The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

Zhulan has memories of the Jiang family. She followed the cry to see that it was the house where the daughter lived. She ignored the Jiang family who came out of the main room. She walked into the house with a dark face. Sitting under the quilt, the granddaughter was crying and the three-year-old grandson was coaxing.

The little girl’s face was flushed from crying, and Zhulan felt a sigh in her heart as she rubbed her hands to stop getting cold, so she touched her granddaughter’s forehead. Fortunately, she didn’t have a fever, and when she touched her grandson again, she didn’t have a fever. She exhaled and touched the temperature under the quilt, I guess. It was the kang that was set on fire when the girl was leaving. At noon, the house was cold when no one was burning the fire. When I thought of the two small children in the house by themselves, no one would look at them, and they would not set the fire, and Zhulan’s anger grew even higher. .

The three-year-old Jiang Du saw that she was her grandmother, and cried with her sister in aggrieved manner, “Grandma, grandma, I miss grandma so much.”

He always wanted to go to his grandmother’s house, but his mother wouldn’t let him. He wanted to eat egg custard, to eat cakes, and to be nice to his grandmother and grandfather.

While wiping her grandson’s tears, Zhulan coaxed, “Well, stop crying, grandma will pick you up to go to grandma’s house, please stop crying.”

The little granddaughter stopped crying when she sniffed. The child is the most sensitive. She grabbed Zhulan’s clothes and didn’t let go. The little girl didn’t speak much, sobbing and touching her flat stomach, “I’m hungry.”

Zhulan’s face was dark and dark. The child was not full in the morning, and her stomach kept screaming. She hurriedly took out the prepared candy from her purse and gave it to the child. Can eat snacks.”

Jiang Du hugged his sister obediently, and watched his grandmother clean up on the kang with good eyes. He was afraid that he was dreaming and swallowed the sugar water he was in. The sweetness was not a dream, and the thin smiling face was happy. .

Zhulan had the key given by the eldest daughter in her hand. Fortunately, the Jiang family was not so rude to rummage through the box. It was locked and hung on the box. Zhulan touched the dowry box. This was the dowry prepared by the original body. When Xuemei got married, Dowries can also be arranged in eight villages, and the dowry boxes are all made of good wood.

Zhulan became more and more guilty. The original couple really loved the eldest daughter, but she and Zhou Shuren forgot about it. They opened the box with the key.

Fortunately, the eldest daughter is not stupid. She didn’t think about sending things to resolve conflicts. She also knew what good things could be brought to her home. Both grandchildren’s clothes were good, and Zhulan felt a little more at ease.

Zhulan was almost ready, and none of the Jiang family’s mother-in-law came over. Zhulan suddenly understood that she was able to do things and never squeaked, and the Jiang family’s mother-in-law was afraid to hide.

Zhulan dressed the two children neatly, went to the car and took two pieces of the prepared cakes, and brought back the hot water jar.

The two children ate carefully together, and Zhulan patted her grandson’s head, “Xiao Du watched my sister eat, and my grandmother went to the main room to chat with your grandma, and I’ll come back to take you back later, okay?”

Jiang Du licked the cake at the corner of his mouth, “Well, grandma, I will be optimistic about my sister, and grandma will come back soon.”

He wanted to go to his grandmother’s house quickly. There was delicious food at his grandmother’s house, so he wouldn’t be hungry.

Zhulan, “Okay.”

Zhulan closed the door and walked to the main room with a dark face. There was only Zhou Shuren’s voice in the hall, and the tone had not changed. Zhulan listened to Zhou Shuren and said, “My family, several rooms are not willing to press Jiang Sheng’s labor compensation to study this year. The cost, this is inauthentic. At the beginning, the family and Jiang Sheng’s brothers agreed to study, but in the end, it turned out to be resentful. There are very few people who have been admitted to the scholar at the Shili Ba Village at one time, and more are stuck in Tongsheng. Readers should be prepared, but now Jiang Sheng is wrong, isn’t it too much?”