Mrs. Deng is just a typical peasant woman, with a small body, Qin Da Niu is almost one more person than her, and now he takes two steps forward and stands in front of him, and the whole person is pressed over like a big mountain.

Mrs. Deng was bluffed and took two steps back, grabbed her son's arm tightly, and said forcefully; "What's the matter, you big brute still want to beat me, this old woman? Here you come, here you come! ”

"Mother, don't say it, it's going to be dark this day, let's go home." Deng Fugui was afraid that his mother would not look good if she made trouble again, so she coaxed repeatedly.

This is not persuaded, as soon as I persuaded Mrs. Deng to jump up as if she had been stepped on by the tail, and shouted: "You dead boy, your wife is bullied to death and you don't know how to fight for one, you are like this, my mother has raised you for so many years." ”

"Mother!" Deng Fugui raised his voice and said, "This big New Year is making trouble here, is it a good picture?" Ruwei is not what you think. He looked at Hu Shi dissatisfied, thinking that it was all this mother-in-law who was playing right and wrong in front of Mrs. Deng, and reprimanded rudely: "If you don't help your mother back, you don't know how to persuade me if I quarrel, what should I do if my mother has any losses?" ”

When Hu Shi heard this, he looked at his displeased eyes, and the fire in his heart was rising slowly, daring to love this, this dead man was standing on the side of the little cheap hoof, and was about to speak, but Mrs. Deng rushed to speak again.

"What's the matter, what are you scolding my good daughter-in-law for? Could it be that you really fell for that fox, opened your eyes and blinded you, and helped an outsider. Mrs. Deng glared at Qin Ruwei with hatred, and said, "You say, what kind of ** soup did you pour into my son?" You're a mourning star, you're a good thing to be your aunt's life, you're ......"

The unbearable foul language went straight to his ears, Qin Da Niu couldn't bear it, and wanted to step forward to theorize right away, but Qin Ruwei pulled him.

"Sister, let go of me, I can't swallow this breath." Qin Da Niu's eyes burned brightly.

Qin Ruwei shook her head, looked left and right, and when her eyes touched the incense burner that was kicked down on the ground, she grabbed it and splashed it on Mrs. Deng's side, and said loudly: "Little Chinese New Year's Eve, send the Stove King to the Heavenly Court, ask the Stove King to bless my Qin family Doumi worry-free, the Stove King to heaven!" ”

"Ah, ahem."

"My eyes."

"Ah, you slut, murder!"

Mrs. Deng was already wide-eyed, and as soon as she sprinkled it like this, the incense ash entered her eyes, and she couldn't open it at the moment.

"Mother!" Deng Fugui exclaimed, first glanced at Qin Ruwei in shock, and then shouted at the stunned Hu Shi: "What are you still doing in a daze, don't you take a handkerchief to the river to dip some water." ”

Only then did Hu Shi react, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his arms and ran to the river.

"My eyes, my eyes, ah, you black-hearted, you dare to splash the old lady, you dare to ......" Mrs. Deng screamed.

Everyone looked at Qin Ruwei one after another, and they were secretly shocked, this girl who had always been weak had become a little pepper, even the Gu family looked at her sister-in-law in surprise, and Qin Da Niu was very worried.

"Ah, what's wrong with the old lady of the Deng family? I sent the Lord of the Stove to heaven, why are you always in the way, and you still want to grab rice and food from the Lord of the Stove? Qin Ruwei pretended to see Mrs. Deng and them, sneered and stabbed a few words, approached her and said coldly: "I splashed you lightly, if you spit foul words at me again, believe it or not, I can blind you!" ”