Aunt Song: "You should look at the front, you will go to their house in the future, and don't come back if you have a kind." ”

Song Xiaosan: "Why am I going to their house, I don't call my second sister-in-law Mom." ”

After Song Xiaosan finished speaking, he put a piece of fungus in the cow flower bowl: "Flowers, you taste this, this is what my mother picked on the mountain in the autumn, and the meat is said." ”

The countryside is full of things all over the mountains, and who doesn't have them in their bowls!

Aunt Song smiled embarrassedly, and looked at Song Xiaosan, this son can't be offended anymore, the boss is unreliable, others don't know that they don't know? In the future, you may have to count on the third child.

Song Laozhuan glanced at the dining table, except for the fungus, which did not have his own dish, and he was almost choked by his son.

If it weren't for the sake of his own face, Song Lao would have thought about the face of the customer.

Blame yourself for not being a mother-in-law, it's good or not, you have to be a girl for the first time to set up rules, you have the ability to call the front yard over to cook for you!

I was angry, and I had to think of a way to get my face back in front of Niu Huahua: "The second child in the family is filial, and whatever is good in the family is bought at home." Don't laugh at your second brother, whose children don't care about their own family. ”

Niu Huahua exclaimed: "What's that joke?" I didn't expect the uncle to be so open-minded, in the future, I will marry Xiaosan, if my mother's family needs help with anything, I will make it clear in the future, I don't have to hide it in the future. ”

Song Lao's face was green, and he wanted to give himself a long face, but he didn't expect that one or two sentences would be exploited by Niu Huahua.

Is this insincerity angry with yourself, who wants the daughter-in-law to protect her mother's family.

The more uncomfortable Song Lao's face became, the more proud Niu Huahua became. Don't blame yourself for being unkind, you set rules for yourself before you enter the door, and who will you put on a face.

However, Song Laozhuan was too old to hold it, and he was no longer comfortable in his heart, and he didn't show it on his face: "Wait for the New Year, greet all the family, and our family will have a good meal together." ”

Song Xiaosan: "Then call me my second brother and sister-in-law?" ”

……

Another awkward topic.

Song Laozhuan looked at Niu Huahua: "My junior is like this, you can't chew a fart, don't worry about him."

It's said that there is a family, can there be one and a half missing? When the time comes, everyone in the family will come back, and we will all be a family in the future, have a meal, and recognize people. ”

Song Xiaosan: "Is there anything to recognize, and I didn't give money to change my mouth, so do you dare to respond." ”

Only whispered in my heart: If you are really urine, there is a kind of you who invite your two sisters-in-law over!

Song Laoshuan: "What time is it, you still don't open which pot to mention." Even if I don't give a penny, when your second brother and sister-in-law give birth, don't you have to call me grandpa? ”

Song Xiaosan: "What do you call your ancestor, my second brother is a son-in-law, and he doesn't have your surname Song when he gives birth." ”

Song Lao was angry, his daughter-in-law hadn't married yet, why did this kid suddenly have so hard wings.

Song Xiaosan's thoughts about his parents are really enough.

I got married because I wanted Song Lao Er and Jiang Xiaochi to sponsor something, but the original intention was that the brothers were tired and had nothing to do with calculations.

But his parents are different, and they thought that they could be better to Song Lao Er by taking advantage of the hospitalization. But in the end, he still couldn't escape the calculation, and Song Xiaosan was a little aggrieved for Song Lao'er.

It is said that the poor are poor, except for Boss Song, who has been dragging his feet, and his own family is not poor.

The meal was awkward, and Song Xiaosan missed the lively days of serving rice bowls at Jiang Xiaochi's house.

Song Xiaosan couldn't talk about disappointment, in fact, he had thought of this a long time ago. The temperament of his parents is not a day or two, and when the thirty Song boss comes back, there may be something else to do.

After eating, Song Lao Bolt wandered around the village for a while in a sullen manner, and bumped into Song Lao Er coming back from the big shed.

Song Laoshuan: "Ahem, second child, Ming'er 30 will come back for a reunion dinner at noon!" ”

This sentence is ordered, and there is no shredging in the slightest. The implication is that I am your son, and you have to listen to what I say.

Song Lao Er was stunned, and he thought that the sun was coming out in the west, but what day is tomorrow?

This is not a continuation of family affection, it is sincerity to add blockage to others.

Song Lao Er sighed, and this scene couldn't help but sigh: "Dad, tomorrow is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and it is not appropriate for me and the girl to celebrate the New Year at your place at noon."

I recruit out, which is equivalent to marrying, and the married girl sees her mother's lamp, and her brother's family is ruined.

My eldest brother will not have a good time in the coming year, and I don't want to let people pay attention to it behind my back. ”

"Phew!" Song Laoxian spitted, if it weren't for Song Xiaosan's marriage, he still expected him to take out money, and he would be able to turn around and leave.

Song Laozhuan endured his temperament: "For the New Year, don't talk about these unlucky things." I didn't talk to your mother that much, you go back and discuss with the girl first, maybe the girl will agree as soon as she opens her mouth? ”

Song Lao Er directly made the words clear: "Dad, you and I lack heart." I have joined the Jiang family, so don't make trouble here, you gave the money to change your mouth, and when I wait for the New Year, I will bring the girl over to pay you New Year's greetings, can't you? ”

Song Laoshuan: "Day by day, I know that I drill into the eye of money, you are not raised by me!" I knew that I would have raised you as a white-eyed wolf, and it was better to have a dog at home! ”

Song Lao Er has long been immune to this sentence: "Who has a dog and still doesn't enjoy food?" At the beginning, I was just spineless, and I didn't eat a bite of food at home when I was beaten to death. ”

Song Lao Er's homesick warmth was consumed by Song Lao Bolt sentence by sentence.

Song Laoshuan: "Then I want to come over early, and by the way, let the girl come over and give your mother a hand." So a big table guess, it's not appropriate for your mother to buy it alone. ”

Song Lao Er: "The girl and I can't go back on the first day of junior high school, don't talk about it at home, it's really inappropriate to let the girl go over to work for you." ”

Song Laozhuan was angry and had a headache: "What's suitable or inappropriate, whose daughter-in-law doesn't help her mother-in-law work?" ”

Song Lao Er: "Isn't there still a sister-in-law at home for the New Year?" Besides, I am the son-in-law who was recruited, and it stands to reason that the girl is the treatment of the new aunt.

Whose new aunt did you see come to the door and need to help the old mother-in-law work? ”

Song Laoshuan's face darkened: "What's wrong, just your daughter-in-law is expensive, and the juniors help the elders to work, so what's the point?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi is Song Lao's second anti-scale, if he doesn't give money to change his mouth, he will not be taken seriously, and if he doesn't pay attention to it and go to work, he will be tired and stupid.

His daughter-in-law still has to hurt herself, so she was calculated like this, how could Song Lao Er be so energetic.

"Dad, we all know it in our hearts. I have been taking things home a lot since I was a year, and you and your mother were hospitalized and the money girl didn't complain.

But I also want to be faced, if you still see me as your son, when I take the girl home for the New Year, you and my mother will give me a good face. ”

(My head hurts, my throat itches, and my ears hurt when I wear a mask every day.) ）

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