Chapter 121: Death to save face

The smoke cleared, and the woman extinguished the unburned wood in the ashes, and the scarlet charcoal fire that burned the wood was placed in a small stove.

Two slender sweet potatoes are buried in a small stove, filled with coals, sprinkled with a layer of ashes, and covered with a layer of peanuts.

The woman brought the food to the hall, which had only two men, but now the table was full of men.

The men chatted at the table, munched on tea, and waited for the big dish to be served.

"These peanuts have to be charcoal to be fragrant." One of them carried a small stove, picked the charcoal peanuts in the stove with his hands, and was caught as soon as he put them on the table.

The woman glanced at these bastards who played in the autumn wind, and they really came when they smelled it, but fortunately, half of the two catties of meat were cooked, and these simple guys could eat them all.

"Brother Shanhe, it's just a little bit, it's not enough to stuff your teeth, you see I brought wine, I have to have a good time, don't you look down on us."

Shanhe looked at the food on the table, there must be no two catties here, this mother-in-law actually hid it privately, where is this face.

"You go and do the rest, all of them, don't go quickly." Shanhe commanded, today is the time for him to raise his eyebrows, and it is the first time that so many people have come to his house for dinner, and he can't be cold.

"What are you doing standing! Go get it! ”

The woman stood still, this one who was cut a thousand times, all ate the next meal and didn't eat it, and died to save face and suffer the crime, this group of fox friends and dog friends all came with these two catties of meat, and thought that they had a lot of face, so they patted their butts and left after eating.

"This is reluctant to give my brother a few things to eat, hey, let's not be bored, let's take a walk."

Shanhe was in a hurry, this damn woman swept his face, and raised the broom on the side to beat, which was really habitual.

The woman was scared, scolded a few words, retreated to the kitchen, the fist just hit her body hurt, and when she saw her son pulling her trouser legs, the more she looked at her son, the more angry she became.

"Go away! Go outside and find your daddy! Get lost! ”

The ball-headed kid didn't know why his mother was angry, but he didn't go out, and there was a strange uncle with needles outside.

An Ran felt a glimmer of light, and the woman in the apron untied the rope that had retied her.

"Go to work! Hold these out, hurry up! ”

An Ran was placed with a huddle of firewood in his hand, and he gently moved his right foot, and there were still sparse herbs on it.

In fact, her right foot can already walk, and the herbs on it just don't want to be exposed, and her left leg can be recuperated for another two or three days.

"Sister, sister." The little kid followed An Ran, always wanting to hold her by the corner of her clothes.

"Come here, who is your sister, she is the cheap hoof that your father brought back, where is your sister, next time you scream, I will sew your mouth shut."

An Ran looked at this woman, is she a powder keg? Why do you talk so impulsively every day, and you also pinch and scold your son.

An Ran looked at the small stove, there were two pots, one of which was cleanly brushed, and the other was boiling some pig food.

"Hurry up! Those who are waiting outside will take out all the good things and entertain them. ”

Shanhe lifted the curtain to urge the food, he was drinking happily outside, the food was almost bottoming out, and he didn't have anything to say when he saw An Ran burning the fire.

When the man left, the woman scolded, urged, and hurried to reincarnate.

Scolding and scolding, An Ran still watched the woman cook the dishes and serve them out, and she didn't look good, but fortunately, there was something with oil and water.

After the food was delivered, the woman made her own meal and sat on the kitchen stool to eat.

An Ran watched the woman eat, what about mine?

The burning gaze made the woman look over, took out a bowl with a hole from the cupboard, walked to the pot where the pig food was made, and scooped half a bowl of it.

"Eat! Let me tell you, in the future, you only deserve to eat this in our family, don't even think about anything about fine clothes and food, and only treat your previous days as if you lived in your previous life. ”

An Ran looked at the pig food in the bowl, but the bad guy even took a bowl and pretended that it was not, and he didn't splash it directly on the ground.

It's full of wild vegetables and wheat bran, and some things can't be seen what they are, and it's not bandits who rob houses, and it's not a good day.

"You go out to entertain Miss Yingying, go quickly, don't make people wait for a long time."

The mountains and rivers lifted the curtains, and for some reason the noble Miss Yingying came to them, saying that she wanted clothes, but she said that she would not come in at all.

Hearing that it was the daughter of the big boss, the woman tidied up her appearance and ran out, if she neglected this little ancestral house, she could be lifted.

Seeing that they were all going out, An Ran put away the contents of the bowl and ate them as if they were his own.

"Rice, rice." The child saw the empty bowl, and there was nothing in it.

The ball-headed kid picked up An Ran's bowl and put it next to the stove with the bench his mother was sitting on.

Stand up safely, this is to add food to her, but don't worry, if the tigress comes back, she won't be mad.

"Sister eat!" A child who steps on a small bench does not use a shovel, and scoops a bowl directly into the pot.

An Ran jumped over on one foot to stop it, but she knew it was too late, and the woman outside went out and came back in a hurry.

"What are you doing! Stealing your mouth, right? Get down! ”

The woman tore her son off the bench and took a spatula to knock An Ran on the head, this cheap hoof, only one day to learn to ask his son to steal food for her.

"You still dare to resist, you can't clean you up, right?"

Oops! The woman lay on the ground with a shovel and called for someone to come as she screamed in pain.

An Ran just let go of the shovel she hit, who knew that she pulled it so hard and fell to the ground by herself.

"Hurry up, the warbler is still waiting."

Another woman came in the kitchen, with a white hosta on her head and bright makeup, I didn't know if it was just the woman from Fireworks Willow Lane.

"Okay, okay, this little hoof is very disobedient, as strong as a cow, and is about to tell her to take it off."

The woman was impatient, she couldn't do this little thing, and this kitchen smelled and fanned it with her hand.

It's useless to cure such a small thing.

An Ran looked at the woman who came in front of her, she seemed to be alone, right! She's like the one from home... The woman who hit the sixth brother with a brick when he was a child.

Why is she here? That's right, it's her, her face hasn't changed at all after so many years, and the traces of time have only made the nasolabial folds deeper.

"We Yingying took a fancy to your clothes and took her toys to make fabrics, if you know how to do it, take it off yourself, don't let others do it, otherwise you will suffer later."

Move your mouth first and then do it, if you know the current affairs, take it off yourself, and if you are stubborn, clean it up.

An Ran looked at the situation outside, this dress can't be done without taking it off, but she can't give it for nothing.

The warbler they said outside was the daughter of the head here, and these women were all currying favor with her.

"Okay, pretty lady, I'll take it to Miss Yingying myself." If she says a good word, she won't lose two pieces of meat, and she wants to find a chance to climb the rough kid outside.

When the woman heard this pat on the horse, her heart was naturally happy, and she was indeed clever, so that she would not bother to speak any more.

But this little girl's eyebrows and eyes looked so familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere.

(End of chapter)