Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 367 New Year’s Eve Dinner (1)
Mu Xiang scolded Bai Lianhua in her heart, this girl's ability to pretend is too good.

"Okay, don't act like this. It's Chinese New Year. I don't want to make myself unhappy. I advise you, even if you don't want to be a chaste woman, don't be a slut. In our village, no one knows what you are." Such a person, no matter how much he pretends, he can’t pretend to be real, and as for my husband’s idea, you don’t have to fight anymore, for a person like you, he will feel dazzling even if he takes a second look.”

Mu Xiang scolded very well, and it was Su Xiushang who rushed to post it in front of her.If people insist on scolding, then she will spend more spit.

Su Xiu seemed unable to believe it, raised her watery eyes, and looked at Helian Cheng with a sad face, "Master Helian, do you really hate me so much? I...I really do."

"It's not hate, it's hatred. If it wasn't for Mu Xiang's sake, you would have already been lying in the loess pile and covered with coffin boards. To me, killing someone is nothing more than crushing an ant. If you really feel alive That's enough, I can give you a ride, don't worry, I won't do it myself, I'm afraid of getting dirty, but Wu Qing can, he kills you, it's just a blink of an eye, do you want to try?"

He Liancheng really doesn't want to talk nonsense with this kind of person, except for Mu Xiang, other women are just human beings in his eyes, that's all.

Su Xiu's face was pale, and her body couldn't stop shaking.

She didn't doubt He Liancheng's words at all, but... No matter how you say it, she can be considered Xiaojiabiyu!Is he not bothered at all?

Mu Xiang really couldn't stand it anymore, Su Xiu's face, she was in a good mood when she thought that she had to go to worship, but she didn't want to be ruined by her just like that.

"Let's go, don't waste the time, there are still many things to do in the afternoon!"

"Well, let's go," He Liancheng didn't look at Su Xiu more than once.Not to mention that he doesn't like women other than Mu Xiang approaching, even if he doesn't care, he can't tolerate a self-righteous person like Su Xiu.

He has seen quite a few beauties, but it is really rare for someone like Su Xiu who can give up her face for the sake of a man.

"Wait a moment!"

Just when they turned to leave, Su Xiu didn't know what was wrong, and rushed forward to pull He Liancheng's sleeve.

He Liancheng frowned, and waved vigorously.

Before Su Xiu touched his sleeve, she was thrown away by a strong wind and flew several meters before falling down.

Probably injured the internal organs, vomited blood, lay there and couldn't move.

He Liancheng pulled Mu Xiang up, turned her face away, and prevented her from seeing the woman who had fallen into a mess, "Mu Lang and the others have already gone far, we have to hurry over."

Mu Xiang nodded, and also held his hand tightly.

She doesn't sympathize with Su Xiu. A woman like her is not worthy of sympathy. She cannot live from her sins. She is talking about her.

After Mu Xiang walked with He Liancheng for a while, several kind-hearted villagers helped Su Xiu up and sent her back to Zhao's house.

After entering the door, Su Xiu thanked the villagers, supported the wall by herself, went to the yard, sat on the small bench, and gasped weakly.

He Liancheng's palm was too heavy, she felt as if her internal organs were about to explode, her blood was on fire, and her blood was boiling.

Mrs. Zhao heard movement in the yard, she poked her head out to look, and saw her sitting there, no matter whether she was in pain or not, she opened her mouth and cursed, "Su Xiu, why did you come back so soon, I asked you to find Xiuwen, the person you are looking for What about it? It’s New Year’s Eve, and your husband-in-law is not here, so you can still sit still?”

She doesn't care about any conflicts between the young couple. She only knows that the new year is coming, the family must be reunited, and both sons must come back.

Su Xiu wanted to scold her back, but she really didn't have the strength, so she had to make up a lie for her, "I just fell and fell, and my chest hurts, mother, you are busy first, I will go to the room to lie down, and I will get over it later." Now that I'm excited, I'll go find Xiuwen again."

"Go, go, New Year's Eve, don't act like that, get up for me as soon as you lie down, I will ask Xiu Jie to find your husband-in-law, and you will come in and help me cook later!"

Seeing her looking like she was dying, Mrs. Zhao was really angry.

This daughter-in-law is badly married, so she doesn't say anything, and she doesn't know anything.

When you enter the kitchen, you will only start a fire and fry a dish, either it will be bland or salty.Roll out the noodles to make steamed buns. Even the dough can’t rise well. The steamed buns are either sour, or tasteless and sticky.

The needlework is not bad, and the new clothes their family wears during the Chinese New Year are all made by Su Xiu.But this needlework is good, but it can't be eaten as a meal. Farm women have to circle the stove and turn around the kang.

What's more, this young couple didn't know what was going on. They had a big fight for three days and a small stir-up for two days.The whole Zhao Xiuwen didn't want to go home.

What's the use of a woman who can't do housework and housework, and her husband can't stand her?
Thinking of these bad things, Mrs. Zhao sighed.

Why was she blind at the beginning, and made this marriage with Chen Mei'e, but afterward, she couldn't shake it off even if she wanted to.

Su Xiu clutched her chest and walked into her and Zhao Xiuwen's new house step by step.

Looking at the empty and deserted room, Su Xiu's eyes were full of resentment.

She knew that Zhao Xiuwen had changed his mind, and she found out on the third day after they got married.Because Zhao Xiuwen hid a champagne in the closet where he put his clothes.

It was not an ordinary champagne, and it was not embroidered with mandarin ducks, but a beautiful peony flower. The name was embroidered on a corner of the champagne. In her opinion, the very rustic and vulgar name was Chunxiang.

At night, the door is closed.

She took out a champagne and questioned Zhao Xiuwen, crying and questioning him.

How could Zhao Xiuwen tell her who Xiangpa's master is.He just rushed forward, snatched Xiangpa, and hid it in his arms.

That night, they slept separately.This point has become a habit.

The number of days Zhao Xiuwen went home became less and less. Every time he came back, Su Xiu could smell the strong fragrance of makeup on his body.

Excessive things do not stop there.The salary he earned never went to his family. On the contrary, he went back to ask her for money.First it was dozens of Wen, then it was a few dollars, and then it was a few taels.

Su Xiu's dowry money was not much, except for a few jewelry, he took almost all of it.

Thinking of this, he also thought of He Liancheng's meticulous care for Mu Xiang today, the way the two of them held hands and were very intimate.

(End of this chapter)