"You've been watching the stall all along, big brother hasn't done anything, these rewards are for you."

Jiang Youmei pushed Jiang Mocheng's hand away and didn't ask for his money: "Big brother, I'm already very satisfied to be self-employed with you." I'm a woman, so it doesn't cost much. You're different, didn't you say to work hard to earn money and give your daughter-in-law a good life? I have two thousand two and I don't know how excited I am. ”

After speaking, Jiang Youmei's expression changed, and her face was full of sorrow: "How can I spend so much money?" ”

Jiang Mocheng loves this sister who was born in the same womb as him very much, seeing that she is not really sad, he laughed lowly, he reached over and rubbed her head: "This is a lot of money?" In the future, the eldest brother will let you earn 20,000, 100,000, 200,000, and 300,000. ”

Jiang Youmei opened her mouth wide and asked in surprise: "Three hundred thousand?" Isn't that going to fill your room? ”

"It's not much." Jiang Mocheng said.

At this time, the smell of rice wafted from outside.

Jiang Youmei sniffed, and her lips twitched: "It's really fragrant, when I first came in, everyone was killing chickens and ducks, and people who didn't know thought that our family was going to have a wine banquet." ”

Jiang Mocheng disagreed: "It's so lively, it's not a banquet." ”

"No, it's the person you hate the most and the person you hate the most is back." Jiang Youmei shook her head: "Our dad is really eccentric, treating Jiang Mobai as a treasure and treating you as grass." ”

Jiang Mocheng didn't care with a face: "It's okay for people all over the world to treat me as grass, as long as she doesn't treat me as grass." ”

Thinking of her in his heart, the corners of Jiang Mocheng's mouth raised, and his ink-like phoenix eyes flashed with a soft light.

Although Jiang Youmei has always dressed up neutrally, she looks like a boy at a glance, but after listening to Jiang Mocheng's words, she looked at him adoringly like a little fan girl: "You are not grass, you are in my heart, you will always be the eldest brother." ”

Jiang Mocheng glanced at her coldly: "I was originally your eldest brother." ”

"Can you hurry up? Plucking a duck feather for an hour, it's an eyesore to look at. Go and go, go and wash those two buckets of clothes, and you don't have to pluck the duck feathers. ”

At this time, Yang Qin's scolding and cheering came from outside.

"I'm almost done." Wang Xiaoying's weak voice came.

Hearing this, Jiang Mocheng's eyes sank.

He got up and put on his sweater and coat hanging from the shelf in front of the bed.

The royal blue turtleneck, with a black double-breasted coat, and the most popular black trousers in Yangcheng, the whole person instantly became taller and more handsome.

Jiang Mocheng put the money in his coat pocket, put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the room.

Seeing his sister-in-law Liu Fuxing sneaking at the door of his room, Jiang Mocheng frowned unhappily.

The shock that came to her nose made Liu Fuxing stunned, and she quickly turned around and left.

Jiang Mocheng came out and stood under the eaves, and his eyes like an eagle falcon stopped at Wang Xiaoying, who was squatting by the well to wash clothes.

After almost an hour of plucking, the hands of the duck feathers were already red from the cold.

Now I'm doing laundry again, and my hands aren't as red as human skin.

She washed not the clothes of her husband and children, but the clothes of Yang Qin and Yang Qin's two daughters-in-law.

Jiang Mocheng didn't like Wang Xiaoying's hard work in front of Yang Qin, as if she was Yang Qin's maid, she was obviously his wife.

Look at Yang Qin again?

She carried the duck into the stove room and lit a fire.

At this time, who doesn't want to make a fire, sitting in front of the stove to make a fire is very easy, without touching the stinging cold water, and can still keep warm.

Yang Qin's third daughter-in-law sat in front of the stove and leisurely nibbled on melon seeds. The eldest daughter-in-law was sneaking at the door of his room just now, and after he found out and ran out, he didn't know where he went.

After a while, Yang Qin came out of the stove room with a pot, put the pot next to Wang Xiaoying, and said in the tone of the hostess to the maid: "Brush the pot first, ah...... I've only worn a new sweater once, how can you rub it so hard! ”

After speaking, Yang Qin kicked Wang Xiaoying's shoulder and scolded: "Get out!" ”

Wang Xiaoying fart. The strand sat on the ground.

Jiang Mocheng looked at it, his eyes were cold, and he strode over.

He was menacing, and there was a sense of anger around him.

Yang Qin looked at him walking over like Luo Xiu and was stunned.

"Smack!"