Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Tan's secret weapon

What Mrs. Tan said, every word and every sentence hit the point, so Yang Huazhong was speechless and speechless to refute.

After being silent for a while, Yang Huazhong tentatively discussed with Mrs. Tan again: "Mother, why don't you always give your son an open word, why is my father being left out on purpose by us all this time, or is it just a matter of observation?"

Tan picked up the needle and thread again, pushed it hard into the sole plate, penetrated it and pulled it out, and slowly uttered a few words: "Let's see first, I sincerely regret it, it's not like this, is it sincere or perfunctory, can I hide it?" Stay with you, but you can't escape my blind eyes, old lady."

Yang Huazhong nodded, "Okay, it's all up to mother to decide, son will go out first."

"Come back." Tan called him again.

Yang Huazhong turned around: "Mother, what order?"

"Come here, help my mother thread this needle and thread."

Tan raised her hand, twisting a needle with one hand and pulling the thread with the other, and rested the half-finished shoe sole on her leg.

Yang Huazhong felt sad for a while, and when he took the needle and thread, he said: "Mother, you have bad eyesight, so you don't need to do this needlework. The daughters-in-law and granddaughter-in-law will not be short of your clothes, shoes and socks."

Mrs. Tan shook her head lightly, "No one is short of me, and I am idle when I am idle, doing some sewing to pass the time, otherwise, when the third girl is married, I will be alone in this room, and I will not even be able to speak. Gone."

Yang Huazhong paused slightly, and secretly glanced at Mrs. Tan.

The sun outside the house was fierce, but the light inside was dim. The wrinkles on the old woman's face were getting deeper and deeper, and the skin on the back of her hands was folded together, like withered bark.

Half of his hair is gray, there are more age spots on his face and hands than before, and his empty eyes are a little moist. Sitting there, he turned his head and looked out the window, but he couldn't see anything.

Mother is really old.

Lonely, deserted, old...

Yang Huazhong's heart sank a little.

A little clumsily threaded the needle and thread and put it back into Tan's hands, "Mother, even if the third girl is married, there are still Yongzhi Yongqing and the others in the front house and backyard, not to mention the fourth younger brother who lives opposite you, and Tie Dan will also be there from time to time." Run to your house, Meier is also married in the same village, we will come over to chat with you from time to time, you old... don't be sad!"

Tan turned her head, raised her hand and patted the outside of Yang Huazhong's arm: "What's so sad about me? I've been here all my life. Go and do your work, I can do things by myself."

Yang Huazhong straightened up: "Okay, I'll come pick you up later when the meeting starts."

Not a while after Yang Huazhong left, Sanya came over.

"Grandma, the banquet will be held in a while. I went to the kitchen just now and saw that the lotus seed and white fungus soup has been stewed. I brought you a bowl here. You can drink and drink. This hot day can relieve the heat."

The third girl put the bowl on the table beside Tan Shi, and looked at the sole of the shoe in Tan Shi's hand.

"Ah, grandma, who did you get the soles for? Why are they so thick? How can you walk after wearing them?" the third girl asked puzzled.

Tan put down the sole of her shoe, reached out to hold the bowl and spoon, "I gave you the sole of the shoe, I will make it as a dowry and put it under the box and take it to my in-law's house."

The third girl was pinching the sole of the shoe and looking it over and over again, she was surprised to hear this.

I was so surprised that I laughed: "Grandma, are you worried that your granddaughter will not be able to walk out due to my short stature? Check it out, I have grown taller, as tall as Sister Qing'er!"

Mrs. Tan used a spoon to stir the sweet soup in the bowl while thinking about it, "I still remember the figure of the fat girl. I was not blind at that time. If you really grow to her height, you will be among the women." Fighting is not easy to suffer."

"Ah?" The third girl opened her eyes wide, "Grandma, why are you fighting?"

Mrs. Tan said angrily: "You married in the past, although there is no in-laws above, you can be the master of your own life. This is a good side. But there is also a bad side,"

"The bad side is that those cousins ​​who don't have good eyesight make things difficult, and aunts and others deliberately use their seniority to suppress them. If there are a few bad-mouthed quarrels and they can't quarrel, they might have to fight. It's not uncommon for women to fight. , Your mother used to get into fights with people in the village, and she tore out several strands of her hair!"

The third girl has black lines all over her head.

"Grandma, I don't quarrel with others, let alone fight." She pinched the thick sole of her shoe in her hand and said.

"Besides, Big Brother Liu will protect me..."

When I said this, my face was slightly hot, but fortunately my grandma couldn't see it.

Tan snorted, "He's protecting you? He can't tie you to his waistband to protect you all the time, can he?"

"Third girl, you have a simple mind, and you have a lot of principles of being a human being. Your stupid parents didn't teach you much, and even if they did, they couldn't understand it, because they have lived in a muddle all their lives."

"My grandma tells you, we women, rely on the sky, the earth, the man and the baby. In the end, we are not reliable. Only relying on ourselves is the real ability."

"Don't talk about anything else, let's call your fat sister..."

"Grandma, it's Sister Qing'er, Sister Qing'er is not fat at all, why do you still call her fat?"

"I'm used to it, and I can't change it. Besides, Fat Girl sounds so nice, and it makes people feel blessed. In the past, when your aunt was not out of the cabinet, she was chubby, and she married and had children. I've lost weight, I don't know how ugly it is!"

Sanya can't laugh or cry, grandma's aesthetics, if my aunt and sister Qing'er hear it, I don't know what to think...

"Grandma, let's not talk about the fight anymore, then tell me, are you giving me the soles of these late shoes for me to wear?"

The third girl asked again, bent down and gestured the sole of the shoe to her own foot, "Grandma, the sole of this shoe is several inches bigger than my foot, I might not be able to wear it..."

Tan was already drinking, and smiled proudly while drinking: "These soles are for you, not for you to wear, but for you to keep at hand as a weapon."

"Make a weapon? What do you mean?"

"Hey, you girl is really stupid. What's the use of scratching with your fingers when you're fighting with others? When the time comes, you put the shoe soles on your back and hide them in your waist to fight with those concubines. Just draw it out, if the family buys a servant girl and the servant is disobedient, I will also use this lesson."

"Grandma is sneaking in to tell you, I have added material to the sole of this shoe, and it hurts my face so hot that I won't suffer if I fight with anyone..."

The third girl laughed when she heard that.

As if waving the soles of the shoes in the air a few times, imagining the scene, I couldn't help laughing again.

"Grandma, are you trying to laugh me to death? I'm married, not on the battlefield! You, are you going to prepare a kitchen knife for me?"

A casual joke, Tan actually took it seriously, put down the spoon and asked seriously: "Do you want it? If you want it, I'll prepare it for you. It's not good if the kitchen knife is too big. How about the scissors?"

(End of this chapter)