Chapter 2: Poor as a clang
He frowned, hugged the unconscious fat daughter-in-law, and put it on the bed that was too old to see the original color.
One leg of the bed was broken, and it was padded with a few mud bricks, and the wardrobe next to it was no better, a corner was missing, the door was gone, the round table in the middle of the room had many holes because of the moth, and the chair next to the round table was also very tattered, and none of the furniture in the room was intact.
The stench in the house comes from the messy clutter that has piled up next to the broken furniture.
There were moldy steamed buns, spoiled meals, rotten fruits, spoiled maggot-stricken bacon, stinking dirty clothes, dirty socks, and all sorts of things he could think of or couldn't think of that could stink.
He hasn't been home for three months, and no one has cleaned the house, so these things should have been piled up here for three months, and his daughter-in-law is not only ugly, but also has very bad living habits.
"Third child, how is Yueniang? fell to such a deep place, I am afraid that there is an internal injury, or you go and buy some medicine for her, the Shen family married someone over, and our Liang family can't wronged her. Liang Zhongfu asked outside the door, he himself didn't want to enter the stinky house, besides, he was a father-in-law, and it was not appropriate to enter his daughter-in-law's room.
"Hmm." Liang Hanchu walked out of the house. "Dad, I'll go back to the county to buy some medicine for her, while it's still early."
"Okay, there you go."
Liang Zhongfu waved at his son. No matter how bad the reputation of the Shen family is, in the end, it is also kind to the Liang family, when his leg disease recurred, if it weren't for Shen Xiancheng's money, he didn't know if he could survive it, so no matter how much his daughter-in-law usually was, he would still let her.
After Liang Hanchu left, Liang Zhongfu also quickly escaped from the stinky house, and the farther away the better.
No one noticed that the eyelids of the fat woman lying on the bed moved slightly.
Shen Yingyue woke up in a daze, startled by the garbage dump-like environment in front of her, she couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly ran out of the house.
The original owner was divorced by the eldest son of Lu, and was arranged by his father to marry into the Liang family, and he couldn't accept the gap from a young grandmother in a medicine merchant to a rural peasant woman, so he was dissatisfied with the Liang family.
The miscellaneous items in the house were stolen by her from all over the village, robbed, and piled up there, deliberately making the Liang family unhappy. She glanced at it a few times, where was this to vent her dissatisfaction with her husband's family? It's clearly torturing yourself.
She took off the cotton cloth on her body and used it as a mask to cover her mouth and nose, opened the tattered window for ventilation, and then grabbed the bamboo broom in the corner of the room that was full of green and mildew, and swallowed the mountain of garbage on the ground to throw it away.
After talking about whether to live with Liang Hanchu or not, she first guaranteed that she would not be smoked to death. In her previous life, she died because of a plane crash, but she was reborn easily, and she was killed by this harsh living environment.
The worn-out furniture and rammed earth floors were still stained with dirt, and there was a musty, rancid smell that had to be cleaned to get rid of the smell of the house.
Shen Yingyue put down the broom in her hand and went out to find a bucket to carry water.
When they walked to the kitchen where the living utensils were placed, Liang Zhongfu, the father-in-law, and Liang Jing, the eldest son of the big house, were cleaning up the pots and pans in the kitchen.
"Moon...... Yueniang, are you okay? Liang Zhongfu was obviously a little surprised when he saw that Shen Yingyue was good, and Liang Jing hid behind him in horror.