Everyone at the table was laughing and laughing.

My dad was drinking with my eldest uncle, occasionally chatting about something interesting, and turning his head to discuss it with Widow Zhang.

Ma Hao, Ma Feng and others were eating hotly, and even Zhang Qiongyu played with the cousin of the second aunt's family.

Only Shen Bi and I, like two incompatible dog-tailed grasses, held the small cake in the bowl, and looked at the people around us in a daze.

After a long time, Widow Zhang, who had been smiling gently, excused herself to drink water, stood up to go to the kitchen to get a cup, and greeted me, "Xiao Jiang, there are still two big dishes in the kitchen, you can help me bring them out." ”

"Yes, yes, let the little girl go to work with her, and when she comes, she sits like a big lady, and she doesn't know how to help." My grandmother now treats Widow Zhang as the pearl of her palm, and I have become a maiden.

I smiled, didn't bother, stood up and followed Widow Zhang obediently.

Shen Bi sat there looking at me nervously, I gave her a reassuring look, and then went into the kitchen.

"Xiao Jiang, take this mutton soup out, yes, it's the big beige casserole, did you find it?" Widow Zhang unceremoniously aroused me.

I lowered my head and sneered, thinking to myself that I had lived here for more than ten years, could I not know.

However, the face was still very obedient, so I picked up a towel, wrapped the ears of the casserole, and brought out the mutton soup and put it on the table.

Then I went back to the kitchen.

But the kitchen door was shut, and I reached out and pushed, good fellow, and it was locked.

In order to pave the way for the next plot, I deliberately reached out and knocked on the door, shouting at the top of my voice, "Aunt Zhang, why did you lock the kitchen door." ”

Everyone looked at it curiously.

There was still no movement inside.

I reached out and knocked on the door again, and after a while, Widow Zhang replied in a panic, "You wait, I spilled the soup, I'll clean up and open the door." ”

My grandmother's face darkened all at once.

My dad was also stunned for a moment, but quickly came back to his senses to make up for Widow Zhang, "She has been a little weak these days, maybe the child is growing, let's go back and let Shen Jiang take it, don't slip to hurt the child." ”

As soon as she heard that her eldest grandson was involved, my grandmother's face softened.

I lowered my head and sneered.

Let you lie and make up for it, now my grandmother is more tolerant, the more she has expectations for her grandson, and the drama will be more lively after a while!

After about two or three minutes, Widow Zhang opened the door with a smile and let me in.

After that, she began to instruct me, "Xiao Jiang, that soup, yes, corn soup, you bring it out, oops, how are you so careless, I'll serve it, don't fall on you, come and give it to me......"

I held a big bowl of corn custard in my hand, and watched Widow Zhang finish singing the big drama with emotion, and bent down to grab the bowl from me.

As a good child who respects the old and loves the young, I immediately stuffed the steaming corn soup into her hand and took the towel away.

"Ah......" Widow Zhang froze, and the hot heat in her hand made her subconsciously throw the corn soup out.

With the "click" of the porcelain breaking, Widow Zhang screamed and fell limply to the ground.

"Why...... Xiao Jiang ...... Why ......" Widow Zhang deserves to be Widow Zhang, her hands are hot and swollen and she doesn't forget to act in front of me, "Why do you treat me like this, I know you hate me for robbing your mother's position, but I really love your father." ”

At this time, everyone in the hall outside finally heard the "accident" in the kitchen, and they rushed over.

My dad grabbed the first one, saw Widow Zhang lying in a mess with tears on her face, yelled, raised her hand and rushed towards me.

I held my head up and glared at him fiercely.

My father's raised arm froze, and after a moment, he turned a corner and helped Widow Zhang's waist.

"Zhang Min, Zhang Min." My dad is like the martial arts male protagonist in the TV series, holding the upper body of Widow Zhang, and calling anxiously, "Zhang Min, how are you, don't scare me." ”

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, what's wrong with you?" My grandmother was just as nervous as my dad, but her focus was on Widow Zhang's stomach, "Do you have a stomachache?" Do you have a bad stomach? Is the child okay? ”

Zhang Min opened her eyes weakly, and before she could start speaking, my aunt suddenly pointed at her and shouted, "Blood, blood......"

My grandmother took one look at the bright red puddle and rolled her eyes and fainted.

My grandfather quickly pinched her man.

My grandmother woke up and slapped me on the shoulder, "You beast, that's your own brother, your father's own brother, why are you so ruthless, why are you so ruthless." ”

"Grandma, I didn't." I bit my lip and argued, "I really didn't, it was she who suddenly came up to grab the bowl with me, and I was afraid of hurting her, so I gave the bowl to her, and then she collapsed." ”

"Didn't you say that you should serve it, what are you doing with the bowl for her, you still say that you are not a heart, you are just like your mother, a ruthless animal." My grandmother pointed at the tip of my nose and yelled.

Although everything in front of me was expected, I was still a little sad in my heart.

I lowered my head and said no more.

My grandfather sighed and looked at me, his gaze was not as gentle as before, with a faint reproach, "Xiao Jiang, no matter how you say it, it's also a life." ”

"You are not allowed to speak of my sister." Shen Bi, who was blocked at the outermost, squeezed over desperately, blocked in front of me, and said menacingly, "Have you figured out the truth?" Just blame my sister, this woman was able to spill the soup just now, why can't she fall down on her own now? Why do you depend on my sister? ”

"Then why doesn't my aunt rely on Shen Jiang instead of others, she must have done something herself." Ma Hao watched the excitement from the sidelines and shouted without fear of anything.

This damn hell logic!

Shen Bi glanced at Ma Hao angrily, "Then if you fall, what did you do to the ground, otherwise why didn't the ground fall on others, but fell you." ”

Ma Hao was blocked for a moment and stopped talking.

My grandfather sighed, stopped the children's noise, and looked at my dad, "Let's rush to the hospital, no matter what, if you can save it." ”

"It's useless, Dad." My dad said weakly, "That's a pile of blood, Xiao Jiang's mother also had a miscarriage back then, and the blood is the same as this, and she hasn't given birth to a child since then." ”

When my grandmother heard this, her face turned a little pale, "Evil, evil, this is the queen of the Shen family!" ”

At this time, Widow Zhang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly moved, opened her eyes, and said weakly, "Don't blame Xiaojiang's child, if you want to blame me, blame my miserable life, I am destined to lose this child, my son, ......"

Her words led the finger back to me again.

My grandmother looked up, suddenly bent down to pick up a rolling pin from the ground, and started whipping at me.

The kitchen was empty, and the door was blocked, so I couldn't dodge, and I took several sticks.

Shen Bi screamed and hugged me, wanting to be beaten for me, but how could I be reluctant, and I protected her back.

After being beaten so hard for more than a dozen times, my dad finally spoke up, "Mom, Mom...... Okay, okay, you just killed Xiao Jiang, and this kid won't come back. ”

"I'm going to kill this animal, she's just as vicious as her mother, I'm going to kill her, I'm going to avenge my grandson." My grandmother said viciously.

"Wife, it's okay." My grandfather also persuaded on the side, "Besides, it's too late, let's send Qiongyu's mother to the hospital quickly, otherwise even the adults won't be able to save it at that time." ”

My grandmother threw away the rolling pin in disgust and turned around to get out of here.

For her, Widow Zhang has never been a fart, all she values is that grandson.

Now that the grandson is gone, look at the meaning of my father's words, he may not be able to give birth in the future.

In that case, why be nice to her.

"Wait a minute." Seeing that my grandmother was about to leave the kitchen, I called out to her, "Grandma, although you just hit me, I still have to make it clear that I didn't touch Aunt Zhang at all, she fell on her own." ”

Without waiting for my grandmother to curse again, I took two steps back, opened the door of the cupboard, rummaged through it for a moment, pulled out a chicken that had just died and was still warm, and threw it in front of Widow Zhang.

"Aunt Zhang, can you explain, when did this chicken kill?" I looked at Widow Zhang fixedly.

"This ......" Widow Zhang was stunned and said thoughtfully, "This is what I killed before, I want to stew and eat, but ......"

"Oh, I killed it before, but the chicken is still warm when I touch it, how long ago was that?" I looked at her with a smile, "Was it when we were eating, Aunt Zhang was bored and killed a chicken to play?" ”

My aunt stood at the door, squatted down curiously and touched the chicken, and said in a fuss, "It's really warm, Qiong Yu's mother, what are you killing chickens for." ”

Widow Zhang screamed, her eyes turning rapidly, and at a glance she knew that she was thinking of words.

Without waiting for her to think clearly, I snatched the chicken from my aunt's hand, lifted the chicken upside down on her legs, and shook it twice, "Hey, this chicken that just died, it stands to reason that it must have chicken blood, where is this chicken blood?" Could it be that my dad wants to eat chicken blood, Aunt Zhang, you deliberately killed a chicken to get blood? ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Widow Zhang panicked and fell into my trap.

"Mom." Zhang Qiongyu was smarter than her mother, and quickly sensed that something was wrong, and wanted to remind Widow Zhang, but Shen Bi covered her mouth.

"This ...... This ......" My grandfather looked at the bloodless chicken in a daze, and then looked at the blood that had gradually coagulated under Widow Zhang's body, and his expression gradually condensed.

I covered my mouth and laughed, "Where's the blood?" Which of you just got it? Auntie, second aunt, auntie, have you eaten chicken blood? ”

Although my aunt hated me, she shook her head excitedly in line with the essence of being lively and not looking at nothing, "I didn't eat it." ”

"Oh, where did that blood go......" I rummaged through the pot as I pretended to be serious.

Shen Bi, the little clever ghost, just rightly added, "Sister, don't look for it, isn't it on the ground?" ”