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Wen bent down to fetch water from the water tank, and asked Xiao He, who was still busy in the stove room: "Sister-in-law, what delicious food was made this morning, the fragrance is coming out." ”

"How can the steamed buns have any fragrance, the fifth brother and sister made a few steamed buns and steamed them in it." Xiao He smiled.

Qiaoqiao was holding one of Tiezhu's arms into his clothes, and when he heard the fifth aunt making buns, Tiezhu's eyes lit up, his hand shrank, and he raised his feet and ran out. Qiaoqiao only felt that his hand slipped, and the hand of the iron pillar was gone. She had no time to sigh when she took the half of the iron pillar and had not yet put on her clothes, when she heard a hissing sound and the fabric being torn.

Qiaoqiao was stunned, and immediately let go of his hand after reacting, his eyes were instantly filled with tears, and he didn't even dare to make a sound when he covered his mouth. The iron pillar stopped his feet, and looked at the sleeves hanging behind him and shaking a few times in a daze, as if he still didn't understand what had just happened. There was a sudden silence in the room.

Finally, Tie Zhu couldn't stand this weird atmosphere, and dragged one sleeve and ran out with a cry: "Mother"

"Wow-" Seeing Tie Zhu run out, Qiao Qiao finally couldn't help crying, she really didn't mean it, she didn't expect Tie Zhu to run out suddenly, the more Qiao Qiao thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, the fault really wasn't her. But she understands that Wen will not listen to her, even if she listens to her, she will inevitably be beaten in the end, no matter what mistake Tie Zhu makes, Wen will find a seemingly "reasonable" excuse to put the crime on her. They are mothers and daughters, but the Wen family does not treat her as a daughter.

Qiaoqiao stood still in the room, and in less than ten seconds, Wen appeared outside the door with a black face, followed by an iron pillar with tears on his face and still sobbing, at this moment he was pulling the corner of Wen's clothes a little timidly, and looked at Wen with a black face and his sister who was crying a little helplessly.

Wen gently took away Tiezhu's hand, and threw the torn clothes on his hand to Qiaoqiao's face, the clothes smashed on Qiaoqiao's face, Qiaoqiao squinted his eyes, his face deviated to the side, but he still didn't move. Wen had already crossed the threshold, picked up the sorghum broom pimple placed behind the door and beckoned to Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao also admitted that she had done something wrong, she didn't dare to hide, and let the broom pimple hit her body firmly, with so much force, she could directly see some fine dust flying through the sunlight that shot into the house, she was afraid that Wen would be even more angry, she didn't dare to ask for help, she only cried loudly, in order to vent the grievances in her heart.

"You broom star, you can't wear a dress for your brother, a good piece of clothing is torn, ah, don't you want money? Loser, what's the use of me giving birth to you? What's the use of giving birth to you? Ah, I knew that I raised you to be angry with me, I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place, a lost star, a ruined son. Wen scolded as he hit.

Listening to the dull sound of the broom pimple falling on his sister, Tie Zhu also faintly felt that he had done something wrong, he just told Sù Niang that his clothes were torn, and he didn't expect his sister to be beaten because of this. He bit his hand and leaned against the door frame, and when he saw Wen beating Qiaoqiao fiercely, he didn't know what to do, and he opened his mouth to cry again, even crying a little sadder than Qiaoqiao.

"Third sister-in-law, stop, if you have something to say, don't hit the child." Yang Liu still had soap foam in her hand, she turned her back to Wen, and walked out with one hand to protect Qiaoqiao, and she inevitably received a few broom bumps on her body.

Xiao He dragged Wen's hand with the broom pimple to prevent the latter from doing it, and urged Wen to calm down. Xiuxiu tugged Wen's other hand and didn't let Wen pick up Qiaoqiao. However, Wen's eyes were red with anger, and he couldn't break free and couldn't help but stretch out his feet and kick at Qiaoqiao, which was really like treating enemies who didn't share the same sky.

Yang Liu snorted, silently carried this foot for Qiaoqiao, and escorted Qiaoqiao out of the house without looking back. Qiaoqiao stood in the corridor but refused to move any further, sobbing and timidly peeking at Wen's expression.

"I don't know if I don't see it, this look at our house is really lively. The old woman is really old-eyed, I really didn't see that you are all so capable, and she knows to be angry with her own children. I don't know when the ghost of the He family suddenly appeared, and coldly glanced at the Wen family, who was still moving by Xiao He and Xiuxiu, and said: "Wen, the blood and bones of my Li family are not a mourning star, loser, put it in your mouth for me." If there is a next time, you will let me go back to my mother's house and stay, don't think that I can't rain just thunder, if you have the ability, you can try, see if I can get you at every turn. Let go of her, I'll see today, my wife is here, who else dares to move. ”

The old lady was mighty and domineering, and Yang Liu moved a long bench over with doglegs, compared to the gesture of please, and flatteringly showed eight teeth and said, "Mother, please sit." ”

He glanced at her and sat down slowly.

"Oops!" Seeing Wen's hateful stare at him, Yang Liu scolded secretly, a little carried away, this time he offended Wen. She immediately looked at the color, looked at the nose, looked at the heart, and made a sculpture.

Xiao He and Xiuxiu slowly let go of their hands, and Wen really didn't dare to move anymore, and stood there with their heads down.

Xiuxiu picked up the clothes on the ground and looked at them: "Sister-in-law, don't be angry, it's just a small mouth, you can still wear it, if you don't dislike it, let me help you make it up." It just so happens that I still have a cloth of this color, and it won't have many patches, so I can't see it if I don't look closely. ”

"I said that the third brother and sister are really, aren't you just an old dress worn by the mountains, it is necessary to be so ruthless to your own sons and daughters? Clothes are made for people to wear, since they are worn, they may be broken, and they can be repaired if they are broken, you look at you like that, and you still want to leave this rotten clothes to your grandchildren? "After the noisy kung fu just now, Yu Shi had already taken a bun out of the pot. She finished eating the bun in her hand unhurriedly, and then walked over slowly, directly took Qiaoqiao's hand, and said, "Qiaoqiao, don't cry." Let's go and eat steamed buns with the second uncle. Don't be afraid, there is a second aunt to support you, I see if your mother dares to beat you. ”

If it weren't for the wrong time and occasion, Yang Liu really wanted to give Yu a thumbs up and a thumbs up, why did Yu suddenly be so domineering? It feels so cute.

Xiuxiu followed Yu and walked back to the stove room step by step, Tie Zhu looked at He with wet eyes, and then at Wen, because he was crying too quickly and hiccups occasionally. This farce has to come to an end here, Xiao He stabbed Wen's back, and Wen took a step forward: "Mother, I was wrong." ”

He naturally saw Xiao He's small movements, and it was impossible to dismantle his niece's platform in front of everyone, and snorted coldly: "Do you really know that it's wrong?" ”

"Yes."

For two days in a row, daughters-in-law scolded their respective children, and He felt that the problem was strict. It just so happened that Wen Shi hit the muzzle of the gun, and He Shi didn't intend to gently lift it, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Wen bit her lip, but she couldn't pull her head down to say what she was wrong, although she didn't confront He in person like Yu, but she still agreed with what Yu said yesterday, "He is my son, I can't beat him?" "Hit it, hit it, and there is a wrong statement? So she simply knelt on the ground, lowered her head and directly admitted her mistake without explaining the reason: "Mother, I was wrong." ”