70s: Hug the villain’s thick thighs

Zeng's mother said sharply: "Look, a child at such a young age knows how to contradict adults. Your mother didn't teach you this when you were young."

Zeng Qiuhua recalled her childhood. It seemed that she had never contradicted her mother when she was a child. Thinking of this, she looked at Ji Le fiercely and said, "Why don't you apologize to your grandma? Next time I hear you disrespect your grandma again." , I will beat you to death, believe it or not."

Ji Le was so frightened that she burst into tears, "I don't want it, I hate my grandma, I hate my mother." He ran out crying as he spoke.

Although Zeng Qiuhua was angry, she was also a little worried. She wondered why this child had such a bad temper. Just as she was about to chase her out, Zeng's mother stopped her and said, "Why chase? This village is so big. I will come back after I finish crying." Yes, and also, this child just needs discipline. He ran out after talking back. You have to take care of him when you come back later, otherwise, people will say that you, a mother, have not taught you well."

Zeng's mother was satisfied when she saw that although Zeng Qiuhua was still looking outside, she was standing still.

To be honest, she didn't like her two granddaughters, and their surname was not Zeng anyway.

Of course, she may not like it, but she cannot tolerate them being disrespectful to her.

"Okay, let's have breakfast quickly. It's already noon if we wait any longer." Zeng's mother picked up a handful of vegetable stems and mixed them into the porridge. Then she went to the cupboard and dug out a bottle of chili sauce. Spoon.

Zeng Qiuhua looked at Zeng's mother's actions and felt distressed subconsciously. However, she suddenly thought that this was her mother, and she said again: "Mom, I made that chili sauce myself. If you think it tastes good, you can bring it later." go back."

"Okay, you can pretend it for me later. Don't tell me, my daughter, your cooking skills are almost as good as my mother's. It's delicious." Great-mother took a big mouthful of porridge and said vaguely.

After finishing breakfast, Ji Le hadn't come back yet, so Zeng Qiuhua became a little anxious, "Mom, why don't you rest here for a while, and I'll go find Xiao Le. That damn kid is really not easy to worry about at all."

When Zeng's mother thought about the purpose of her trip, she held her stomach and let out an ouch.

Zeng Qiuhua immediately stopped walking, turned around and ran towards Zeng's mother, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Zeng’s mother said weakly: “It’s okay, this is my old problem. Please help me over and sit down.”

Zeng Qiuhua quickly helped Zeng's mother go to the room. Being disturbed like this, Zeng Qiuhua had long forgotten the idea of ​​going to Ji Le.

"Mom, why does your stomach hurt? I never knew before." Zeng Qiuhua looked worried.

The great-mother's expression froze, and then she yelped twice, "I'm not afraid that you will worry. Your mother-in-law is such a powerful person. She has always disliked us. What's wrong with my daughter giving something to honor her parents?" Your mother-in-law scolds you at every turn, but my mother was afraid of embarrassing you, so she didn’t dare to tell you for so many years."

Zeng Qiuhua was so sad that she choked and said, "Mom, my daughter is unfilial."

"Alas..." Zeng's mother sighed deeply and said, "It's okay now. You guys are separated. You don't have to hand over what you earn in the future to her. You can live a better life. Mom, in the future Even if I leave, I can rest in peace."

When Zeng Qiuhua heard Zeng's mother's tone of explaining the funeral, she couldn't help but feel scared. Her hands started to tremble, "Mom, stop talking. I'll take you to the hospital and you'll be cured." of."

Zeng’s mother shook her head and said, “I went to see him. I heard the doctor said it would cost a lot of money.”