Reborn 1990: Cannon fodder fat wife wants to stand up

Chapter 1 Sloppy and greasy big fat man
In the autumn of 1990, thousands of miles were clear, the sun was shining brightly, and the breeze was blowing gently, which could not dissipate the majesty of the autumn tiger.

heat.

extremely hot.

Enduring the sun above her head, Meng Yao squatted beside the trickling river, washing the dirty clothes.

After washing, he wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, immediately picked up the washed cotton and linen clothes, and stood up.

It's hot, and she can't stand it.

"The one from Boyan's house, has it been washed so quickly?"

It was Aunt Shumei from the same village who was talking, and she was washing clothes by the small river with her.

Compared with Meng Yao's simple two-piece Bragi, Aunt Shumei had to wash the clothes of a large family, and she carried them over in heavy aluminum basins.

So full of a large basin, do not know when to wash it?
"Yes!"

Meng Yao smiled softly, and wiped her sweaty forehead with the back of her hand without any trace.

The hot weather is one aspect, and her fear of heat is another aspect.

What you said is nonsense, how can a 180-jin fat man not be afraid of heat?

Meng Yao lowered her eyes, glanced at the reflection in the water of the fat man with big arms and thick waist, arms stronger than other thighs, and couldn't help sighing.

Who would have thought that she, a beautiful gourmet with tens of millions of fans in the 21st century, would wear to the 90s and become a fat and greasy man?
It would be an understatement to say that this fat man is greasy, but the sloppy Meng Yao simply couldn't see it.

The place where she lives is as dirty as a pigsty, and she hasn't bathed, washed her hair, or washed her clothes all year round. When she first came here, the smell on her body could suffocate her to death.

What crime did she do to make her suffer this kind of crime?

Just as Meng Yao shook her head, a series of beads of sweat appeared on her forehead again.

Feeling her head getting dizzy from the sun, she squeezed out a smile on her fat and oily face, and hurriedly said: "Aunt Shumei, you are busy, I will go back first!"

Aunt Shumei smiled and nodded, the mallet in her hand was pounding loudly, and the clear river water oscillated into layers of ripples.

"Hurry up and go back. If you have nothing to do in the future and want to wash your clothes, you can do it in the evening, or you will die of heat this day. I, I have been busy with work today. I can't find time. There is nothing I can do."

Meng Yao blushed when she was told, and hurriedly responded, "Hey, I wrote it down!"

Of course, she didn't want to wash clothes under the sun, but "Meng Yao"'s clothes smelled too strong, and she couldn't wear them without washing them.

No matter what she is wearing now, Bragi, who is not liked by "Meng Yao" and who is at the bottom of the box, also has a musty smell.

Meng Yao's thin clothes are still Braji besides Braji.

Although she is a fat man, she loves beauty very much. She thinks Bragi is fashionable and beautiful, and she buys and wears them whenever she has money.

It's a pity that people are fat and sloppy, and no matter how expensive clothes are, they can't be beautiful.

Meng Yao nodded politely to Aunt Shumei, then took the wooden basin, carefully stepped on the bluestone slabs by the river, walked onto the main road, and set foot on the return journey.

The chubby figure was quickly drawn into a long shadow by the sunlight.

Behind.

Aunt Shumei, who was beating the clothes hard, looked up at the back, and couldn't help murmuring, "Bo Yan's family seems to have changed a lot!"

Naturally, Meng Yao didn't know Aunt Shumei's evaluation of her, so she just focused on walking.

Washing clothes is suffering, and walking is also suffering.

With such a fat body, she would be exhausted after walking a few steps.

Meng Yao exhausted all her efforts to reach the wooden door engraved with "Songhe Yannian".

This is the home of "Meng Yao".

in-laws.

Just as Meng Yao breathed a sigh of relief, before she could show her joy, a reckless brat suddenly ran out from behind the door, and bumped into her at a sprinting speed.

With a "bang", the wooden basin in Meng Yao's hand, together with the washed clothes, was knocked and rolled down the dirt road.

"Ouch, it hurts to death!"

The half-sized boy also fell on his buttocks and screamed.

Relying on her huge body, Meng Yao managed to maintain her balance.

The seven-year-old half-child fell down, as if he was playing, he got up abruptly, jumped up and pointed at Meng Yao and cursed.

"Damn fat woman, how do you walk, don't you have eyes?"

Qi Wenye, Meng Yao's uncle.

Meng Yao, who is a sister-in-law, has never heard a word from him about sister-in-law, only heard him call this "dead fat woman".

(End of this chapter)