Yes, it was Yang Cuijuan's brother who was shouting outside, Yang Fugui.

When it comes to the word "bandit" of Zhao Yunniang, it is not casual nonsense, it is really Yang Fugui's work is very ugly, obviously from a neighboring village, but he has to bring his two sons to find Yang Cuijuan at the end of three days, and he always comes with food, and when he leaves, he also asks Yang Cuijuan to take some things from home.

Eggs, cakes, food and play, and even small stools were taken away.

Whenever Yang Cuijuan's brother is mentioned, it is a joke in ten miles and eight villages.

Shen Mi divided a few pieces of the ribs in the bowl to Zhao Yunniang, and when she saw her, she raised a smile again: "Sister eats it too~"

Tut.

Zhao Yunniang resisted the urge to pinch the little tender face, and finished the meal silently, when Yang Cuijuan went to open the door, Shen Mi also finished eating, and wanted to jump down while holding on to the table, Zhao Yunniang looked at her little appearance, and reached out in disgust to pick up Shen Mi and put it on the ground steadily.

"Like a turnip head, be a short old lady after not eating more."

This person is lazy, but his heart is not bad.

Shen Mi grinned: "Mi Mi is full!" ”

It's still holding on.

Yang Fugui came in with two children, and the two boys ran to the dining table with a familiar car, Yang Fugui pretended to be modest: "Ouch, it's not the right time to come, are you eating?" ”

When the two boys saw the bones on the table, they howled at once: "Dad! They didn't leave us with meat! I want to eat meat! ”

It's really my own home.

Zhao Yunniang pouted: "Your father has money to gamble, does he have money to buy meat?" ”

Yang Fugui's face was not good-looking.

It's one thing for him to do this, and people say he doesn't like to hear it.

Seeing that she was about to quarrel, Aunt Zhao came forward in time: "You haven't eaten yet, have you?" There are two more loaves in the pot, and I'll get them for you. ”

Yang Fugui rubbed his hands: "Then what's embarrassing...... Auntie smear some chili noodles! ”

“……”

Shen Mi was amazed, this can be requested, and there is no one with the cheeks.

Could it be that this is hereditary?

While thinking, Shen Mi went to the kitchen to get warm goat's milk and prepared to feed it to his little nephew.

Thinking of the enthusiasm of the baby when he drinks goat's milk, his heart is about to melt.

When the little baby first saw Shen Mi, he snorted aggrievedly, as if accusing Shen Mi of leaving him alone in the house.

However, when he saw the bowl in Shen Mi's hand, he was so happy that his two little hands were fluttering.

The little man knew that this was his own food.

"Ahhh~"

Shen Mi was amused by him like this, and hurriedly picked up the person and fed it carefully.

Outside, Yang Fugui was chewing on the cakes, and he didn't forget to chat with Aunt Zhao: "Auntie has been busy lately, right?" ”

He also sprayed some unknown objects from time to time when he spoke, and Aunt Zhao sat away silently: "Busy." ”

I don't want to say more.

But Yang Fugui didn't have that eyesight.

"Auntie, your peach blossom wine is a must, even the county master praises it, then you see, when you send the wine up this year, can you let the county master also taste my family's ......"

Since the peach blossom wine in Zhaojia Village has become famous, the surrounding villages have followed suit, but after all, it is not as good as Zhaojia Village's winemaking for generations, and there is nothing special about what others have made, and even the taste is dull and there is no wine aroma.

Ordinary people generally gave up after trying a few times with no effect, only Yang Fugui's family refused to stop.

It's not that they are persevering, but they always want to rely on this in-law relationship with Aunt Zhao's family to sell their own wine in the name of Aunt Zhao to get a bargain.

To put it bluntly, he is too lazy to struggle, and he just wants to live with a dead face and a good life that does not belong to him.