Chapter Twenty-Four: Returning to the Door, Is There Too Much Stuff?
Cloudbeard is no longer the cold man he used to be, and now his eyes have actually changed.
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Shen Huazhuo's craftsmanship was too good, the two of them were well fed, watched the sun slowly climb out, and began to pick up things back to their parents' house.
Thinking of the original owner's family, watching Yun Hu limp and limp, Shen Huazhuo couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.
"What do you do?" Yun Huzi prepared two baskets of things, carried them on his shoulders, took two or three steps forward, and looked back to see that Shen Huazhuo was still stunned.
"It's okay, isn't there too much stuff?" There were two baskets full of things, a lot of red, red, white and white.
Shen Huazhuo frowned, Shen Dagui and Liu were not her biological parents, they had no feelings, and they made such a miserable scene.
Until now, Shen Huazhuo has not forgotten that when they just crossed over, they kicked and hit her.
If she hadn't agreed to marry Cloudbeard, they wouldn't even have given her a meal.
"Isn't your brother still at home, he has to save face."
Yun Huzi replied lightly, walked in front with the burden, and ignored her.
The distance is not far, but to climb a mountain, Yunbeard is a cripple, and he has walked for more than an hour
When I arrived at Shen's house, before I entered the yard, I heard the neighbors around me shouting.
"Shen Dagui, open the door quickly, your lame son-in-law has come to the door."
Shen Huazhuo tugged at the corners of his mouth, didn't they come to the door this time, listen to the contempt in those people's words.
"Oh, our old Shen family doesn't have a lame son-in-law." Liu took the wooden bucket, came back from washing clothes by the river, put down the wooden barrel and shouted and cursed.
"Well, isn't that? Haha......"
Aunt Liu from the next door is not easy to get along with, she and the Liu family are married in the same village. In the past, the relationship was not good, and when they married together, they were even more impulsive, they didn't like each other, and they often had to quarrel.
Liu Shi turned his head and saw Shen Huazhuo walking behind him at a glance, and he was immediately angry, and he was about to scold with his waist crossed, but Shen Huayan, who was still following her, had a look, and pointed to the two baskets on the shoulders of Yunbeard behind her.
"Mother, there are a lot of things." It's enough for their family to eat for several days.
Liu also saw it, and his eyes widened.
Isn't it, it's a lot.
On the top is a large piece of pork, and on the other side is beautifully packaged brown sugar, white sugar, and several pastries, candies, and melon seeds.
The sharp-eyed Shen Huayan also saw the white face, and hurriedly patted her shoulder:
"Mother, there are a lot of white noodles."
Liu glared at his daughter: "I saw it, I haven't seen the world." When he turned around, he was already full of smiles: "Ah, the eldest aunt led his daughter-in-law back to the door." Daddy, kid, boil the kettle. ”
This change in attitude is simply 180 degrees.
Shen Dagui had already stood at the door and watched, and when he saw this scene, he hurriedly came over and took over the burden on Yun Huzi's body, and the action was swift as if he was robbing, as if he was afraid that Yun Huzi would regret it, so he took it back again.
No matter how enthusiastic Shen Dagui and Liu were, they just paid lip service, boiled a pot of boiling water, and were reluctant to even put the tea leaves, so they just threw two leaves floating in them.
Liu put on the boiling water and took Shen Huayan to the kitchen.
Shen Dagui sat in the hall with Yun Huzi, only feeling tormented.
With such a son-in-law on the stall, he looks like a god, and he has nothing to say to him.
He looked at Shen Huazhuo with a wry smile, her face was much better than before:
"Eldest girl, I'm relieved to see that you're doing well now."
Shen Huazhuo didn't answer, she had a cold face from beginning to end, she was not so generous, and she could still laugh at the person who beat her to death.