The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 227 Missing (1)

Look at this situation, it is likely that Mrs. Du led them to toss, no wonder they can accept them submissively, who in this world is not good with money.

Although I knew it was the same thing in my heart, I still had to hold my mouth and said, "Sanlang and the younger sister have grown up and are promising. I just went back to my mother's house and they all started business. Seeing that Sanlang is now able to read and write." Yes, he will definitely be better than his elder brother in the future."

Little Widow Yang lowered her voice as she spoke, and lowered her head slightly, as if she couldn't help but feel a little sad when she thought of her deceased husband.But the corners of his eyes couldn't help but look at his mother-in-law quietly.

When Widow Yang heard her mentioning her eldest son, she stopped picking vegetables, and the joy on her face disappeared in an instant.

No one can understand the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person. If it weren't for the fact that there were two children and a new-born granddaughter to take care of, she might have wished she had just followed.

How could she hide her carelessness from Widow Yang, but she wanted her to love their mother and child more for the sake of the eldest son. After all, she had lived decades longer than her and could not see through this point.

Widow Yang just glanced at her indifferently, without saying anything, picked the vegetables quickly, and took them to the kitchen by herself.

Seeing that her mother-in-law did not coax her as usual, Widow Xiao Yang felt uneasy, but she was still dissatisfied with not letting her do things, so she dared not say anything.

The family was full of women, and he grew up among women. Yang Xiuwu had long been familiar with such things. Someone outside handed over the number and asked him to go over and collect it. He put the simple book of hundred family names in his arms, Then he went to the hall.

Du Xiaozhu pinched the old silk gauze that had already been added a layer, and reckoned that it was about the same, if a few more layers were added, she might not be able to cut it.

The material is almost as good as it is, and there is not much to waste. Every time she cuts, she has to paste the cut paper pattern on it, and then cut along the edge of the paper pattern.

Du Xiaozhu buried his head and pasted up the paper patterns one by one, comparing them carefully from left to right, always calculating the most economical way to cut, seeing that the paper patterns are almost ready to be cut.

Suddenly, the light in front of the window dimmed. I thought it was Yang Xiuwu who had come back, but I didn't care, but the gaze cast on her, like a thorn in her back, always made her very uncomfortable.

Reluctantly, Du Xiaozhu wanted to raise his head to let someone stop in front of her, but when he raised his head, he found that the person standing outside the window was not Yang Xiuwu who had gone and returned, but the little widow Yang who was left alone.

Seeing that it was her, Du Xiaozhu felt that there was no need for him to speak. He knew it without thinking about it. With her dislike for him, he was afraid that if he wanted her to let her go, she would stop him more strictly.

Du Xiaozhu didn't intend to make fun of himself, he just nodded his head as a greeting, and then he planned to bow his head and go on with his own work.

Thinking that there are other things to do in the afternoon, my hands can't help but move a little faster, I just want to finish this cut as soon as possible.

Seeing her perfunctory greeting, Widow Xiao Yang became even more angry. She originally wanted to speak a few words, but she didn't want her eyes to be attracted by a piece of half-cut silk gauze on the table.

She had never touched such a beautiful fabric, and even when she got married, her mother-in-law just took two bolts of fine cotton and cut her a wedding dress, which was considered the first in this rural area.

But at this moment, Du Xiaozhu had half a horse in his room, how could she not be envious.

(End of this chapter)