NOVEL NEXT Chapter 3: There are many right and wrong in the small farmyard
Chapter 3 There are many right and wrong in the small farmyard
"Enough, the second child, she just said it casually." Mrs. Zhu obviously favored Xiao Zhao, implying that Chen made a fuss over a molehill.
"Mother, why do you say that? It's not a trivial matter. How can my family slander my family like this! My son is still young, and I can't stand it." Zhao immediately got up to refute, protecting Zhu Pingan like a hen guarding her cub.
"Second sister-in-law, why are you talking to your mother like this." Xiao Zhao avoided the important, changed the subject, and began to accuse Chen of disrespecting Mrs. Zhu.
"You will fan the flames!" Chen looked at Xiao Zhao and sneered, not to mention the contempt in his eyes.
"That's enough, have a meal, it's nothing." Mr. Zhu knocked the cigarette pouch on the table vigorously, and glared at his second and youngest sons, meaning to let them take care of their own wives, so as not to eat a meal. Food is not safe.
Zhu Shouyi obediently stretched out his hand and pulled Chen Shi to sit down to eat. Although Chen Shi looked unhappy, he still sat down to save her husband's face.
"Father, I'm also doing it for our family's good. If I get caught by an evil spirit and add bad luck to our family, it will be a disaster." Xiao Zhao was careful not only to save face for Mr. Zhu, but also to bite the evil spirit tightly. Don't talk about things.
"Fuck your mother!" Seeing that Xiao Zhao was still refusing to let go, Mrs. Chen immediately became angry and wanted to go up and scratch her.
"It's really disgraceful to compare pennies and bahts." My uncle sighed, shaking his head and shaking his sleeves with a look of nobility.
The eldest aunt watched with great interest and did not dissuade her. She was still working hard to cultivate the demeanor of everyone's wife, thinking that one day her husband won the examination of scholar, and she would be a lady of scholar. If her husband won the exam again, she would be the official wife No matter what, you have to cultivate a whole-body style. Seeing his two younger siblings making noise without any image, he felt more and more superior and transparent.
But Zhu Pingan sneered at his aunt. If it was a lady of the big family, these words would have extinguished the dispute long ago, instead of reading jokes like the aunt.
But looking at his grandfather's black face, Zhu Ping'an felt that this was not a good sign. After all, this was the era of the feudal patriarchal system. With a reputation of being unfilial, he would be poked at the backbone in the village.
"Mother, Fourth Aunt, what's the matter with you?" Zhu Ping'an walked to his mother on short legs after washing his hands, and asked curiously with his chubby face raised.
So cute and polite, he greeted the fourth aunt cordially, which made the fourth aunt who was still slandering Zhu Ping'an a little bit ashamed.
"Your fourth aunt said you were bewitched by an evil spirit." Mrs. Chen glared at Mrs. Zhao, and said angrily.
"Mom, what is bewitched?" Zhu Pingan asked like a curious baby.
So, Mrs. Chen glared at Mrs. Zhao again.
The old man also turned his gaze to Mrs. Zhao, feeling somewhat dissatisfied. Xiao Zhao's face was a little pale, and she felt that she was making a big deal out of a molehill, but she still couldn't let go of her face. She bent down to coax Zhu Pingan and asked, "Hey, my aunt asks you why you started washing your face recently."
Zhu Ping'an is not a real five-year-old child, so naturally he would not let his words reveal the truth to catch her. He ran into Chen's arms with a small body, leaned comfortably, and looked at the little girl with big eyes full of innocence. Mrs. Zhao said, "The last time I was sick, the white-bearded grandfather who saw the doctor said that my stomach was ruined because of my dirty hands. Wash your face before eating."
Although it's shameful to be cute, and it's ridiculous to pretend to be tender, but a five-year-old kid, would you try to mature? Tired of life! I want to do a barbecue to speak for myself (with salt)!
When it came to the old man with white beard, Zhu Pingan looked at the expressions of everyone without any trace, and everyone was basically convinced. You must know that Zhu Pingan also did his homework. This old man with white beard is not a simple person. He is a well-known doctor in the county, and he seldom makes outpatient visits, and even if he does, he treats high-ranking officials and dignitaries. The last time he saw a doctor for Zhu Ping'an was completely coincidental. On the way to visit friends, he happened to see Zhu's family members in a state of panic, so he couldn't bear it, so he acted.
"Okay, this is the end of this matter. In the future, no one should mention any such things as evil spirits and monsters. They are all good children and grandchildren of my Zhu family. If I hear any rumors that are not good for my family outside, don't worry about it." Blame me for infringing on my ancestors' family law!" Mr. Zhu was still able to distinguish between the serious and the serious, and he didn't let the daughters-in-law quarrel endlessly, and ended the dispute between the daughters-in-law with a timely slap on the table.
Prosperity between home and everything has been the consensus of people since ancient times. It is very bad for the rest of the entire family to spread some evil words within the family. Mr. Zhu has worked hard for the prosperity of the family since he was young. It is also for this purpose that he tightened his belt to allow his eldest son to study. He hopes that the family will prosper in his own hands day and night, but he does not allow problems within the family.
The dispute died down, and the old man put down his cigarette pouch and moved his chopsticks.
Mr. Zhu moved the first chopsticks, and the Zhu family began to have dinner. It has the color of the ancient feudal patriarchal system. It has been more than ten days, and Zhu Pingan is not surprised by this. The only thing that is still unacceptable is the food on the table. The so-called food is boiled with salt or steamed with salt. In my impression, cooking seems to be gradually popularized after the method of extracting vegetable oil came out in the mid-Qing Dynasty. Now cooking should be available. The patent of Qian's family, the farmer is not willing to use animal oil for cooking. The staple food is corn buns made of miscellaneous grains, mixed with some wild vegetables, the color is strange, the taste is not good, it takes a long time to swallow it, the taste of the porridge is acceptable, but it is too thin, and it can reflect my little fat face .
There is a fixed amount of food at the dinner table, and this amount is controlled by Mrs. Zhu. There are two pancakes for men, and only one pancake for women and children. There are also differences in porridge. It's soup.
Grandmother Mrs. Zhu is also eccentric, and treats noodles and porridge differently. The noodles shared by the uncle and the fourth uncle are both big ones, and the ones at my own and the third uncle’s are smaller, and the uncle Zhu’s There will be three cakes, the reason is that he needs to study and spend his brain. There are many other examples of partiality like this. For dishes that are not cooked often like scrambled eggs, Mrs. Zhu also pays more for uncle and fourth uncle.
Especially today, grandma doesn't know whether it's compensation or something, from time to time, she puts scrambled eggs for the fourth uncle and the fourth aunt, and the fourth aunt shows off to her mother, Chen Shi, intentionally or unintentionally, but she almost teases her so much that she almost doesn't bite her . The entire dinner table was full of swords and swords, and the wind was turbulent, and it was said that the world was not peaceful.
I remember that when I first wore it, Zhu Pingan tried to hold the eggs, but was blocked by the grandmother with chopsticks, saying that the eggs are for the adults to make up their bodies. .
Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite.
Not getting enough to eat, not eating well, this is definitely a terrible punishment for foodies.
After all, Zhu Ping'an is a person in his twenties mentally, and he can bear it, but looking at the little Lolita Yu'er in the arms of the third aunt, she can't stop biting her fingers and staring at the egg with big watery eyes. I can't bear it anymore.
The mother Chen, the third aunt, the eldest aunt and the fourth aunt often had disputes at the dinner table due to various reasons, such as taking the same cake, and the same dish. It won't be quiet.
In fact, many conflicts in the family can be attributed to one word, poor. If you have a lot of money, you will not have conflicts because of these trivial things.
However, looking at my small arms and legs, it is even more difficult to make a fortune. Many experiences from previous lives are difficult to apply here, and my major is ancient Chinese literature, which is not applicable to inventions such as glass making. He is not even proficient in life skills such as cooking and cooking in the girl's time travel text. Of course, it does not mean that I am useless. I have at least hundreds of years of experience and common sense and knowledge of ancient Chinese. out of reach.
(end of this chapter)