The beauty of the lady

Chapter 20 Run
Take out the heavy and rough garlic jar and grind it into mashed garlic, then cut the jelly pork skin into chunks, sprinkle the mashed garlic mixed with soy sauce and a little sour vinegar on top, and it’s a good dish.Finally, cut two very large potatoes into thin shreds, and prepare this dish after the potato stewed chicken is out of the pan.

An hour later, after all the dishes were ready, Zhou Mei still didn't see Wednesday Zhuang coming back, so Zhou Mei put the vegetables in the pot to simmer, and went to the kang room.

"Mom, what's going on, Dad? Will something go wrong?"

"It's Chinese New Year, don't say unlucky words." Zhao stopped, then turned to look outside, also very strange, "That's right, even if you stay in the upper room for dinner, you should at least send a letter back. "

"Maybe it's delayed by something. Let's wait a little longer. If Dad doesn't come back by noon, I'll go and look for it."

Mrs. Zhao nodded, sighed and said, "Maybe there is something that really delays you. Wait a little longer, even if you are eating in the upper room, you will come back early to say something."

Just saying so, Zhao's face became more and more dignified as time went by.

At this time, the old Zhou's family was not so harmonious even though it was Chinese New Year.

Mr. Zhou leaned on the neatly folded quilt with one leg on his back, and looked at the young son who was sitting below with a cramped expression, and he was also full of displeasure.

"Third brother, you have been away for more than a year. You brought a rabbit to your family at the end of the year, and now you have a roe deer. Parents are not the only ones who miss you, but it doesn't sound good to say it, does it?"

"Father, I..."

"Isn't that right, third brother, what your son is doing is too divided. Even if you separate your family, you still have to be filial. Could it be that you don't care about your parents when you divide your family?" Zhou Dazhuang, the boss who was drinking tea by the kang, rolled his eyes and glared at Wednesday Zhuang, feeling very disdainful towards him as the third younger brother. Since he was separated, there was no one in his family to get angry with, but he couldn’t see He, the resentment in his heart has also faded a lot, at least he can say it face to face.

Tuesday Zhuang sneered: "It's not that the eldest brother doesn't know, the third younger sibling seems to be in very bad health, it's a bottomless pit, the third younger brother's money may have been filled in."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhou Zhou Zhuang again and said, "Third brother, your elder nephew is not too young, and logically he has reached the age of studying, you are the third uncle, why don't you have to express it. "

"Second brother, our family has no money, and Xiuyun's illness can't be dragged on, I'm still thinking..."

It's just that he didn't finish his sentence, but was stopped by Mr. Zhou, "What's the matter, are you here to borrow money from us?"

"No, it's not like this father. I mean that the family has no money. I usually buy food and medicine with all my earnings. My family has no land and no money to buy it. The child's mother is also poor, and he can't grow it if he has land. You can buy and eat."

"Father, listen, listen..." Zhou Dazhuang looked filled with righteous indignation, and reached out his hand to nod Wednesday Zhuang, "These three younger brothers are all buying food for their families, and now they come to cry poorly with us. Last year, it was for you and Mother gave me two catties of meat, but this year is a good year, so she gave me a rabbit and a roe deer, which is really unfilial."

Zhou Zhuang scratched his head anxiously because of this sentence, but the old man nodded as if he understood it very well.

"You blame me for not giving you land when we separated?"

"No, dad, son doesn't mean that." Zhou Zhuang hurriedly raised his hand to refute.

"Then what do you mean? I think that's what you mean." Zhou Zhuang continued to add fuel to the fire, "You know, your mother-in-law dared to talk back to her at that time, and she dared to fight. I really thought that being pregnant with a child would allow you to be lawless. , now that you have a son, if you are not filial, your son will not even think about studying and becoming an official."

"Second brother, you really misunderstood. I didn't mean that. I didn't blame my parents."

"Okay, you're so heartbroken, who knows what you're thinking, if you don't blame me, my parents haven't seen you as a son in the past two years?" Zhou Dazhuang also said coolly.

However, Mr. Zhou's complexion darkened a little bit.

In the kitchen, three women are cooking, one of them is an old lady in her 60s and [-]s, her hair mixed with silver threads is meticulously combed, she is wearing a blue short jacket with floral patterns, and a skirt of the same color. , is busy in front of the stove.

In the kitchen, several children were circling around the stove. Seeing the freshly cooked plate of rabbit meat, a child reached out to take it, but was slapped on the hand by the young woman who was cutting the meat next to her. .

"Don't move."

Zhou Wu turned his head to look at his mother, then looked at the plate of delicious rabbit meat, couldn't help but his eyes were red, and he opened his mouth to cry.

Seeing his grandson crying, Mrs. Zhu glared at Mrs. Xu, and shouted, "What are you doing beating the child? I don't know what to say? Brother Wu, don't cry. Come on, I'll give you a piece of meat."

After speaking, he reached out his hand to take out a piece of meat from the plate and handed it to Zhou Wu. Seeing how happy he was when he got the meat, he continued to work with a smile on his face.

"Grandma, I want it too." A little girl about four or five years old stepped forward, looked at the plate of meat, and salivated with her fingers in her mouth.

Mrs. Zhu looked at her and waved her hand: "I'll have dinner later, you gluttonous child, can't you wait any longer?"

Zhou Xue didn't get the meat, but she also saw Zhu's stern face, she didn't even dare to cry, she could only walk to the wife who was burning the fire on the other side with red eyes, and squatted down next to her.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of her daughter, Mrs. Wang dared not say a word to Mrs. Zhu no matter how much dissatisfaction she felt in her heart. Who told her to be her mother-in-law? Besides, she still wanted her son to read and write. In case of offending mother-in-law, the future will only be more sad, just look at Sanfang.

She has no house and no land, and she still owes her third uncle a tael of silver, and her third sibling is too sick to get off the kang all year round. She doesn't want to live that kind of life.

She doesn't like Zhao Xiuyun, or she is jealous, jealous of her overly beautiful face, and even more jealous of her temperament that makes people feel inferior when she looks at her. She is the daughter of a scholar. Zhou Zhuang, who didn't know anyone.

Whether they do embroidery work well, the two of them are no match for Mrs. Zhao. Because of this, the old lady was forced to separate from the third bedroom, even though the third bedroom did not allow the old man, the old lady and the whole family to stay together. See, but even so, every time they saw Mrs. Zhao, the two of them still felt unable to lift their heads, and could only see it as a blind eye.

Now she is just sick in bed, not cursing her to die is considered the kindness of the two of them.

"Mother, do you think the third brother's family will have a good life this year? It's a rabbit and a roe deer." The eldest daughter-in-law Xu asked when she finished cutting the meat, put it in a bowl, and handed it to Mrs. Zhou.

Because Mrs. Zhou loves her two sons very much, she is relatively good to her two daughter-in-laws, and besides, she can handle it well, and she rarely gets angry at them, and Mrs. Xu gave birth to her two grandchildren one after another. , relatively compared to the second room, it is still good, but comparing it now, the youngest grandson Zhou Yang is less than two years old this year, he looks very much like her, and the youngest grandson is the one who loves the most, but with the little one Compared with her daughter Zhou Caiyan, she has a different taste.

(End of this chapter)