughter with a smile on his face.

Peach blossom, she didn't understand these things before, and she knew the truth that the stupid bird flew first, so no matter what Zhang said, she didn't let go of her pleading, and Zhang couldn't answer it.

Under the dim oil lamp, I saw a large and a small two figures leaning together, Zhang embroidered every time, will patiently explain, see that the peach blossom does not understand and explain again, until the peach blossom understands, and can embroider a two-three look.

It wasn't until late at night that Zhang cleaned up the embroidery work in his hand, put it in the needlework basket, and whispered to let Peach Blossom rest quickly, Peach Blossom's eyes were dry and stinging, and he was really tired, so he took off his clothes and got into the quilt.

Before going to bed, I took a look at the needlework and said that it was embroidery, but it was just an embroidered insole.