Chapter 8: The sister-in-law who loves to be able to do it
Bai Weiwei knew that Gao Shuhui would be angry after seeing it, but there was no way, she couldn't pull Gao Fengyi and don't buy it, this man has strong self-esteem, and he was afraid that she would dislike her everywhere. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Yes, Mom, you've been waiting for a long time, haven't you?"
Bai Weiwei squinted and smiled, put the wool on the table, and took out two eggs from her pocket, "I gave it to Aunt Wang in the car just now." ”
When mother-in-law Wenxiu heard this, she frowned: "Aunt Wang's daughter-in-law has a body, how can she ask for other people's eggs? ”
Gao Fengyi hurriedly explained: "Mom, it was Aunt Wang who forced it, and people like Weiwei." ”
"Oh, that's the thing. The mother-in-law nodded, and she believed her son's words.
If you shouldn't take it, you won't take it.
Gao Shuhui snorted disdainfully, yesterday I was afraid that the whole village would know what woman she had married.
Will Aunt Wang like her?
Joke!
"It's time to be hungry at this point, quick, Fengyi will go and make a fire in the back, and Mom will go cook. ”
She took two steps and remembered something: "Shuhui, Mom sees that the targets in the stove house are not burning enough, you wring out those targets at the door." ”
"Mom, I'll come!" Bai Weiwei hurriedly stood up to take the work.
Gao Fengyi interjected and interrupted: "Weiwei, no, you just came back, take a good rest when you are tired of walking, and take the bundle of wool back to your house." ”
The mother-in-law also responded: "Yes, Weiwei, Mom knows that you have a heart, go and rest." ”
grew up in a family environment for her daughter-in-law, and this mother-in-law still has a number in her heart, and she won't blame her for being lazy.
The mother-in-law and her husband entered the stove house, and the sister-in-law dropped a sentence: "You still help, it's good if you don't add to the chaos" and went out.
Bai Weiwei had no choice but to carry the big bundle of wool into the house, sighing in her heart, alas, why did she not hesitate to be blessed in her previous life?
One word, make!
**
In the courtyard surrounded by fence stakes at the door, in front of a one-meter-high straw pile, Gao Shuhui sat on a small pony stool with two braids and twisted the target.
When I was a child, I knew that my father was one of those big heroes and big people in the model play, and if I hadn't suffered hardship, I would be Miss Qianjin now.
It is precisely like this, she is studying harder than anyone else, and her mother is not a village girl who can't read a single word, but the eldest lady of a scholarly family.
The family was destitute and gritted their teeth to support her to finish junior high school, just to ask them to go out in the future and not make jokes to others, saying that the descendants of the Gao family have not even read a book!
This Bai Weiwei really regarded herself as a garlic, and she came to get off the horse as soon as she entered the door, making her family a joke of the villagers.
Isn't it just a better life, speaking of which, her father is still her father's next class!
The political commissar is just a civilian, and his father is the commander and has military power!
"Sook-hye. ”
She was angry, Bai Weiwei ran over from the East House, she was the same as herself, with her hair tied on both sides, but she didn't make it into a twist, she looked much more foreign, she was wearing a red jacket and cotton pants and a pair of cowhide boots on the hems, those boots Shuhui had never seen, and it seemed to be rare in the city, she had worn home-made cotton boots since she was a child.
Bai Weiwei ran a little hurriedly, standing in front of her panting slightly, white smoke coming out of her mouth, her face was powdery, like a red apple hanging on the treetops in the morning mist.
A touch of jealousy crossed Gao Shuhui's eyes, and she was just looking at this sister-in-law who had just started to compare Luo Guifen to the one in the east of the village, and Sister Jasmine in the city.
As for yourself...... It's even more incomparable.
"What do you want me to do?
She has a cold face, the shelves are sufficient, no matter how good-looking Bai Weiwei is, she is an embroidered pillow, and she can't do any housework.
Who knows, Bai Weiwei took out two boxes of paste from her sleeve, "Here." ”
Gao Shuhui glanced at it and continued the work at hand: "What is this? I don't need to, we croppers are used to it, and we are not as noble as you in the city." ”
Bai Weiwei thought to herself, do you think the old lady wants to put a hot face on the cold farts and shares of an old girl like you?
It's not that you are thinking that you will live a good life with a beautiful family in this life, otherwise, who cares about you!
I don't know what to do!
When she divorced Gao Fengyi in her previous life, Gao Shuhui hadn't married yet, either she didn't look down on others, or others couldn't get used to her, in short, she was an old girl at home, and she raised the bar with herself every day.
"Shuhui, this is the alabaster and clam paste I brought from M City, you see that it is so cold now, your face and hands are easy to crack, especially if you are able to help the family work all the time, study well and study well, usually stay up late to do homework and memorize a book or something, don't you have to protect your hands and face?"
Bai Weiwei can walk on her lips, but her face is honest and sincere, and she can't see any flattery.
Gao Shuhui's hand stopped, and she was a little moved by her, she usually didn't cherish this face much, how could a girl not love beauty?
Bai Weiwei naturally shook her free hand and applied clam paste to it, the greasy paste was crushed on the rough skin and smoothed evenly, and sure enough, it was a lot slippery.
"Shuhui, your hand is thin and long, and your complexion is quite even, if you take good care of it and take it out in the future, others can see at a glance that it is a hand holding a pen and writing. ”
Gao Shuhui's heart was overjoyed, and her face loosened, "Sister-in-law said with a smile, where can I still hold the table with this hand for the work that can't be done." ”
"That's not necessarily, I have a child who plays a child to learn the guzheng, and his fingers are well protected all year round, but there is no such slender method as you, I think, when you go to work in the city, you can also learn music and dance or something. ”
Gao Shuhui felt a lot more comfortable listening to these words, Bai Weiwei's hair child must also be a big city daughter, and being able to compare them shows that she is really not bad, except for her Gao Shuhui's bad life, other places are no worse than Bai Weiwei and others.
Bai Weiwei finished applying it to her, covered it, put the clam paste in her pocket, dug up a piece of alabaster and applied it to her face, and rubbed her fingers softly and gently on Gao Shuhui's face, which made her feel more comfortable.
"Close your eyes. ”
Her voice was sweet and soft, gentle and fierce.
Gao Shuhui had no way to refuse, so she could only obediently obey, but she was thinking in her heart, her brother must like her very much, no wonder she was so protective, she had never met a woman like Bai Weiwei who couldn't say anything.
**
After applying the ointment, the two chatted a few words while they were resting, and Bai Weiwei asked Gao Shuhui to teach herself how to hang the target.
In fact, this kind of work does not need to be taught, it will be seen at a glance.
But this sister-in-law, she understands, and she wants to show off her ability everywhere.
She just went down the slope, anyway, Gao Shuhui was happy.
When the rice was cooked, the mother-in-law came to call for dinner.
Gao Fengyi brought the dishes up, good guys, they are all hard dishes, and they may not be able to eat them during the New Year, their own pickled chopped red peppers are sprinkled with fish heads, dried plum cabbage is steamed with pork belly, and a large pot of sour cabbage is boiled in fish soup, Bai Weiwei smiled in her heart, this is the result of her own efforts.