Chapter 125: The Past
A crisp slap sounded, and Third Sister Yang was stunned. Mrs. Shen and Fourth Sister Yang were also stunned.
Sister Yang was quite proud, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
On weekdays, she was jealous that the third sister married the official master and became the official wife, and the fourth sister married the richest man with extravagant food and clothing, and jealous that the third sister was only a well-off family, but the husband and wife were harmonious, but she was the only one, because of her mother's damn selfishness, let her continue the incense of her mother's mother's family, causing her to marry her cousin at a young age.
Brother-in-law Yang is an idle man, and he can't arouse his interest in anything except gambling money.
This time I came to the Yang family to condole, and Yang's brother-in-law came with a lottery.
He lost his eyes when gambling money, and he made disrespectful remarks to the Bodhisattva next to him, and he didn't know if it was the Bodhisattva's eyes or a coincidence, he fell after scolding the Bodhisattva, and his finger was broken.
If it weren't for Liu's death, the couple would have come to the Yang family to mourn, and at this time, Sister Yang would have beaten up Brother-in-law Yang at home. However, Brother-in-law Yang is not afraid of her, and he doesn't dare to be too horizontal for Sister Yang, and in the end he can get her in bed.
Third Sister Yang came back to her senses, felt that her face was hot, and when she was about to fight back, she was stopped by the second sister, Mrs. Shen, and the fourth sister Yang.
"They are all sisters, don't hurt the harmony." Mrs. Shen persuaded.
Third Sister Yang was depressed: "She slapped me in the face, what kind of harmony do I tell her?" ”
Sister Yang was very arrogant: "I'm the eldest sister, what's wrong with me beating you?" You are all little sisters in front of me, and the eldest sister is like a mother, and I should teach you all the lessons. ”
Third Sister Yang sneered: "Are you embarrassed to call yourself the eldest sister?" How did you, the eldest sister, set an example for us sisters? The husband and husband are not successful, the son and son are not successful, and the family lives on debt. Which of our three sisters hasn't been borrowed by your family? That's how you set an example for your eldest sister? Disgusting! Bah! ”
Sister Yang was stabbed in the scar, and she was annoyed and angry for a while. She was about to rush over to teach Third Sister Yang a lesson, but Mrs. Shen and Fourth Sister Yang were sandwiched between her and Third Sister Yang, and she couldn't get close and slap Third Sister Yang again, so she could only curse with a quick tongue.
"Why can't my husband become a child and my son can't become a child, isn't it because I don't marry well? Why did I marry into someone like that? It's not because I'm the eldest sister. My mother took me as the wrongdoer. But if you are me, if I am not the eldest sister, how old are you if I am not a false person, and I still need to be taken by my mother to her bullshit mother's family to succeed incense? If you are me, you are the eldest daughter of the Yang family, then now, it is you who jump into the fire pit. ”
Sister Yang compares her in-laws' family to a fire pit, and it is nothing to be heard by the Yang sisters, but it is not a taste to be heard by the eldest brother-in-law Yang. Originally, the quarrel between women was inconvenient for him to join as a big man, but at this moment he jumped out, but instead of helping his wife teach other sisters-in-law, he came to blame his wife.
"Yang Dani, what do you mean? Our old Tang family is a fire pit, I forced you to jump? I begged you to marry me? "Brother-in-law Yang is indeed aggrieved, his cousin is not his wish to be his wife, he originally fell in love with a girl in the same village, but the family can't pay the dowry money, so he has to give up. Not only does she not have to pay a dowry when marrying Yang Dani as his wife, but her aunt Mrs. Yang also has a large amount of dowry. This is a pie-in-the-sky thing for Yang's brother-in-law. He was content. But Yang Dani married and gave birth to two sons. The two sons grew up day by day. He is a lazy person, he can't support the family with his hands, and he really lives a tight life relying on the relief of his aunt's family.
Brother-in-law Yang faced his wife's abuse and accusations every day, and was very depressed. However, he has no skills. You can only get by gambling. How can you win every day with gambling money? has not lost his wife and children for so many years, even if he is capable. This has always been something that Brother-in-law Yang feels very proud of. Whenever Sister Yang scolded him for having no ability to gamble, he stalked his neck and said confidently: "I didn't lose the gambling of my wife and children." Who are you to scold me? ”
Yang's brother-in-law is a broken family, if it is another identity, the Yang family can come forward to teach him, but this son-in-law is Mrs. Yang's nephew, Mrs. Yang watched the decline of her mother's family, and there was only such a nephew left, and she couldn't bear to teach him a lesson and criticize him, so she could only keep relieving.
Mrs. Yang is the adopted daughter of the Tang family.
The old lady's biological family is not rich. His father was poor and sick, and his mother remarried, and when she remarried, she took away her sister and younger brother, leaving only the young Mrs. Yang. Mrs. Yang is still very old now, and she often dreams in her dreams about her mother's remarriage that day.
The mother led her sister and brother out of the village, and she kept chasing after her. Her mother took a bamboo pole and beat her hard at the entrance of the village. knocked Mrs. Yang to the ground again and again, just to stop her from following him.
Mrs. Yang also understands her mother, it is not easy for a mother to remarry a woman with two children, and if she is brought again, I am afraid that she will be disgusted by the new mother-in-law's family. Besides, my father was sick in bed and needed someone to take care of her, and Mrs. Yang, who was only seven or eight years old, could only wipe her tears and return to her poor and dilapidated home.
The family was so poor that they didn't have a grain of rice to cook. She was so hungry that she had to boil water to drink. My father died in the middle of the night on the day my mother remarried. She slept until she woke up in the middle of the night, and when she touched her father beside her, her body was already cold, and when she touched her father's nose again, there was no snort. She was scared, desperate, sad and sad. Her father is gone, and so is her only relative. In the middle of the night in that dilapidated house, the young old lady Yang wailed and cried.
Next door lived an old woman in her seventies and eighties. When he heard her cry, he knocked on the wall and asked her to go and sleep with her. Mrs. Yang covered the quilt for her father, straightened her hands and feet, and ran to the old lady next door to spend the night in the dark. The next day, the old woman helped her to bury her father.
The young Mrs. Yang asked the old woman why she was not afraid, and the old woman said that she had buried the bodies of her four sons with her own hands, and that there was nothing to be afraid of, and that people always had to die.
The old woman asked Mrs. Yang what she planned to do next.
The young Mrs. Yang said she wanted to go to her mother. The old woman felt bad about the idea and suggested that she go to her aunt. The old woman gave an old hen she had raised to Mrs. Yang. She said, give this hen to your aunt as a welcome gift, and she will take you in.
However, the young Mrs. Yang did not listen to the old woman, she went over the mountains to the place where her mother had remarried, and threw the hen that the old woman had given her into the backyard of the house where her mother had remarried. When her mother chased her out, Mrs. Yang had already gone over the mountains to find her aunt.
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Ladies and gentlemen, this story was written very unhappily, and there were tears in my eyes.
I salute my poor grandmother, who has passed away, and hope that she will be a blessed young lady in the next life.