Chapter 112: The one who gives meat is the daughter-in-law
The fragrance was wafting in the courtyard of Jiang Xiaochi, and those who should have lived before and after stood on tiptoe and couldn't help but look at Jiang Xiaochi's courtyard.
What kind of food, isn't it wild vegetable bud rice porridge? Why did the reward chicken just be killed!
But looking forward to the three old hens and the big rooster standing proudly in the yard, I couldn't stop muttering in my heart: The chickens are still there, where does this smell come from?
After listening for a while, you will understand where the chickens are coming from. Look at people's ideas, I can't wait to go around the mountains.
Especially Aunt Zhu next door, who lives recently, the yard is full of fragrance. Aunt Zhu stood in the courtyard for a while, but unfortunately the newly built wall was an eyesore, and she couldn't wait to turn over from the wall when she smelled the fragrance.
Aunt Zhu complained in her heart: What kind of luck is this, it's just a matter of rice and gluttony, and today is stewed chicken, which doesn't make people live.
Regardless of whether there are big people present in the courtyard, Aunt Zhu is not stage frightened at all: "Gluttonous girl, the first time you do it, will you do it?" Do you need a lady to help you? ”
I knew that Aunt Zhu had been hanging around in the courtyard, and I didn't need Jiang Xiaochi to guess what Aunt Zhu was in her stomach.
This little person in the village, Aunt Zhu and Tian Hua are just the same, Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten without skin and face. The two are cheeky and tied for first place, regardless of each other.
Before Jiang Xiaochi could speak, Wang Erzi took the words directly: "Don't mind Auntie, it's just a chicken, fat is fat, but it can't stand the crowd, and the east and west will be gone." Besides, the gluttonous girl won't do it, I will! What a big deal, how to make meat is not fragrant! ”
After Wang Erlezi finished fighting Aunt Zhu, he looked at Huang Dahe with low eyebrows, and said: "Director Huang, don't be surprised, the rural mother-in-law is like this, and she can't see others eating well." ”
Huang Dahe didn't say anything, and he agreed with Wang Er's leper approach in his heart. Those who are delicious and lazy, and those who are a little more honest will be taken advantage of by this person.
Aunt Zhu was shameless, and she was slapped in the face.
"Phew! Have you ever eaten chicken, look at you, let's catch one on the mountain when we go back. Leaving a word, Aunt Zhu walked back to the house in a gloomy manner.
Jiang Xiaochi quickly recalled the memory of the original owner, and the original owner really didn't seem to have the memory of eating chicken, even if he had very little memory of eating good things.
The floodgates of memory opened, and the memories of the original owner instantly poured into Jiang Xiaochi's mind.
When Jiang Dalin was alive, in order to save ten yuan for Boss Jiang every year, his family lived with his trouser belt almost every day.
finally survived, and within a few days, Jiang Dalin died heroically and became a martyr. The flowers were harvested, and Aunt Zhu's neighbors also took a lot of advantage from living there, otherwise the original owner would not have been starved to death so easily.
The original owner's emotions were all written on Jiang Xiaochi's face, and it took a while for Jiang Xiaochi to find that everyone's eyes were focused on him.
Jiang Xiaochi was a little embarrassed to be stared at: "Don't say it, it's really the first time I've eaten chicken." ”
Just by looking at the posture, the big guy knows how many grievances Jiang Xiaochi has suffered in the past.
Song Lao Er glanced at Aunt Zhu's yard next door, and roared vigorously: "What is it if you haven't eaten it, the chicken thighs will be given to you for a while, let's stew the chicken a little more fragrantly, steal chickens and dogs to eat something every day, who is in this eye!" ”
Wang Er's leper followed closely behind, deliberately raising his voice: "It is said that the girl will comb her hair when she eats chicken wings, and the wings will be left for our sister." ”
…… Belch? Jiang Xiaochi touched the two braids that he had helped indiscriminately, because he didn't see oil and water dry up like straw all year round, even if he ate ten chicken wings, he probably couldn't comb his hair.
Song Lao Er saw Jiang Xiaochi's thoughts, and said without saying anything: "Go back and drink two more sips of chicken soup, and I'll help you wash it again at night, and your hair will be smooth and smooth." ”
Jiang Xiaochi: "......"
After living for so many years, Jiang Xiaochi has never blushed so much, how can a good half-sized son speak so brainlessly.
In this courtyard, except for Jiang Dawu, including Huang Dahe, they are all single, and they were sprinkled with dog food by Song Laoer, and they couldn't wait to stuff him into the well immediately.
Wang Er's leper didn't want Song Lao Er and Jiang Xiaochi to get too close, so the sister protection mode was immediately opened: "I said the second child, don't always be close to my sister if it's okay." looks like your dad, who knows if you follow your dad's crooked eyes. Maybe you will go to the city to stay in the flower world for two days, and the girls in the school will be like Gai Ling, and you will have to become Chen Shimei before you know two words. ”
Song Lao Er was angry: "Why am I Chen Shimei?" My dad is my dad and I am me. I will also be a progressive education in the future, how can I be that enlightened? ”
Wang Er's leper shook his head three times: "Every good one of your old Song family is not allowed to succeed!" Your father sees the wind blowing in his ears, and today he will regret his marriage, and he can't write two Song characters with one stroke. When you look back, you cry and shout to be a filial son, my sister-in-law has a clean reputation, but I can't help your old Song family to slander back and forth. ”
In fact, Wang Er's leper doesn't understand why Song Lao Er is like a greedy girl, it's good to be able to make do with getting married, as for making people so lifeless! And again and again to express my heart.
Although I thought that Song Lao and the two were not bad, I had no opinion on taking in Jiang Xiaotang Wang Er's leprosy. But compared with Jiang Xiaochi, the status cannot be compared at all.
There is a conspiracy, there must be a conspiracy.
Song Lao Er was anxious to cry: "Aren't I going to change my surname to Jiang?" I have nothing to do with the old Song family. ”
To tell the truth, based on how Song Lao Shui usually treats the girl and how he treats himself, Song Lao Er has no nostalgia at all. On the other hand, Jiang Xiaochi is different, he is giving cakes and meat, these days with Jiang Xiaochi, Song Lao Er has not had oil and water in his stomach.
If you have milk, you are a mother, and if you give meat, you must be a daughter-in-law. If it weren't for Jiang Xiaochi's fineness, he always stuffed delicious food into his mouth, he must have himself in his heart.
The girl is young, and she is like this to herself, and she doesn't say it, which is embarrassing, but she must have it in her heart.
Song Lao Er felt that he had to take the lead in expressing himself as a man, his face was flushed, and he hesitated for a long time before he spoke:
"If it weren't for the fact that Captain Jiang and Director Huang were here, the food on the horizontal and vertical tables would be passable, and it would be considered festive to have wine and meat. Today, we should have a family banquet, no matter whether we are in the same room or not, I and the gluttonous girl have decided in advance. Otherwise, I always feel that someone is behind my back, and I can't see me marrying a good daughter-in-law. ”
As soon as he finished saying this, the people in the courtyard stopped talking.
Sleep together? You kid dare to think about it!
The people in the courtyard are all thinking about this sentence.
Seeing that everyone didn't say anything, Song Lao Er hurriedly looked at Jiang Xiaochi: "Gluttonous girl, what do you say?" Anyway, it's a matter of time or night, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, let's settle the matter today, lest I have a long night and a lot of dreams, and I'm always worried that others will rob me of my daughter-in-law. ”
Da Shunzi listened to it with a weak heart: Who will rob you! I didn't say anything!
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