Siheyuan: promoted to director, sub-district office to send wife

"What should I do? Keep looking!"

As soon as she heard that her mother-in-law was coming back soon, Zhao Qiuyan also began to feel anxious.

Putting down the hand pinching his waist, he joined the team looking for the vault.

"There are only two dowry wooden cabinets at home, and there must be no other places. My dad can't possibly stuff them in the field, right? Those are my mother's clothes, so don't need to look for them."

Liu Guangtian saw that his daughter-in-law started to panic, and turned around.

I was a little worried that it would not be restored to the original state later, so I hurried over to stop it.

As soon as Zhao Qiuyan was pulled aside, she pushed her back again.

"You listen to me, you rummaged through your pockets, and I rummaged through these too."

Zhao Qiuyan took out two stacks of clothes from the cabinet, it was unknown how many years old they were, and there was a choking musty smell.

Liu Guangtian was so choked that he couldn't open his eyes, first he sneezed a few times suddenly, and while fanning the wind with his hand, he said disgustedly,

"Come on, these are the clothes my parents wore before they got married, at least for more than 20 years."

Two ripped long johns were placed on top.

Liu Guangtian only glanced at it, but couldn't bear to touch it.

What a shame!

Who knows, Zhao Qiuyan doesn't care at all.

Because of her husband's procrastination, she was so angry that she pushed Liu Guangtian away, "Then you stay away and don't get in the way."

If you delay for a while, the old stuff will really come back.

As long as he doesn't have to search for it himself, Liu Guangtian doesn't worry about other things.

He sat down on the threshold, and made excuses for himself, "Daughter-in-law, concentrate on looking, I'll watch over you here."

"To shut up."

Zhao Qiuyan roared angrily, and began to concentrate on sitting by the bed, checking one by one.

The previous sweater styles, whether it is a sweetheart neck vest or a round neck long sleeve, always have a pocket on the left chest.

She thought that the chances of hiding inside were very high, so the sweater was the first thing she started looking through.

With the addition of the second aunt's bangs, there are only four sweaters and a ripped vest, all of which have been frayed in many places, and the thread ends are exposed in a mess.

"No? Damn it! It's really hidden."

It was quickly over, and there was no gain at all.

Oh, there is a harvest, Zhao Qiuyan harvested a hand full of wool...

Distraught, she began to sink her mind and speculate where she would be.

Think back step by step from every corner of the house.

Cupboard, checked.

Under the bed, turn it over.

The quilt has not been lifted.

Pickle bucket?Did you catch it?

So the last line of sight returned to the pile of torn clothes beside him.

I searched all over the sweater and long johns, but the only thing that remained untouched was a cloth bag.

Because it is small in size and tied at the mouth, Zhao Qiuyan didn't focus on it at first.

There was a trace of expectation in her eyes, and she already had a strong premonition.

right here!

Tearing and biting open the cloth bag, and took out the contents one by one.

First, there was a mass of jet-black stuff, sticky to the touch.

In order to find money, Zhao Qiuyan held her breath to suppress the nausea in her heart, closed her eyes and turned her head away, tentatively unfolding the thing.

……

"Ouch... vomit... vomit!"

The sound of violent vomiting came from the house, so scared that Liu Guangtian rushed in to check.

After seeing the scene in front of him clearly, he was puzzled, "Daughter-in-law, whose trousers are you holding in your hand?"

Zhao Qiuyan was almost fainted by the stench, so naturally she didn't turn her head to look at the items in her hand.

Hearing her husband came in, I mustered up the courage to open my eyes.

"Ah!!! ah—"

There were two screams, and Liu Guangtian promptly covered his mouth with his hands for the rest of the voice.

"Ancestor, keep your voice down, you don't know what we are doing! Don't be discovered by others."

"Liu Guangtian! Look at what this is? Your mother is a little..."

The word sick was automatically silenced, and Zhao Qiuyan managed to maintain a bit of sanity.

The mother-in-law seems to have that serious illness!
The bottoms of the trousers that have come to menstruation, instead of thinking about washing them or throwing them away, crumpled them up and stuffed them into a cloth bag? ?
Keep it as a souvenir!
The old blood brought Zhao Qiuyan an incomprehensible shadow.

"Isn't it just the bottom of the trousers? Why are you making such a fuss? Maybe our mother forgot to wash it. It's important to change the money."

Anyway, Liu Guangtian never touched such a disgusting thing with his own hands, so his words were neither painful nor itchy, with a smile on his lips.

It seems that he feels very lucky, and also laughs at his daughter-in-law for being too unlucky.

This reaction was seen by Zhao Qiuyan, and she was out of anger.

As soon as he pouted his mouth, he immediately dropped the pick, "I don't care, you can search for the rest."

"If I look for it, I will look for it."

Liu Guangtian hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter, so he thought, it couldn't be such a coincidence, why would my mother not wash every pair of trousers?

Sure enough, I turned it over to see three items in a row, there was half a long trousers leg, a towel, and a small piece of rag.

Looking at it this way, the cloth bag is not entirely full of trousers.

That's right, in those days, where did I have the spare money to make a few more days of underpants, and I might travel in spare time.

"Look, I'm lucky. Although it's a little dirty, it's not disgusting."

Liu Guangtian shook his head triumphantly, showing off in his expression.

It's your own bad luck, you can't blame others.

Zhao Qiuyan was speechless by his low EQ, rolled her eyes, and continued to urge, "Hurry up, your mother will be back soon."

"Got it~"

I lost my previous defensiveness, so I searched quickly.

Until... an even more disgusting object was found.

The man's underpants have countless holes in the back of the buttocks, and the front is threaded, and they can no longer hold things.

What's more terrible is that the part in the middle of the crotch has been repaired by a layer, but it has been worn out.

The yellowed surface was covered with a thick layer of dirt, Liu Guangtian scratched it with his fingernails a little carelessly.

In an instant, countless powder crumbs fell, floating slowly from the air.

The two of them are no longer men and women who have not experienced actual combat before, so they can naturally understand how the dirt is formed.

Zhao Qiuyan's eyes were glazed over, completely shocked by the privacy of her in-laws.

Liu Guangtian grinned, kept making "噫" sounds, and rubbed his hands frantically on his clothes.

Trying to reduce the visual damage just now.

"Hey, look, what is this!"

When the two were surrounded by the smell and were in great pain, Zhao Qiuyan's eyes lit up, she pulled up her father-in-law's underpants, and dangled back and forth in front of the drunken day.

"vomit--"

The nausea that was finally suppressed surged into his throat again.

Liu Guangtian glared at Zhao Qiuyan angrily, and before he had time to run to the latrine, he bowed his head and began to vomit.

He hadn't eaten breakfast, and there was no oily water in his stomach, and he vomited for a long time before he vomited sour foam all over the floor.