After becoming a widow, I became the mother of seven children

Li Xiniang pulled Yan Qingqing aside and told Yuan Huiniang what she was thinking. Yan Qingqing suddenly felt dumbfounded.

She believed that she had never regarded Yuan Huiniang as an outsider since she became a mother-in-law, and was even closer to her than Xin Niang Yueniang. I don’t know why Yuan Huiniang has such an idea.

Seeing Yuan Huiniang crying non-stop, Yan Qingqing became impatient and scolded: "Why cry when you have a good life? I'm not dead yet!"

Seeing her mother-in-law being angry, Yuan Huiniang was so frightened that she didn't dare to cry any more. Yan Qingqing sighed and said, "Huiniang, I don't think I've treated you badly, and I'm not the kind of mean and vicious mother-in-law. Since it's about family matters, I Delivering it to you means trusting you.

I'm not that narrow-minded, so I hope you won't make up some messy things when you have nothing to do, as that will affect family unity. "

Yuan Huiniang sobbed twice and said, "Mom, you asked me to make that thing called a mask, aren't you angry and I didn't do it?

Then why did you enter the room without saying a word, seeming quite annoyed. "

Yan Qingqing looked at her and replied calmly: "As far as our family's current situation is concerned, you are right. With the extra cloth, we can still make a pair of shoe uppers.

I'm annoyed because we have to set up a stall tomorrow and we haven't prepared everything yet.

Now, isn't this the streetcar and barrel borrowed from your Grandma Wang's house? "

Yuan Huiniang looked in the direction of Yan Qingqing's finger, and sure enough, there was an underground car placed next to the courtyard wall. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed on her face. It turned out that she had really misunderstood her mother-in-law.

Seeing that she was relieved, Yan Qingqing said again: "I don't want the same thing to happen again, and I don't want to be suspicious. I will tell you anything in the future."

Both Hui Niang and you must remember it. "

Several children nodded after hearing this.

Yuan Huiniang bit her lips and said, "Mom, I was wrong. I shouldn't have listened to my aunt and thought blindly.

My eldest aunt said that my mother was used to being teased by my grandmother when she was my daughter-in-law. How could she really be kind to me? She just wanted to wait for me to make a mistake and find a big reason to punish me severely. "

Without Yan Qingqing's questioning, Yuan Huiniang told Yan Qingqing what Zhao Yumei had muttered in front of her.

Yan Qingqing's heart sank after hearing this. She looked at her daughter-in-law coldly and asked, "Then what do you think? Do you think Zhao Yumei is right?"

Yuan Huiniang knew that her mother-in-law was angry and quickly shook her head and replied truthfully: "Mom, I have never thought about it this way. It's just that I can't control myself and I'm afraid that if I do something bad, my mother will be unhappy."

Yan Qingqing sighed after hearing this. Yuan Huiniang was still young after all, so she was naturally affected by other people's words and provocations.

But fortunately, this child can still distinguish right from wrong, mainly because he is afraid of doing something wrong and making himself disgusted. The starting point is also concerned about his status in Yan Qingqing's heart.

Yan Qingqing naturally took this opportunity to give Yuan Huiniang a beating, and at the same time established her indispensable family status in this family.

Yuan Huiniang felt at peace, and naturally everything would be fine.

The next day, as soon as the big rooster in the village crowed twice, Yan Qingqing got up from the bed.

Because they knew that the family was going to officially do business today, except for Jinxiu who was still young and was sleeping, everyone else got up.

Yan Qingqing is responsible for braised pigs, Yuan Huiniang is responsible for steaming steamed buns, Li Xiangan is responsible for lighting the fire, Li Xiangjian is responsible for doing chores, and Li Xiangkang is responsible for cleaning the dishes and chopsticks that Wang Dagang made yesterday.

The most important thing was Yan Qingqing's pig sesame. Half an hour later, the smell of meat filled the whole yard. They never knew that the pig sesame could be so fragrant.

Yan Qingqing felt a little proud. It was packed with her secret marinade, so how could it not be delicious?

Yan Qingqing took out the braised pork and stewed a winter melon. Of course, she also put some braised pig offal in it.

Today is the first day of setting up the stall. Yan Qingqing did not prepare so many dishes, one full of meat dishes and one with half meat dishes.

Yuan Huiniang also steamed steamed buns and made big bone soup.

Yan Qingqing left a few steamed buns and braised pork for Yuan Huiniang and the others and loaded the rest on the streetcar.

Li Xiangjian was very strong, so he pulled the cart in front, and Li Xiangan pushed it in the back. Yan Qingqing was the easiest, and she just had to walk.

Li Xiangjian still insisted on letting Yan Qingqing sit on the ground in the queue because he was afraid of tiring her.

Yan Qingqing had no nerve to let two children push her. Besides, she was really not that old yet, so she rejected him righteously.

Seeing that Yan Qingqing refused to take the car, Li Xiangjian had no choice but to warn him: "Mom, if you are tired, you must tell me. My son has a lot of strength."

Yan Qingqing exclaimed when he heard this, and then got goosebumps all over his body.

How come this is a bit like the plot in some movies where the son drags his mother into the city and the mother is kind and the son is filial.

Yan Qingqing quickly shook her head, feeling that she was becoming more and more abnormal.

Because Yan Qingqing and the others were selling lunch, as long as they arrived before noon, the three of them were not very fast.

At about eleven o'clock, Yan Qingqing and the others finally arrived at the dock.

Yan Qingqing looked at the busy people on the boat and ordered his two sons to quickly set up the stall.

The stall is actually very simple, just a simple table with large black and white steamed buns and bowls and chopsticks placed on it.

Bone broth and stews were laid out on the floor.

Because there are not many people setting up stalls on the pier, most of them sell various small items. Of course, there are also people selling food like Yan Qingqing and others.

But most of their food is wild vegetable pancakes or black-faced steamed buns, and few can sell meat or vegetables.

After another half an hour, the people working on the dock began to take a rest, and a few people even started to hang around here.

But most of them go to stalls they are familiar with.

Li Xiangan and Li Xiangjian were probably a little restless because they were too young.

Especially Li Xiangjian was extremely anxious, but he still swallowed what he was about to say when he saw Yan Qingqing in the presence of the old god.

Yan Qingqing saw that the time was almost up and most of the people working had disembarked from the boat.

So he started shouting at the top of his lungs: "The fragrant big steamed buns with braised meat and vegetables are delicious and not expensive. There is also free bone soup. Come and try it. If it's not delicious, you won't have to pay for it."

Yan Qingqing's voice startled Li Xiangan and Li Xiangjian, and they looked at Yan Qingqing blankly.

Sure enough, after Yan Qingqing shouted several times, several people gathered around him.

One of the men asked: "Sister-in-law, what kind of meat are you selling? Is it really not expensive?"

Yan Qingqing quickly smiled and said: "Don't worry about what kind of meat it is, your mouth will be full of oil."

After saying that, he opened the lid, and a scent suddenly filled the air.

The man made a gesture of swallowing, but she hesitated when she saw that Yan Qingqing was selling pigs.

Yan Qingqing also saw his hesitation and said: "Don't worry. If it's not delicious, there's no charge. I guarantee you'll remember it after eating it this time."

I can serve you a piece and you can try it first. "

Then a familiar voice asked: "Can I have a taste?"

Yan Qingqing looked up and saw that he was indeed an acquaintance.