The reborn fierce wife is going to counterattack

Chapter 239 Inconsistent Ideas

"It's just the two of us, how can we use so much, it's too wasteful." Mother Ji complained as she looked at a table full of dishes, but she smiled honestly.

Just looking at the oil-braised prawns, braised pork knuckles, and stewed chicken, with plenty of oil and water, I saw that a lot of oil was used, and I felt distressed: "Oh, how much oil was used, you are too good at home Yes, this much oil is enough for half a month."

"..." Feng Huaying was depressed, feeling that what she did was wrong: "It's all enough, we have enough oil, mother, you don't have to worry."

Ji's mother, who is used to being thrifty and frugal, has a painful expression on her face: "You have to save a little bit in life. In the future, your son will have to buy a house to marry a wife, and Zeying will not be able to keep the dowry. What will happen to them after spending all of it?"

Mother Ji looked at Feng Huaying who had stopped eating and held back her words: "Forget it, I will teach you slowly in the future, let's eat first."

I have done everything, and now nothing can help, and this child is also kind, in order to clean up her, she did it so well, she said too much, it seems that she has no conscience.

After eating for more than an hour, it was getting dark. Feng Huaying turned on the light. Mother Ji looked excited when she saw the light: "This is the light. It's really bright. It's just like daytime. You can see everything clearly."

I touched it with my hands: "Hey, it's quite hot, won't it burn?"

She has always lived in the countryside and has never seen electric lights. It was only two days on the train that she saw electric lights with her own eyes, but she had no chance to get close to them.

"No, it's just that the temperature is higher, so it won't burn." Feng Huaying said patiently: "And after two years, the village will also be connected to electricity."

Mother Ji didn't quite believe it: "If only I could wait until that day, I could close my eyes."

"Mother, what nonsense are you talking about? When the electricity is turned on, Weihe and I will pay for you to buy a TV. You can watch TV by yourself at home."

"Television is what puts people in boxes?"

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After chatting for a while, knowing that it costs money to turn on the light, Mother Ji quickly turned off the light: "There is nothing to do at night, turn it off, don't waste money."

The sudden darkness surprised Xiao Zeying, who was still asleep, and looked at Feng Huaying in confusion in the darkness: "Mom?"

Feng Huaying scratched her head and hugged the child tightly: "It's for use after the electricity is turned on..."

"It's okay, what are you doing with the light, it's all right, you should pack up and go to sleep." Mother Ji lay down on the bed.

"Mother, wash your face and feet before going to bed."

"No, just sleep like this, you don't have to worry about me."

Feng Huaying stood still, but still left. Before leaving, she said, "Mother, if you need anything, just call me."

"I see, you go to sleep."

Feng Huaying went back to her room, turned on the light, and planned to play with her spirited daughter for a while. She took Ji Wei and the comic book she bought last time and said to her daughter: "This is one hedgehog, two hedgehogs, three hedgehogs. ..."

There are some small animals and plants in the book, which can teach children to count, or teach them to recognize some things. It is not as interesting as other comic books, but the colors are very bright, and children like it very much.

Recently, Feng Huaying used this to teach children, but not long after the start today, she was interrupted by a voice: "Huaying, what are you doing, turn off the lights and go to sleep."

Ji's mother was in the east wing, very close to the main room, and seeing the light, she couldn't help but make a sound when the light was not turned off after waiting for a while.

How much will it cost to spend more time like this.

Feng Huaying and her daughter looked at each other, smiled helplessly, and lowered their heads in frustration: "Your grandma is really."

"Hua Ying, what are you doing so late?"

I glanced at the clock, it was not even 08:30, it was already late, it hadn’t been long since it was dark, and Xiao Zeying usually went to bed at nine o’clock, let alone her, when she was busy, it was eleven o’clock or twelve o’clock. Have.

But afraid that her mother-in-law would come over and talk about her later, Feng Huaying didn't dare to continue to turn on the light: "It's okay, turn off the light right away, mother, go to sleep."

After turning off the lights, Zeying was upset and took good care of the child and lay down on the bed. In the dark night, the girl's soft voice sounded: "Mom?" Where's Ting Ting?

Feng Huaying immediately understood what she meant: "I'll read the comic book tomorrow, shall we tell a story today?"

Xiao Zeying looked at Feng Huaying with her fleshy face, wondering if she understood.

But this is not important: "Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple in the mountain. In the temple, there was an old monk and a young monk. The old monk was telling a story to the young monk. The story was 'Once upon a time there was a mountain...'"

"Ah, monk?" Xiao Zeying listened ignorantly, feeling that her head was not enough. What are you talking about?
The little guy who was thinking hard fell asleep unconsciously.

Feng Huaying also stopped the endless loop, thinking about the day's relationship, feeling a little worried about the next few days, she couldn't help pinching her brows: "I hope there will be no problems."

Their ideas are inconsistent in many places, and I don't know what kind of friction there will be.

No matter what, Feng Huaying also wants to have a good relationship with her mother-in-law. Even if the content of the family letter made her unhappy for a while, it was against Ji Weihe, who could lose her temper unscrupulously, but with her mother-in-law, she didn't want to be unhappy. It's best to get along well.

The next day, Mother Ji got up early and saw Feng Huaying in the yard: "Your master, let me get some Mingling fragrant rice and dried mushrooms. You can cut two catties of pork later."

Thinking of the sumptuous dishes last night, I asked again: "Is the meat ticket enough?"

"That's enough, but you don't need to buy meat. My master's house has it, and I haven't finished eating bacon yet." When I went to Liao's house yesterday, Zhang's mother told her not to buy it.

"How can it work? Your master's house belongs to your master's house, so you have to prepare." Mother Ji said, "Where is the supply and marketing agency?

Feng Huaying didn't argue with her mother-in-law about such a trivial matter. If she bought too much, she would make it into bacon, which was the same.

After buying two catties of meat, Ji's mother followed Feng Huaying to Liao's house with the special products from her hometown that she had brought all the way.

As soon as she stood in front of the obviously wide and fortified gate of Liao's house, Mother Ji became cautious: "Your master's house is so big, it looks like the house of some high-ranking official. Your master is really a carpenter?"

A carpenter, Ji's mother never thought that she could live in such a big house. When she saw the eaves and the gate, she couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

"This is Huaying's mother-in-law, come in quickly." Zhang's mother just came back from shopping and saw Ji's mother approaching to say hello.

"Big sister, you are the one who helps Huaying take care of Zeying, I'll call you sister Zhang." Ji's mother was not at all scared when she saw Zhang's mother, and she no longer felt uncomfortable when she saw Liao's family.

"Okay, Miss Ji, let's go in."

Feng Huaying followed them and went in.

Liao Mingyuan came out to greet Ji's mother from the very beginning, and Ji's mother was overwhelmed by his literary and artistic atmosphere. Is this really an old carpenter?

It doesn't look like it, it's the same as the teacher in the school, even more like a teacher than some teachers there.

Looking at the things in other people's homes, they look magnificent from the outside, and the things inside are even more valuable. Ji's mother, who didn't take the matter of her daughter-in-law's apprenticeship seriously before, took it seriously in her heart: Huaying is a great master. .

And this person didn't look down on her muddy legs, he was very easy-going, talking about children and grandchildren's affairs.

There are also Feng Huaying and Xiao Zeying in the middle, and the chat between the two is not so awkward, and it is quite smooth.

(End of this chapter)