Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5882 The feeling of being young
"Mother-in-law..."

"mother……"

"Sister Chang'e..."

The three of them opened their mouths at the same time, but they called out different names.

Yu's mother turned her head and said to Zhou: "Daughter-in-law, go and do what you should do, you have nothing to do here."

As if being pardoned, Mrs. Zhou hurried to the stove.

Yu's mother turned around and told Yu Xingkui: "What are you doing in a daze? Pour me the wine, and I'll accompany your boss to have a drink."

Yu Xingkui came back to his senses, and nodded quickly: "Hey, hey, I'm about to fall."

Mother Yu didn't look at Lao Yangtou, she went straight to the Eight Immortals table that had been there for some years, and sat down opposite Lao Yangtou.

Ever since Mother Yu appeared, Old Yang's eyes never moved away from her.

Seeing her sitting down, taking the wine cup filled with wine from Yu Xingkui and holding it up in front of her, I heard her say: "My Xingkui's errand, thanks to you, Old Brother Yang, I respect you for this cup of wine .”

Lao Yang hurriedly picked up his wine cup, and said to Mother Yu: "Sister Chang'e, you can just make up your mind."

He drank the wine in the wine cup upside down in one gulp. The wine was so strong that it burned in his throat as if he had drawn a wire of fire. It also burned the blood in his body to boil, as if he was not in his 70s. The old man, but a strong man in his 30s.

Yu's mother took a small sip and was so hot that she put down the wine cup and sat there with a bitter face.

Old Yangtou laughed heartily twice, starlight seemed to shine in his cloudy eyes, and he told Yu Xingkui: "Hurry up and pick some vegetables for your mother, not spicy ones."

Yu Xingkui responded with a smile, and wanted to pick up some vegetables for Yu's mother, but Yu's mother waved her hand, "I can't hold back the food, go to the kitchen and bring me a bowl of rice soup to soak the crispy rice."

"Hey, okay." Yu Xingkui hurriedly got up and went to the kitchen.

In the main room, Mother Yu's eyes really fell on Old Yangtou.

"Brother Yang, for the past six months, thank you for taking care of my family Xingkui and giving him a job. This job can make more money than farming at home, and it is also easy. I sincerely respect you for that cup of wine just now. of."

"I also often tell Xingkui to tell him the friendship between you and his uncle back then, and tell him not to treat you only as an employer, but to take care of you as a relative and elder."

"Xingkui is a man. Some housework is not as careful as a woman's. If he is not good enough, you can just tell him to improve. If one day you find someone who suits you better, don't lose face." Just open the mouth, settle the wages and send him back, we are not pestering people."

Mother Yu said every word in a soft voice. The 61-year-old woman's voice seems to have not changed much from when she was young.

Lao Yangtou was completely immersed in this soft voice, as if he had returned to more than 40 years ago. At that time, he was in his early thirties and was in his prime, and the person in front of him was also a young girl in her teens. She is shy and timid, with eyebrows aligned and bangs, and a thick braid thrown behind her...

"Old brother Yang, old brother Yang?"

Yu's mother talked for a while, but in the end, Lao Yang didn't respond at all, and just stared at him with staring eyes.

Those eyes were fiercer than the sun in the yard, not like the eyes of an old man in his 70s!
Yu's mother frowned and coughed, and Lao Yang came back to his senses.

"Sister Chang'e..."

"Brother Yang, you should still call me Xingkui Niang like the people in Yujia Village. My name was called by my natal family. It has been more than 40 years since no one called me..."

Old Yang deliberately put on a straight face: "Sister Chang'e, I don't like hearing your words..."

"What other people call you, that's their business, but to me, brother, you are my sister Chang'e. No one else cares what I call you."

Yu's mother smiled wryly: "Brother Yang, we are all very old. I became a grandmother, and you are even more terrible. You have become a great-grandfather. We still have to change our names. People are scary."

Lao Yang frowned, without saying a word, and then looked at Zhao Chang'e.

Mother Yu didn't like this kind of scrutiny, and kept frowning.

Old Yang opened his mouth again: "Sister Chang'e, I've heard Xingkui tell you about your family, these years... I have wronged you."

Zhao Chang'e raised her head, looked at Old Yang with some surprise, and smiled a little weirdly: "That boy Xingkui, I have to scold him later, talking nonsense outside without knowing anything. His father treats me well, he I know what a fart, it's because his father's luck is so poor that he didn't reach Yangshou, so he left a bit early, hey!"

Old Yang chose not to listen to these, and only insisted on his own opinion: "Sister Chang'e, your grievances, Xingkui doesn't understand, outsiders don't understand, but brother, I understand!"

"Speaking of which, it's my brother who is not good. Back then, if I had been tough enough to beat that shrew of the Tan family..."

The wine cup in Mother Yu's hand was suddenly overturned, she subconsciously turned her head to look at the kitchen, and said in a low voice, "Brother Yang, you've drunk too much, don't talk nonsense!"

Old Yang was shocked by Yu's mother's reaction, but the old man has a good heart and can handle any storm.

He smiled, and said calmly: "Sister Chang'e, I know you are resenting me in your heart. If I had been tough back then, you would not have been a widow in Yu's Village now..."

Yu's mother stood up abruptly, her face was terrified, her eyes flustered, she said in a deep voice with a little exasperation: "The more you talk, the more outrageous it is, it seems that I really shouldn't come to accompany you to drink this cup of wine, I will call Xing Kui to come over To accompany you to dinner..."

Mother Yu turned to leave, but Old Yang called her again: "Wait a minute."

Mother Yu froze in place.

Old Yang pushed the wheelchair to her side and stuffed something into her hand.

Mother Yu looked down, and it turned out to be a white, round, round and jade-like thing, about the size of a peanut.

"This is a pearl, you can sell it for money, you keep it." Old Yang said in a deep voice.

Mother Yu understood, her palms trembled in fright, as if she had squeezed a hot potato in her hand.

"You are really getting older and more confused. Go back after eating, and don't come to my house if you have nothing to do in the future!"

Mother Yu threw the pearl on Lao Yang's head's lap, and ran to the backyard in fright, not even daring to enter the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Zhou was standing by the pot to cook porridge with rice soup and rice crusts, while Yu Xingkui was standing by the side holding a piece of golden rice crusts and biting them loudly.

"...Old Uncle Yang and our mother are old acquaintances. He must have something to say when he wanted our mother to eat at the table. Don't rush over there, wait until you finish eating this crispy rice..."

This is how the Zhou family communicated with Yu Xingkui. Yu Xingkui is a man who listens to his wife.

When he got along with his first wife, he was not like this. He often quarreled and fought.

(End of this chapter)