When the neighbors saw Liu Yufeng carrying a kitchen knife and rushing to the village, they immediately called friends and companions, huhula and cheered to watch the excitement.

"Sister-in-law Feng, what are you doing with a knife?" Sun Guixiang, who had a broken mouth next door, hugged his eldest grandson and asked.

"Cut the old king!" Liu Yufeng replied.

"Yo, Wang Laosan has made you angry again, tsk, it's really uncomfortable." If it weren't for the schadenfreude in Sun Guixiang's eyes, Liu Yufeng would have thought that this mother-in-law was caring about herself.

"No, men don't have a good thing!"

Liu Yufeng was too lazy to take care of her, her steps were very fast, and the Da'an production team had more than 100 households, and she arrived in less than ten minutes.

Widow Zhang is Chinese New Year's Eve years old today and has given birth to three daughters one after another, the oldest is 12 years old and the youngest is 8 years old. Li Lao Er went five years ago, and in order to support herself and her children, she began to mess with the men in the village.

In the words of the women in the village, that is, as soon as they go out, the commotion spreads from the head of the village to the end of the village. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, whenever you go out, you must wear low-cut clothes.

"Sister Jianying, go back quickly, I heard that your mother is going to cut your father with a knife!" Some children in the village ran to the educated youth point to find Wang Jianying.

"Can't it, with my mother's temperament, my dad has to shake three times when he raises his hand?" Wang Jianying's face was full of doubts.

"It's true, I'm rushing to Widow Zhang's house now."

"Yo, then I'll have to go check it out."

After listening to this, Wang Jianying hurriedly said goodbye to the educated youth, turned around and ran away. The long black braid made a graceful arc in the air, and the bumpy figure trembled from running.

Several men like her, but they only like her, because they are from the city, and it is impossible for them to marry a rural daughter-in-law and take root here.

Wang Jianying knows very well what they think, jokes, even if they are willing to marry, she is not willing to marry. These male intellectuals, they can't carry their shoulders and can't lift their hands, and they don't know if they can go back in this life, what else can they do except say a few sour poems and sing a few songs?

She is a person with a goal, if she wants to marry, she will marry someone in the factory, so that she can arrange a job after marriage, who loves to work every day!

She got close to the insiders, firstly, she wanted to learn from the female intellectuals to dress up and improve their temperament; The second is to hear the stories of the city, so as to save yourself from going out and embarrassing people in the future.

Not to mention, it's very powerful for a seventeen-year-old village girl to think so far, plus she has a sweet mouth, and female intellectuals are willing to teach her things.

It is said that after Lao Wang took the money from his family, he went straight to Widow Zhang's house. In fact, he looked down on Widow Zhang in his heart, but he loved her endless tricks.

If you want to say why the old man in the village likes to mess with Widow Zhang, is it because she is beautiful? No, she can let go!

When doing that thing, the mother-in-law in the family was paralyzed like a dead fish, and Widow Zhang was different, she was a seductive goblin. Not to mention eighteen styles, there are eighty-eight styles, which man can stand it?

Lao Wang is the most diligent in finding Widow Zhang, and he is also the most generous, and when he comes and goes, the two of them are addicted, and if they don't come for a day, they will be scratched all over their bodies.

Widow Zhang took the opportunity to encourage him to go home and get money to live with him, and the old Wang Jingworm went to steal the key and get the money, because the Wang family's money, food, and tickets were all in Liu Yufeng's hands.

What is the concept of eighty-six dollars? More than 400 catties of rice, or more than 100 catties of pork, are all the belongings that Wang Yufeng has saved for 20 years.

When she came to Widow Zhang's house with a kitchen knife, Lao Wang was sleeping on the mat, and Widow Zhang was carrying a basket and preparing to go out, as for her three daughters, they had already been sent to work.

When she raised her eyes, she saw Wang Yufeng and her eldest son rushing towards her, hurriedly closed the door, and then dragged Lao Wang up.

"Dead ghost, your mother-in-law is here!"

"Come on, come, can she still beat me?"

Lao Wang often beat his daughter-in-law when he was young, and Wang Jianping carved out a mold with him regardless of his appearance or temperament.

"Boss, kick this door for me." Liu Yufeng looked at the tightly closed door and said lightly.

"Okay."

Wang Jianping had great strength and kicked down the dilapidated wooden door with one kick.

Widow Zhang's door was broken, so she pinched her waist and began to curse: "Liu Yufeng, you moldy big winter melon, dare to kick my door, you deserve your man not to you——"

"You go on?" Liu Yufeng approached Widow Zhang step by step with a kitchen knife, so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe.

"Liu Yufeng, it's against you-" Lao Wang glared angrily, but this time Liu Yufeng was not like before, he was too frightened to move when he saw his hand raised.

She swung the kitchen knife and threw it viciously, impartially, and stuck it on the pillar next to Lao Wang's ear. If you deviate a finger slightly, then it will be Lao Wang's face inserted.

"Ahh

"Oh my God!"

"This, this, do you want to call the captain over?"

For the first time, the onlookers saw an undisguised murderous aura on a woman, and it was obvious that Liu Yufeng was like something on weekdays.

"Liu Yufeng, you, you dare to kill me!" Lao Wang was so frightened that he was urinating.

"Before I go crazy, hand over the stolen money, or I'll let you know how to regret it."

"What money is not money, I don't know!" Lao Wang stiffened his neck and refused to admit it.

"Dad, you stole Mom's money!" Wang Jianying hurried to arrive.

"I didn't take it, don't listen to her nonsense!"

"The boss holds him down, little sister, you go dig under the banyan tree."

"Boss, I'm your father, do you want to do it to me?"

"Dad, you're so confused."

Wang Jianping is not stupid, if he does it to his father as an adult, it will be unfilial. Wherever unfilial people go, they will be pointed at their noses and scolded.

Wang Jianying really dug up a piece of cloth under the banyan tree, the cloth was bulging, and when he opened it, it was full of large and small money. She counted it twice, no more, no less, exactly eighty-six.

"Bring it to me."

"Yes, Mom, take it."

Liu Yufeng put the money in his clothes pocket, then pulled out the kitchen knife from the pillar and prepared to go back. Just then, someone shouted "The captain is coming".

The captain of the Daan production team is called Zhao Xiangqian, a demobilized soldier, and has three sons and a daughter at home. The eldest son eats commercial grain, the second son is honest and capable, the third son is clever and lively, and the youngest daughter Zhao Jiaojiao is frail and sickly, and the Zhao family loves her as an eyeball.

Liu Yufeng glanced at Zhao Jiaojiao, the heroine of this world, with a white shirt and bell bottoms, more fashionable than the people in the city. It's a pity that because of illness, his face is sallow, his lips are purple, and he doesn't have any energy, which is far worse than Wang Jianying, who is full of vitality next to him.

"Third sister-in-law, you can't use a knife to scare people in the future, if you pursue this, you will make a mistake." Zhao Xiangqian persuaded bitterly.

"I was educated by my elders, and everyone took them as a warning." Liu Yufeng admits her mistakes and has a good attitude, and the captain can't talk about her anymore, so she can only turn her head and educate Wang Laosan.