The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

A new day, Zhulan slept very well in the first half of the night, and was a little full in the second half of the night, plus her arms were sore and uncomfortable, she basically didn’t sleep in the second half of the night.

Zhou Shuren’s situation was the same as Zhulan, the two rubbed each other’s arms in the middle of the night.

Because her son-in-law was at home, Zhulan couldn’t sleep late, her arms felt uncomfortable when she got up and put on her clothes. She folded the quilt and said, “I can’t work today.”

Zhou Shuren, “I can’t write any more today.”

Zhulan was happy, and someone was accompanying her to balance her mind.

Yesterday, after eating meat all day, Zhulan wanted to eat something light. She wanted to eat cucumber, but unfortunately there were no off-season vegetables in the ancient north, the only green cabbage.

In the morning, Zhulan asked Li to make egg custard, cabbage soup, and steamed radish and meat crumbs as the staple food.

Zhulan had just set the fire when Xuemei came to the kitchen, Xuemei said, “Mother, what are you doing in the morning, I will help my sister-in-law to do it.”

In Zhulan’s memory, the eldest daughter can cook, but her cooking skills are not that good. She is used to eating what Li’s made, and doesn’t want to abuse herself, “Make buns in the morning, let’s help your sister-in-law make buns later!”

Xuemei had already seen eggs and meat dregs. She didn’t say it was too extravagant. Seeing how her sister-in-law was used to it, she knew that her mother’s family always ate it this way. No wonder her sister-in-law became more generous.

Zhulan helped to burn the fire, but her arm was uncomfortable and could not help anything else, and it was not cold in front of the fire. The fire-burning work was very good. When the girl washed her hands, Zhulan asked, “The two children have changed places to sleep, and there was a commotion last night. No?”

Xuemei thought of the two children, her face was gentle, “There was no commotion at night, the house was warm, and the two children fell back to sleep after eating the porridge for a while, and they haven’t woken up yet!”

At my husband’s house, their house has never been warmed. Even if most of the firewood is collected by their family, the firewood burned every day is the least, otherwise the sisters-in-law will be noisy. I asked if I had been staying at my grandmother’s house, but unfortunately I couldn’t.

Zhulan felt distressed for the two skinny children, “Don’t help first, go back and set the fire wall in the house on fire, lest the children wake up and get cold.”

Xuemei smiled, “I got up just now, the elder brother took the firewood to the door, and Jiang Sheng has already set it on fire.”

Zhulan is satisfied with her eldest son’s performance, this is the eldest son of the eldest brother, “Your eldest brother is now more and more thorough in his affairs.”

Xuemei nodded, she was surprised. In the past, when she returned to her parents’ home for the New Year, eldest brother would never take care of such trivial matters, but eldest brother has really changed a lot, picking up people and sending them off in a moderate manner.

And not only the eldest brother has changed, but several brothers have changed more or less. However, the biggest change in the family is the parents. After thinking about it, she did not understand, and accepted the reason of the sister-in-law, because the mother was sick and had a sense of life and death. After the mother got sick, she changed first. Dad cared about the change of her mother, and then it affected the brothers.

After breakfast was ready, Zhulan was occupied by his grandson. Jiang Duming knew that grandma treated him the best, “Grandma, Xiaodu’s egg custard is for grandma to eat.”

Zhulan is sad, a little child knows how to please people, “Everyone has a share, this bowl is for you, Xiaodu, eat it!”

Seeing that the aunt brought in a few more bowls, Jiang Du believed her grandmother’s words, “Well, thank you grandma.”

Xuemei’s heart was blocked, her son would see his face when he was old, and even more resentment against his in-laws, Jiang’s family, she lowered her head to hide the emotions in her eyes, and carefully fed her daughter the egg custard, “Don’t worry, it’s hot and eat slowly.”

Zhulan watched her granddaughter take a bite and knew that it was delicious. She was so anxious to get started, and felt even more distressed for her granddaughter. She thought about making more delicious food to make up for it.

Mr. Li just couldn’t speak, what to say, “Look at the poor child’s gluttony.”

Bamboo Orchid, “…”

It’s enough to know it in your heart, and say it out, isn’t it heart-wrenching? Oops!