A farce came to an end in the morning, and it was dawn.

The family sat around the dinner table, and no one's face was good-looking, especially Song's mother, who looked at Song Shi with eyes like she was going to kill him alive.

"You're so capable!" She hated.

Song Shi raised a blank face from a bowl of clear soup and water, "Huh? Am I capable? What am I capable of? I'm just going to farm. said that he praised his brother without hesitation, "If you want to say that you are capable, the second brother and the third brother are not smarter than me, and the younger brother will be a big official in the future, and it can't be compared." ”

"But in the son's heart, the mother is the most capable, and the mother even dares to scold the ancestors, I don't dare."

I really don't dare.

Song's mother was so frightened that she vomited blood.

"Shut up! If you don't want to eat, get out of the way! Old man Song slapped his chopsticks violently.

He was really annoyed.

Can you be quieter?

The God of Wealth won't come in at all when he hears that the house is so noisy and chaotic, okay!

Song Shi said worriedly, "Dad, don't be angry, Doctor Fu said, you have to recuperate, otherwise you will die early." ”

Old man Song's face is wooden.

At this moment, he understands his wife's mood very well.

When people are angry to a certain extent, they really can't control their mouths, and they will spray out whatever is unpleasant, and they can't wait to smash all the vicious words and curses in the world on the body of that hateful person, so that he will not die well, and all kinds of condolences to his parents and ancestors.

However, this evil obstacle belongs to his own family! Own blood!

Groove !!

A feeling of helplessness swept through the body.

Boss, you really don't need to be modest, just your mouth cannon skills, the word 'ability' is ashamed.

The head of the family spoke.

No one at the table dared to speak again.

But only you know what you think in your heart.

Meal.

The eldest girl was about to clean up the table, and Song Shi called out to her, "Do you have nothing to do?" Go take my sister. ”

The big girl hesitated.

Song Shi drove her away, "Go, go!" What the hell are you doing, is it possible that if you don't wash the dishes, there will be no dishes at home? Your second aunt and third aunt are not dead, there is no reason for labor and management to work hard in the field, and the labor and management daughters still have to be cattle and horses at home. ”

Billowing.

Song San's sister-in-law laughed angrily, "What do you mean by this, eldest brother, I still have to take care of your two nephews, how can I have time to wash the dishes." ”

"It's my business, that's your son and not my son, shouldn't you take care of it? Who doesn't have a child yet, my eldest girl also has to take care of the younger girl, I don't have time! Song Shi retorted.

"It's just a girl." Song San's sister-in-law sneered.

"What's wrong with the girl, aren't you still a woman, so disgusted and hateful of women, you yourself should die first, it's sick! What kind of life did you live before you married into the Song family, why didn't you point to your mother and say that you were just a girl and didn't suffer from labor! ”

He drove the eldest girl away and asked her to take a few small ones to go outside, but the eldest girl didn't dare to be lazy, and whispered that she would take her sisters to dig wild vegetables on the hillside, and she ran away quickly with the basket on her back.

Shura Field!

It's Shura Field again!

She is a junior, so don't be affected by the fire of the 、、、, let's leave quickly.

I have to say that my father's methods of causing trouble are really getting more and more proficient.

Song San's sister-in-law was so angry that she vomited blood.

She looked at her husband indignantly and asked for help.

Song San coughed lightly, "Big brother, why don't you just wash the dishes."

Song Shi smiled, "Third brother, it's time to weed the red lotus in the field, it's impossible for you, as a man in the family, to take care of the children, so you can carry a hoe and follow me to the field in a while." ”

Song San: "."

Ten levels of refusal.

Shaking his head frantically, "Big brother, I'm not in good health."

"You're in good health, you can have sons, or two, what's wrong with your health, I see that everywhere is better than me, your daughter-in-law is right, I'll have five girls, and when they get married, I can lie flat, what else do I try, I have no reason to work hard." You're different, you have to save money for your two sons to build a house and marry a daughter-in-law. What are you waiting for, the years are urging people to grow old, and the children will grow up in a blink of an eye, do you want them to beat up a single person in the future or find a widow to join in. ”

"Your son is looking for a widow!" When Song San's sister-in-law heard the last sentence, her whole person jumped up with anger.

Pointing to the eldest brother's nose.

Song Shi was very indifferent, "Brother and sister, you forgot, I don't have a son." ”

Song San's sister-in-law: "Heh, that's really retribution." ”

"Who knows if you don't get retribution, you have two sons, but you can't marry a daughter-in-law for your son, and your retribution in the future will be worse than mine." See if they hate you.

After speaking, he shook his head, "This girl from the old Zhang family really can't marry, she is lazy and greedy and doesn't respect her elders, what if I don't have a son, then I'm also a big brother." ”

Song San's sister-in-law's eyes were red with anger.

Song Shi ignored her anymore, and dragged Song San to the field with a hoe.

The piece of land that went was on a hillside.

It is easy to grow weeds, and the soil is relatively hard, so you can dig it up

Song's mother also felt sorry for her third son.

But hoeing is a daily routine for the villagers.

Just let it go.

Song San was pressed to work in the ground for a day.

A pair of hands full of blood blisters, back pain, weak legs and feet, want to cry without tears, it is better to die than to die.

But his brother has no brotherhood.

Obviously, he begged for mercy, and promised to clean up Song San's sister-in-law after he went back, and the eldest brother was unmoved.

He moved out of his father and mother again.

The other party looked strange, "It's just for you to hoe the ground." ”

What are you doing?

Who in the village doesn't go to the ground.

There are a few meanings for you to move out of your father's mother.

As for why I don't work? Doesn't your daughter-in-law also wash dishes?

The same thing you know.

Song San spent a day in the field and was not allowed to go home until dark.

There is no love in life.

Gobbled up dinner and soaked my feet again.

Go back to your own house.

Song Shi was making the bed, the slag was a tool stone, no thought, as if he had been clockwork, he only knew how to work, and he didn't think about whether it would be bad for his health to sleep on the ground, he put the quilt on the bench, and asked the eldest girl and the second girl to go outside to hold the dry straw, and then spread all the quilts covered before on the straw.

It's soft.

There is a fresh scent of hay.

Sanya's eyes were ignorant: "Then what are we going to build?" ”

No matter how soft and thick the mattress is, isn't it cold without a quilt?

Song Shi: "Wait." ”

So saying, he went out.

After a while, my arms were full and I came back.

Big girl, two girls, three girls:.

Afraid!

Frightened, his face was bloody.

Especially Sanya, when she thought of the fact that she had lost her uncle's student robe, it was even more miserable.

"Daddy!"

Er Ya screamed, "That's—"

was covered by the big girl's mouth.

The eldest girl persuaded in a low voice: "Dad, no, this is the uncle's quilt, which was specially made by the grandmother in the town for the uncle, it can't be used, it really can't be used, let's go back, return it secretly, the milk won't find out, it's good for us to cover the original quilt." ”

Her eyes were full of tears.

I'm about to cry.

Trembling all over.

Song Shi didn't listen, and put the quilt on the bed by himself.

There are two quilts in total.

Fluffy, soft and warm, stuffed with good cotton, Song's mother is the most painful, and she is worried that the only reader in the family will be sick at any time, so she will not be soft when she buys things for him.

Speaking of which, this is all the silver that the slag went to the mountains to hunt in exchange for.

He couldn't use it.

"Come up quickly, it's warm."