Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Tan's sword unsheathed
"Mei'er, what are you doing? Eggs are not a rare thing? You eat, you give me to eat, if you don't eat, no one in the old Wang's family wants to eat today, who am I to worry about!"

After Tan's nonsense, Yang Huamei had no choice but to lose.

Not only did he eat the two in his own bowl, but even Tan's two were forcibly stuffed down his stomach.

Only then was Tan satisfied.

Tell Wang Shuanzi: "Sick ghost, go and make medicine for Meier!"

"it is good!"

Wang Shuanzi immediately went to work in the kitchen.

Tan said to Yang Huamei again: "You can recover quickly when you are full. You will drink the medicine later and sleep for a while. Mother will go back and talk to your third brother. I will come to see you at noon."

……

When Mrs. Tan passed by the door of Dabai's house, she had walked past, but after thinking about it, she backed away.

"Listen to the vixen in the house. Get out of here as soon as you recover from your illness. This is my daughter's home. If you dare to play tricks on this site, I will tear your ass off, old woman!"

"Pooh!"

A mouthful of old phlegm hung on the door, Tan Shi flicked his sleeves and walked away with a smile.

This one is just a little bit of color.

In Dabai's room.

After these two days of recuperation, Hongmei is in better health.

Wrapped in the quilt, Hongmei was so angry that she wrung the quilt under her body while listening to the dirty old lady's scolding words outside.

The dead old woman, when you are in trouble, bully me and have no one to rely on, right?

I didn't invite you to provoke you, but you bullied me. Is this intentional to tie the knot?

Hmph, I didn't plan to do anything to you at first, but since it's like this, sooner or later, I will ruthlessly dig out a piece of your heart, you old man...

Yang Huazhong's family.

Along the way, Tan prepared a lot of excuses in her mind, each of which was aimed at letting her son and daughter-in-law get some eggs to make up for Yang Huamei without annoying her.

Because going to the bank to withdraw money is not a short-term thing.

Tan even made the worst plan. If her sons and daughters-in-law stopped her from sticking to Meier like she did before, she would take out the jewelry and gold and silver in the box to make up for it even if she broke her face with them. girl.

The big deal is that I will lose a few years of my life, and no matter how bad it is, I will jump off a cliff where there is no one there. The coffin and cemetery will be saved, and my sons and daughters-in-law will not have to spend money.

Tan Shi's chest was filled with such an air of death, although he didn't close his eyes all night, but the whole person seemed to burst out with an invincible aura.

Like an unsheathed sword, the villagers I met along the way were afraid to come and say hello to her, for fear of being scratched by her sword energy.

Occasionally, one or two kind-hearted and bold women greeted Tan from a distance, relying on the fact that they had no conflicts with Lao Yang's family, and in order to show their concern for Yang Huamei:

"Auntie, are you coming from Mei'er this early in the morning?"

Tan glanced at the other party, "You are blind, where can I come from if I don't come from Mei'er this morning?"

The other party was a little embarrassed, isn't that what greetings are like?
"Auntie, is Mei Er better?" The other party asked again, trying to save the situation.

This time, Tan stopped her feet and glared at the other party angrily: "What do you mean by that?"

"Do you want to hear that my Mei'er is better or worse?"

"When it's better, you're disappointed. If it's worse, you just have fun secretly. You're not afraid of big troubles when you watch the excitement, right?"

"Tell me, what do you care about?"

Tan not only asked aggressively, but also kicked towards the other party, as if a sharp sword was about to penetrate directly into the other party's soul.

Who can withstand Tan's posture?The crowd dispersed immediately.

"What's the matter with this old lady? Someone kindly asked me, why is she biting people like a mad dog?"

"It's kind of you not to be a donkey's liver and lungs..."

"I bother!"

Tan's mouthful of saliva shot steadily at the woman who spoke.

Standing with her hips akimbo under the old maple tree, she pointed at the group of women and yelled: "Don't look at me, I don't know what kind of mind you have, and you made such a fuss yesterday, encouraging me, Meier, to fight with Jiawang's family, you guys Just watch a good show, right?"

"Look, look at your old mother!"

"I didn't enjoy watching it yesterday, but I still want to stop the old woman from asking me about it today. Pooh!"

"You, you, and you,"

Tan pointed at several women in succession.

The women she pointed out were the ones who fanned the flames the most on Jiawang's side in yesterday's scolding fight.

"You wicked bastards, if you have the ability to fan the flames, don't hide behind. Come on, come to me, the old lady, and the old lady will talk to you well."

Muttering in their mouths, the women shrank back from the crowd again, and some of them simply stopped washing, picked up the basins and ran home.

Mrs. Tan stomped her feet and cursed at the back: "If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. If anyone talks to Meier again, I will bring a stool to your main room and scold you for three days and three nights. I won't let Meier go." Live life, you all have a family, a room, a son and a daughter, Du Te Niang, don't let me live, die together!"

When the last word "dead" came out, it was as if Mrs. Tan had used her internal strength, causing ripples on the surface of the pond.

The laundry women by the pond didn't dare to raise their heads, dared not make a sound, let alone let their eyes meet Tan's.

Tan stood here and cursed for a while, she was going to go to Yang Huazhong, but suddenly she turned around and went to the village.

That's right, the scolding became so intense that it couldn't stop at all, if this evil fire didn't vent completely, then it wasn't Tan Shi.

Who should I vent to?

Of course it belongs to the Jiawang family.

On the way, Mrs. Tan met Lao Jiang with a broken basket on his back and came out with a dung fork to pick up dog and chicken excrement on the road.

Tan didn't even say hello, she went forward and grabbed the basket in Old Jiangtou's hand and walked forward.

"Sister-in-law, why are you snatching my basket and dung fork?"

"The ghost is your sister-in-law! Try calling out again, you bastard?"

Tan turned her head, raised the dung fork in her hand, pointed at Old Jiang's head and yelled.

This look meant that Yang Ruoqing was not present, otherwise, one would have to wonder if Mrs. Tan had come ashore.

This dung fork is really in line with Tan's temperament.

Lao Jiangtou was stunned all of a sudden, his body was frozen in place as if he had been acupunctured, unable to move.

It wasn't until Mrs. Tan walked past the corner of the courtyard of the house in front that Old Jiangtou regained consciousness in his hands and feet.

My mother, what is this old sister-in-law going to do when she is so murderous?

Pick up shit for me?

How is it possible!

My God, shouldn't it be to find someone to fight?

Old Jiangtou naturally also heard about Yang Huamei and Mrs. Jiawang, and looking at the direction that Mrs. Tan walked away, it was the direction of Jiawang's house!
Oh no, no, I have to tell the third child and the others quickly!
(End of this chapter)