Chapter 13: The vegetable soup is gone
Her actions directly stunned everyone at a table.
Mei Xiuhua saw that her own cakes were divided, and she directly "snapped", and the chopsticks fell into the soup bowl and splashed Zhang Caifeng's water.
"No more!"
Mei Qingjiu picked up the chopsticks from the soup bowl and threw them on the ground next to him, "It's just right not to eat, save food for us who work." ”
As he spoke, he picked up the spoon in the soup bowl and scooped a big spoonful to Mei Jiaxing, and then quickly divided a part of it with his hands and feet to Chengcheng and Xiaocong.
At this time, it doesn't matter if the chopsticks are dirty or not, after all, some are good to eat.
Seeing that there were still a lot of them in the bowl, I divided some for myself, and poured the rest directly into Zhang Caifeng's bowl, "Third aunt, eat more, and those who work will have to eat." ”
Zhang Caifeng glanced at her gratefully.
Liu Xiaoli just wanted to say something to herself, but she saw that the bottom of the bowl was empty, and she couldn't help cursing in her heart, a dead girl with no conscience deserves to have no father and no mother, and she will give one soup and one will not give one.
Mei Xiuhua saw that all the soup belonging to her belonged to someone else's bowl, and her angry eyes rolled up.
"Mom, look at her, look at her, the third brother and the fourth brother, you are all dead? Just look at her bullying your sister like this? ”
This is going to change the usual, Mei Xiuhua shouted like this, Mei Laosan and Mei Laosi must come forward to help, these two still love their sisters very much. But before dinner, Mei Qingjiu had just said something to report, how could they dare to come forward? They are also afraid of being paraded through the streets and shaved their heads like those bad elements.
Mrs. Mei wanted to cry, make trouble, and hang herself as usual to pinch everyone, but she was also afraid that Mei Qingjiu would report it regardless of it, and it would be her old daughter who would suffer at that time.
I had to pull her old daughter and say, "Forget it, why don't you order the shepherd's cabbage soup, and then your mother will cook brown sugar eggs for you to eat." ”
Mei Xiuhua just gave up, but her mouth was very cheap, "Why don't you order the shepherd's cabbage soup, who is rare, you can eat it if you want, it's good to kill you." ”
Mei Qingjiu glanced at her, too lazy to take care of her.
Mei Xiuhua saw that she was silent, but she thought that she was envious of having brown sugar eggs to eat, and she was not proud.
After the meal, Zhang Caifeng cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and today it was her turn, and the things on the Mei family's pot table were all done by Zhang Caifeng, Liu Xiaoli and Mei Qingjiu in turn.
Mei Qingjiu went to boil some hot water, ready to wash herself, and in the afternoon she felt itchy and swishing, and she didn't know how long the original owner hadn't taken a bath.
Mrs. Mei came over to cook poached eggs for Mei Xiuhua, and when she saw that she was burning the fire, she said, "First help your fourth aunt nest a poached egg." ”
"If you want to eat, let her cook it herself, and don't eat it if she doesn't burn it."
"You dead girl, why are you so careful? It's easy to let you boil an egg, and it's not a matter of letting you go into the pan. "Mrs. Mei is really angry and about to explode every minute, why did this girl suddenly become so difficult?
"If you cook it and don't give it to me, why should I help her cook it? Love to eat or not. ”
Mrs. Mei saw that Mei Qingjiu really didn't cook, so she had to call Zhang Caifeng to come out and cook, Zhang Caifeng complained bitterly in her heart, but she didn't dare to resist Mrs. Mei like Mei Qingjiu. Because she is a daughter-in-law and not a granddaughter, if she resists, her mother-in-law will have to make trouble for her man to divorce her.
In these years, there is no surplus food in every household, if she is really divorced, her brother and sister-in-law at home will not be able to tolerate her, thinking of her situation and sighing.