Chapter Seventy-Three: The Wilted Li Laofu
"Mother, what's wrong?"
Li Yingxue didn't care to explain to Xiaohua what a metaphor was, jumped off the kang and rushed out of the house like an arrow.
"This is not to let our girls live! Boss, you left too early, see if your father and mother are doing personnel? ”
Du Qiujuan sat on the ground, patting the ground with her hands, her face full of tears, her eyes desperate, as if the sky was falling.
Li Yingxue followed her gaze and saw the bag of cornmeal that the family gave them, with a thin layer of yellow freshbud rice flour on the top, and a black cornmeal underneath, exuding a strange smell and knots.
Is this for people to eat? If you feed the animals, you have to fear death from medicine.
"It's too lacking in virtue, I'll go to them."
Li Yingxue was immediately angry, her little face was flushed with anger, she rolled up her sleeves, and ran out of the door with a menacing attitude.
"Don't go, you're alone, I'll detain you when I go."
Du Qiujuan hugged Li Yingxue's thigh, refused to let go, and persuaded her daughter while crying.
"Then let them bully like this? Mother, I don't look for them, I can always find the village chief's wife, right? ”
Li Yingxue's chest rose and fell rapidly, and her eyes erupted with fire.
This is too bullying, like my mother said, it is to force them to death.
"Forget it, the village chief was scratched for the sake of our family's affairs, and the pimple soup that people sent him today, I can't trouble him anymore."
Du Qiujuan looked sad, she also hated the pair of black-hearted in-laws, but today's matter, she didn't plan to pursue it anymore, and she was dumb.
The people in the village have everything to say, and then they are making trouble for some food, just the mother-in-law's mouth, the black can be said to be white, and she will definitely say that she is framed.
After all, the village chief was also present when the family was separated, and he personally counted the things, and now he ran out to talk nonsense and put the village chief inside.
At that time, he will feel that their girls will take revenge, and he will not pay attention to her family's affairs in the future.
"Mother, you wait, I won't let them have a good time."
Li Yingxue's lungs were about to explode, her eyes were spewing fire, and her teeth were clucking.
She also thought of the relationship between the village chief, Li Laofu gave them a dumb loss, wilted and wilted, and it was all damaged.
"Forget it, let's eat a trench and grow wise, and we won't have anything to do with them in the future."
Du Qiujuan sighed, didn't dare to let go of her daughter's thighs, and stood up from the ground with her arms around her.
In the past, the girl was a noodle pinch, how her grandmother and grandfather pinched it, but now it's a cannon fight, just a little bit, don't look at it, you have to cause a big thing.
"Hmph, I'm afraid that if we give this step, they will force ten steps forward."
Li Yingxue watched her mother struggle to get up, and hurriedly helped her, a little angry, but she also knew that now was not the time to attack.
"I'll talk about it later, let's hurry up and rub some bud rice, and go to the mill to grind it in a while, otherwise we won't have anything to eat tomorrow."
Du Qiujuan shook her head weakly, feeling that her in-law's house was a big fishing net, and she and the child were the fish in the net.
"Mother, didn't my Uncle Wang bring fat and fat? Let's put it in the pot to refine the oil, and the oil residue can also be cabbage buns. ”
Li Yingxue remembered the fat brought by Uncle Wang, her mother gave him money, but people didn't accept it, and she didn't want to kick the door of the old Wang's house again, and the woman of that power was annoyed.
"Okay, it's hot, if you don't refine oil, the meat should be bad."
Du Qiujuan then remembered, and hurriedly ran to the yard to bring the piece of fat into the house, at this time, they all killed pigs and refined oil for a year during the New Year.
Usually no one is reluctant, light the stove pit, when the cauldron is hot, rub it with pig skin, and the new pot is made like this, durable, not easy to rust.
Cut the fat and throw it into the pot, put some water on it, stew it first, and when the water is gone, the oil will be added, and a strong fragrance wafts out of the house.
Xiaohua stood by the pot with drooling, and her big black eyes kept looking at the meat in the pot.
"Little gluttonous cat." Li Yingxue nodded her little nose, but her heart was sour and uncomfortable.
When the door was opened in the summer, the fragrance wafted out of the house, and someone outside the door smelled it, and went back to make a fuss.