Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 282 Get the fuck out of the old lady (four more)

When mu Zichuan took the water into the courtyard gate for the second time, he happened to meet Widow Liu coming out of the warehouse.

Widow Liu's face was a little unsightly, and she muttered all the way.

"Mother, what's the matter with you?" mu Zichuan asked.

Widow Liu said: "I just went to the warehouse to get something, and the charcoal seems to be less. I don't know if I remembered it wrong or what..."

Mu Zichuan's face turned red, and he lowered his head in a guilty conscience and did not dare to look into Widow Liu's eyes.

"Maybe my mother remembered it wrong, and the mice don't eat that!"

In a low voice, he walked quickly into the kitchen with water.

Widow Liu followed behind and entered the kitchen room, and began to add water to make lunch.

"Mother, do you want me to help you wash the dishes?"

muzichuan asked.

Widow Liu's hand scooping water paused, and her face fell.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are a man and a scholar, how can you do what a woman like a kitchen does?"

mu Zichuan blushed.

"Mother, in fact, things don't differentiate between high and low..."

he whispered.

Today, I have been thinking about Qing'er's words along the way.

Kindness doesn't matter, and things don't matter.

book, focus on it.

But it can't be too high-minded and ungrounded.

"Mother, scholars can also help mother to wash rice and vegetables." Mu Zichuan said again.

However, before his words were finished, Widow Liu's face fell.

"If you can't do it, you can't do it. You are someone who will do great things in the future, but you must not be restrained by the fumes of the kitchen!"

"mother……"

"Going out, if you have this kung fu and this grind, you might as well go and write a few more words..."

Widow Liu pushed mu Zichuan out of the stove and closed the door of the stove with her backhand.

Mu Zichuan stood at the door of the kitchen with a confused look on his face.

Finally, he shook his head and sighed softly, and went back to the Westinghouse to study hard.

Soon, lunch will be ready.

Widow Liu took Mu Zichuan's share on a tray and sent it to his Westinghouse.

Seeing that he was at his desk and writing hard, Widow Liu nodded in satisfaction.

She put the tableware and chopsticks lightly on the table, turned around and left the house, and went back to the stove to eat her own meal.

Outside the courtyard, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Widow Liu stuck her head out of the stove, "Who is it?"

Outside the courtyard gate, a woman's laughter was heard.

"Sister-in-law of the Mu family, I'm from the second room of the old Yang family. I'm here to talk to you. Open the door!"

The second room of Lao Yang's house?

Widow Liu was a little puzzled, but she walked over and opened the courtyard door.

At the gate of the courtyard, Mrs Yang stood there smiling.

In his hand, he also carried a small bag.

Widow Liu glanced at the small bag and felt a little familiar.

I can't remember where I saw it for a while.

"Sister-in-law of the Mu family, I'm already at your door, so let me stand at the entrance of the yard and talk, isn't it okay?"

Yang shi asked with a smile.

Widow Liu came back to her senses and turned sideways to make way: "Come in."

Yang shi dodged and entered the yard, heading straight for the front hall.

Stopped by Widow Liu.

"My family Zichuan is reading books in the Westinghouse, please don't disturb me. If you have anything to say, just go to the kitchen and say it!"

Yang shi was stunned, feeling a little annoyed.

I feel that this Widow Liu is too impersonal.

According to Yang's temperament, I can't wait to make trouble right away.

But thinking of the purpose of this trip, Yang shi nodded again and again with a smile.

"Oh, I didn't think about it properly. Zichuan Wenshu is a big deal, let's go, let's go to the kitchen and tell him not to disturb him."

Yang shi lightly went to the kitchen room.

Widow Liu saw that Yang was so sensible, and finally had a smile on her face.

In the kitchen room, Widow Liu handed Mrs Yang a small stool and poured another bowl of hot tea.

Then, she sat down on the rolling stone at the door of the stove with her rice bowl, and while eating, she asked Mrs. Yang, "Don't beat around the bush, tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Yang Shi smiled and said, "Sister-in-law is a happy person, so I'll cut to the chase."

"I'm here today to discuss the marriage of your children with you, sister-in-law," Mr. Yang said.

Widow Liu raised her head and glanced at Mrs. Yang.

"What is the marriage of the children? I don't understand." Mrs Liu said.

Yang pouted: "I just praised my sister-in-law for being a happy person. Look, is this pretending to be confused?"

"Of course it's your family's Zichuan, my Lan'er's marriage!" Yang said.

"Looking at these ten miles and eight townships, your Zichuan is talented, and my Laner is beautiful."

"Real male talent and female appearance, a natural pair!"

Mrs. Yang didn't notice Widow Liu's darkened face.

Still smashing his mouth there, dancing and talking.

"I'm here this time, and I don't know what supplements to bring."

"Later my Laner said that Zichuan had to read his books at night, and his hands were shaking with cold hands."

"My Laner asked me to bring a few pounds of first-class charcoal to make a fire for Zichuan to keep warm at night!"

"Look, this girl in my family has many troubles..."

"Have you finished your fart?"

Widow Liu suddenly stood up and pointed to the stove door.

Widow Liu's hands were shaking: "When the fart is over, get out of my way!"

Yang Shi was stunned, and looked up at Widow Liu without blinking.

"Still relying on not to go, right?"

Widow Liu reprimanded, put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hand, and dragged Mrs. Yang from the stool and pushed it towards the courtyard door.

"Hey, sister-in-law of the Mu family, what are you doing? Can't you just say something?"

"roll!"

"How much dowry do you want to count, these two children are more correct~"

"roll!"

Widow Liu pushed the Yang family out of the courtyard door and closed the courtyard door with her backhand.

Yang's still wanted to slap the door, but her nose hit the door, causing her eyes to glow with pain.

Yang Shi was also annoyed, standing at the door of the courtyard with his hips on his shoulders and scolding.

"Who are you? Mad woman, do you really think your son is a treasure?"

"Isn't it just a poor and sour scholar? It's not even in the middle, and this nose is going up to the sky!"

"I bother!"

A basin of water poured out from the yard, pouring Yang Shi's heart into a chill.

At the door, Mrs. Yang was like a chicken in soup, jumping and swearing.

Surprised, all the neighbors on the left and right came out to watch the fun.

In the yard, mu Zichuan also went out of the main room.

"Mother, what happened?" he asked in confusion.

Widow Liu turned her head to look at her son and gritted her teeth.

Widow Liu rushed over, grabbed mu Zichuan by the ear and dragged him into the stove.

"Look at what this is!"

Widow Liu pointed to the small charcoal bag left by Yang's on the ground and questioned mu Zichuan.

The moment mu Zichuan saw the charcoal bag, he was stunned.

Isn't this the five catties of charcoal he sent to Qing'er last night?

Why are you back?

Widow Liu saw her son like this, and suddenly understood something.

The woman was full of grief and anger, and clenched her fists on mu Zichuan's shoulder.

"You unfilial son, hurry up, who did you steal the charcoal from your house and give it to?"

Even though Liu's fists fell on him like raindrops, he was still frozen in place.

In my ears, my mother's scolding gradually faded away.

He couldn't feel the pain either.

The boy froze in place like a clay sculpture.

The delicate eyebrows were tightly locked.

In my heart, in my head, I was pondering only one thing over and over again.

That is, Qinger said it well, and accepted his heart.

Why?Why send it back?

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(End of this chapter)