Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

When Jia Zhang heard this, his anger went straight to Tianling Gai'er.

A whole chicken, Qin Huairu actually said that she was only allowed to eat the head and feet.

Immediately, he pulled his face, slapped the chopsticks on the table, and roared out.

"Qin Huairu, you are going too far. You bought a whole chicken, but you only let me eat the head and feet? Do you still see me as a mother-in-law?"

Qin Huairu smiled lightly: "Mom, I have treated you very well. Not only did I give you soup, but I also left a mouthful of meat for you. What else do you want? Except that I will give you a mouthful of soup. You go to this courtyard Try it here? Is there any one who will give you a sip of soup? Let alone chicken soup."

Jia Zhang was speechless for a moment, pointing at Qin Huairu: "You...you..."

Qin Huai laughed but didn't smile, stretched out his hand and pushed Jia Zhang away and pointed at his index finger: "Mom, if you have something to say, say it well, don't point at me, you don't even have soup."

After speaking, Qin Huairu directly distributed the chicken soup in Jia Zhang's bowl to the three children.

"Come on, your grandma still has time to quarrel, explaining that she doesn't want to drink chicken soup, you should drink it."

The three children looked at me and I looked at you, each of them picked up a bowl and drank the chicken soup upside down.

Seeing Qin Huairu bullying herself like this, Jia Zhang's hatred slowly sprouted and took root.

She thought carefully about Qin Huairu's abnormal behavior since she came back from the lunatic asylum.

It turns out that no matter what, Qin Huairu always discusses big and small matters with himself, and it's not very good for him, but it's not bad either.

But Qin Huairu in front of her must have hooked up with Ueno men outside and became rich.

Sure enough, once a person has money, he will be completely different!
Looking at the current posture, is this stinky woman trying to drive herself out of the house? !

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This house belongs to Jia's family. She is a daughter-in-law with a foreign surname, and she must not be allowed to climb on top of her.

She immediately decided that since Qin Huairu didn't show her good face at all, then she would retaliate.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Jia Zhang gave Qin Huairu a hard look, without saying a word, put the chicken head and feet into her own bowl, added another bowl of rice to herself, and patted the rice silently.

Seeing that Mrs. Jia and Zhang stopped talking, Qin Huairu smiled slightly.

Endure it for a few more days, and when your madness breaks out, I will kick you out of the house.

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midnight.

"Ahhh-!"

A shrill cry pierced the night sky.

The shouting continued, followed by the howling of the child.

The neighbors in the courtyard were all startled by the sound.

The big guys poked their heads out one after another.

Qin Huairu ran out of the house with disheveled hair, bare feet, and a pale face.

Then, Banggen, Xiaodang and Xiaohuaihua also ran out of the house crying.

Seeing this, Silly Zhu rubbed his eyes and said to Lin Aijun, "Hey, it looks like Sister Qin has seen a ghost."

Listen carefully again, and there are bursts of extremely low mourning sounds in the room.

Lin Aijun's eyes were sleepy, and he vaguely felt that this scene seemed familiar.

The White Widow came out of the house cursing: "It's the middle of the night, what the hell are you calling!"

He Daqing patted the White Widow: "Don't talk nonsense! Scary people are not scary!"

The aunt saw that Qin Huairu was really frightened, and felt a little weird.

She also knows what Qin Huairu is like, it's really not easy to scare her into such a situation.

"Huairu, what's the matter with your house?!" As he spoke, he poked his head and looked into Jia's house.

Seeing this, the first mother also screamed loudly.

"Ahhh-!"

Then, the big mother's legs went limp, and she sat down on the ground.

Seeing this, the uncle hurried forward to help the eldest mother: "Yo, what's the matter?!"

The first mother trembled and said, "Jia... Aunt Jia set up a mourning hall at home!"

When Lin Aijun heard this, he slapped his thigh, wondering why this scene looked familiar.

In the original play, Jia Zhang also set up a mourning hall at home in order to prevent Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu from being together.

He covered his face and thought, what should happen will happen.

But all the neighbors in the courtyard couldn't help being stunned when they heard Da Ma's words.

He Daqing rushed forward and looked into Jia's house.

The uncle followed behind He Daqing, and also probed into the room to look around.

In the corner of the living room, Mrs. Jia Zhang placed Jia Dongxu's portrait in the middle, and put a piece of incense in each of the two incense burners on the side.

Kneeling in front of Jia Dongxi's portrait, with white gauze on his head, he kept muttering: "Dongxu, come back and see! Come back and see your daughter-in-law! She abused you Madam!"

Sensing someone at the door, Jia Zhang turned her head and smiled at them.

Rao He Daqing and the first uncle are old men, and they were also taken aback by the scene in front of them in the middle of the night.

It's not that they are timid.

It's just that the atmosphere in Jia's house at the moment is too hellish.

There was no light in the room, only two candles were lit, and it was too dim to see clearly.

Coupled with Jia Zhang's attire, she was humming mourning and music recently, and thought it was a female ghost in the middle of the night without paying attention.

No wonder Qin Huairu was so frightened that she almost regarded herself as Bai Wuchang.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting stronger, Mrs. Jia Zhang stood up from the mourning hall, grabbed a flashlight, and walked out step by step.

He Daqing and the uncle instinctively retreated step by step, their whole bodies trembling.

The beam of the flashlight shone on her face, making her look extraordinarily hideous.

"Are you... a human or a ghost?" The old man was terrified, and fell down beside the big mother.

He Daqing retreated behind the White Widow, his voice trembling: "Don't come here! Don't come here!"

Jia Zhang looked at Qin Huairu, and cursed: "Dongxu! Look at your daughter-in-law, she abused your mother! Come back and see, come back and see."

But all Chinese believe in ghosts and gods to some extent.

Seeing this, Sha Zhu couldn't help being a little scared: "Fuck, Brother Jun, this Jia Zhang family is not a ghost, is it?"

Lin Aijun murmured in a low voice: "The boy urinates, to ward off evil spirits!"

Upon hearing this, Silly Zhu turned his head and went into the room without saying a word, and took out a spittoon jar, which contained the urine his son had just urinated.

Without even thinking about it, he splashed it directly on Jia Zhang's head.

"The sky is lingling, the earth is lingling, Taishang Laojun quickly come to show his spirit."

Jia Zhangshi was proud of scaring Qin Huairu out of courage for herself, when suddenly a spittoon pot of urine was poured on her, and she was stunned.

She reached out to wipe the urine on her face, glared at Sha Zhu angrily: "Si Zhu, you are sick!"

"Bah, you're sick. You set up a mourning hall in the courtyard in the middle of the night? How many people did you scare? Have you seen your own children?" Silly Zhu spat at Jia Zhang.

"Is this Aunt Jia going crazy again?" The first uncle finally regained his senses, got up from the ground and helped the second aunt to get up.

Jia Zhang didn't care about the urine dripping down his face, and said to the uncle seriously: "Master, I'm not crazy, my daughter-in-law treats me unfilially, I ask for a general meeting of the whole hospital."