The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

Zhulan immediately thought of Wang Laosi’s house. The house rented by Wang Laosi’s house has not been lived in for a long time, and the family has never spent any money to rest and recuperate. “It should be Wang Laosi’s house!”

Mrs Li was stunned, and she was gloating at the schadenfreude, “Wang Laosi’s family is really unlucky, mother, I’ll go take a look.”

Zhulan is too lazy to take care of the Li family, but she doesn’t agree with Wang Laosi’s house collapsed because of bad luck. How can Wang Laosi’s authentic house man not know how to rest and clean up the house and clear the roof in heavy snow, just because he has no money in his hand. .

Zhou Shuren has been away from home for more than half a month, and Wang Laosi’s family has been buying spicy cabbage for a while. Wang Ru is really good, and sold the spicy cabbage the next day. Mrs. Wang saw the cash for selling spicy cabbage, and Mrs. Wang Zhang didn’t stop for half a month. She did all kinds of tricks to get money, and those who took advantage of the village also posted it. For the first time, Wang Laosi was held in his head. Hot to borrow a lot of money.

Zhulan got a lot of news from Li’s mouth. From the beginning, the village was holding Wang Laosi, and in the village there was a rumor that Wang Laosi was cheating. Wang Laosi’s reputation was getting worse and worse, and she knew Wang Laosi. She didn’t have much money in her hands, she couldn’t look down on Wang Laosi’s personality, and she was still the Wang family in her face, and she was selfish and self-righteous.

Zhulan took the leather to look for Mrs. Zhao. She and Mrs. Zhao learned how to make shoes for a while. How to make boots still needed Mrs. Zhao’s help. She couldn’t do it alone.

In her heart, Zhulan likes modern large-toed cotton boots, but Wang Ru can’t make them, so she can only make ancient boots.

In Zhao’s house, the eldest granddaughter huddled on the kang to warm her feet, and the shoes on her feet were already soaked.

When Zhulan said that making boots is not afraid of wet shoes, her eldest granddaughter Yushuang ran over happily.

“Grandma, do I have one too?”

Zhulan’s heart softened as she listened to Xiaomayin, “Yes, there are both at home, one pair per person.”

Yushuang was very happy, “I can play outside, and I’m no longer afraid of my shoes getting wet.”

Zhu Lan touched her granddaughter’s little head, it was so cute, so cute, she pinched her face for a while, and then touched her ears again, the little girl was itchy, she giggled, and Zhu Lan went crazy with her. After a while, the little girl was sleepy and fell asleep after a while.

Zhao shi said in a low voice, “My mother’s skin has been cut.”

Zhulan picked up the small leather and said, “Make it for the children first.”

Zhao shi felt distressed for her daughter’s red feet, and she knew it was made for her by looking at the size of the leather. She bent her eyes and said, “Okay mother.”

Zhulan is very satisfied with the current way of getting along. Since knowing about Zhao’s disguise, Zhao has rarely cried in front of her, but the disguise has gone deep into her bones. Sometimes she can’t help it, and Zhulan is also considerate. As for asking Zhao Zhulan never planned to ask about the process of her escaping from the famine. Fleeing from famine was a memory that Zhao shi did not want to recall. It was over when it was over, and she was not the one who exposed the scars.

The shoes are not easy to make, especially the thick soles of the cotton boots. Zhulan and Zhao only made two pairs of children’s, one pair of Yushuang and one pair of two grandson Mingteng.

Although it is not very beautiful, it also makes the two little guys beautiful enough. I also went out to play in the snow for a while. When I came back, I was pleasantly surprised to find that it was really not wet. The shoes have become treasures. Blink staring.

For dinner, dumplings are made, and the white flour is not mixed with cornmeal at all. The dumpling skin made of pure flour is said to be white and not pure, and it may turn yellow.

While making dumplings, Mrs. Li talked about the liveliness of Wang Laosi’s house. The house was cleaned up in a day, but no one could live there. Fortunately, no one was injured, but a lot of things were wasted, and many people who helped secretly took advantage.

Zhulan asked, “Where does Wang Laosi’s family stay at night?”

Seeing the liveliness of the day, Mrs Li shook her head, “I don’t know, I started thinking that after cleaning it up, I would be able to tidy up a house to live in~www.mtlnovel.com~ I didn’t expect that I would not be able to live in anyone. I didn’t make up my mind when I left!”

Mrs. Zhao was very worried, “Mother, Wang Laosi has money in his hands. He has offended a lot of people recently. If he didn’t offend, he was afraid of causing trouble and he didn’t want to be involved with Wang Laosi’s family. They won’t come to our house!”

Zhulan’s action of rolling out the skin stopped. According to Wang Laosi’s brain circuit, it was really possible, so she said with little confidence, “It probably won’t!”

Mrs. Zhao really didn’t want to touch idiots, especially idiots with a sick mind, “Mother, what if you come?”

In the yard, Mr. Zhou shouted, “Second brother, fourth brother is looking for you.”

Bamboo Orchid, “…”

Mrs. Li complained about Mrs. Zhao, “Brother and sister, you are a crow’s mouth!”

Mrs. Zhao covered her chest and told herself over and over again not to care about idiots, but idiots are so annoying, what crow’s mouth is clearly analyzed, her eyes turned red when she was angry, and her tears fell, “Sister-in-law, you wronged people.”

Mrs. Li is very proud. These days, Mrs. Zhao can be close to her mother, and she is more attentive than her. It can be considered that she has seized the opportunity. No, as soon as you say that Wang Laosi is in trouble, don’t you know that you all despise Wang Laosi’s family now?”

Bamboo Orchid, “…”

She especially wanted to say that the kitchen was not soundproof at all, especially since Mrs. Li’s voice was very loud, and the door was open, so the people outside the door were really listening, and Mrs. Li drew another wave of hatred.

Wang Laosi blushed and didn’t wait for Zhou Lao Er to come out. He glared in the direction of the kitchen angrily, “We’re not going to be offensive.”

Zhulan looked at Li with a smile, “Good job.”

Mrs. Li, “Mother, what have I done?”

Bamboo Orchid, “…”

Don’t be angry with the fool!