The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 872
On the last day, Xiaoxia brought her her first meal for the past four days: a bowl of thick millet porridge, and two buns made of black noodles.

The black noodle was almost entirely made of wheat husks, and it tasted particularly irritating to the throat, but Mrs. Zhang couldn't care less about the dislike, and devoured the two buns while drinking the millet porridge.

Xiaoxia stood by the window and looked at her, and said with some emotion, "Why are you bothering? I can't help it, Saburo is already a Juren, why do you fight against him?"

Although the sage now governs the country with filial piety, there are also some powerful daughters-in-law who don't pay attention to their parents-in-law at all, and firmly control the power in the family. The parents-in-law have no right to speak at all, and they have to listen to their daughter-in-law for everything in the family.

But as long as these daughter-in-laws don't abuse their parents-in-law, as long as they don't do too much, no one will say anything.

When a person is old, it is enough to have food and drink, so why bother to fight for that breath.

What's more, the life of Tong's family is also very good, except for Qiao's family, they look down on the whole village.

Humans just don't know how to be satisfied.

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyes at Xiaoxia, "I gave birth to him and raised him for 17 years, and that's how he treated me. Do you think I can be willing?!"

"It is said that he gave money, but his father took all the money, and I didn't see a single coin!"

"His grandfather has no money in his hands now, and the flowers he gives are less. Now the family is a vegetarian every day. Have you ever seen a mother who is a vegetarian every day?"

Xiaoxia was silent when she heard the words.

She has only met Tong Sanlang as a Juren, but she doesn't know the situation of other Juren's mothers...

Besides, he is a vegetarian every day, although Tong Xingda has money in his hands, but Tong Xingda is a person who can't bear hardships, and Tong Xingda will go to buy some things from time to time to make up for it.

And in the final analysis, this matter was still Zhang's fault, even Qiao Maimai's grandma dared to break off the relationship, let alone Zhang's mother-in-law.

It is too naive to want to use filial piety to overwhelm Qiao Maimai.

But that's all Xiaoxia said, Zhang's appearance, it's clear that she's gone mad and only wants to get revenge.

It is useless to persuade others.

Mrs. Zhang finished eating a bowl of millet porridge and two steamed buns, then looked at Xiaoxia, "What did my father say?"

"The village chief said that from now on, the four of us will be in charge of every meal for you, and only millet porridge and steamed buns are allowed, but my house has pickles. Shall I bring you some pickles tomorrow?"

Tong Tiehu specially explained that bun, which is almost entirely made of wheat husk, with only a little flour mixed in it, and it is difficult to swallow without something in it.

Mrs. Zhang didn't understand Xiaoxia's kindness, and all she had in her mind was the words millet porridge and wowotou.

Will she keep eating these things from now on?

OMG!

can not imagine!

She wiped her mouth and said, "I'll give you a hundred copper coins, and you tell your man to go to Saburo and tell him that I'm starving to death. If you don't want to see my dead body, then let him come to see me."

"No, the village chief said, you must not disturb Saburo with this matter." Xiaoxia shook her head immediately.

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang gritted her teeth, "Then how long did my father say that he would lock me up?"

"New Year."

Zhang's "..."

Thinking of the terrible days in the next two months, she immediately said, "Go and tell my father, just say that I know I was wrong, and I will change it."

What Zhang Xiaoman said is right, first bow your head and give in, say a few good words, and stay dormant first!

Wait until Tong Sanlang goes to the capital to catch up for the exam next year, and then plan slowly!
(End of this chapter)