The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

Meng Wantang put the child down, and the little guy lay stretched out on the kang, sleeping soundly.

Look at the three huddled up in their own house.

At first glance, you can tell that it feels very insecure.

It was very hot in the room. She covered the child's belly with a handkerchief and asked Lu Qingye, "Do you want to drink some water?"

"Don't drink."

"Then I'll go get some cold water to drink."

Meng Wantang went out with the jar, pressed the water twice, took a jar, and asked Feng Yumei: "Do you want to drink water?"

"I just drank."

Feng Yumei was not asleep. She was lying on the bed, looking at the starry sky, her eyes were like spring water, and she kept crying.

"If you don't want to drink water, just go to sleep." Meng Wantang was about to go in holding the teapot.

Feng Yumei's miserable voice sounded from behind: "Are you laughing at me for being stupid?"

"Why am I laughing at you?"

The most stupid person is the original owner.

The original owner was blamed until his death. Feng Yumei was used as a gunman. No matter how you say it, he was a good person. In general, there is nothing else except being distrusted by the husband's family.

After all, the daughter-in-law is just an outsider in the eyes of others.

Meng Wantang didn't want to be a close friend: "Go to bed quickly, we have to work tomorrow morning."

After entering the room, Lu Qingye asked her: "Who were you talking to just now?"

"Three siblings."

"Why is she here?" Lu Qingye was not surprised, he was very shocked.

No one in the village knew that Meng Wantang and Feng Yumei were at odds and would start fighting when they met.

It is even more impossible for Feng Yumei to come to their home.

Meng Wantang became more energetic when talking about gossip. She sat on the edge of the kang and whispered: "Let me tell you today, your parents will get more than 800 yuan at the end of the year, and it will take three years to pay back one share." Guess what? The third daughter-in-law didn’t know about this either, so she started making trouble in an instant.”

Lu Qingye felt that Meng Wantang was still the same Meng Wantang.

It's not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Not to mention good things about others.

"I think the third daughter-in-law doesn't care about the money. She cares about how her son still doesn't get medical treatment even though she has money at home. If the child really burns out, who does it belong to? Your parents. I will definitely say that the third daughter-in-law is too stupid to take care of a child."

Meng Wantang wanted to lie down and sleep out of habit. When her body tilted, she suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly sat up again.

Lu Qingye is so tall that he alone occupies half of the kang.

With the addition of several children, it was either difficult to sleep or a little awkward.

Lu Qingye also realized this and was about to move when he saw Meng Wantang already getting off the kang.

Meng Wantang took a coat and went out: "I'm going to sleep."

Feng Yumei was still sitting on the bed secretly wiping her tears when she suddenly found someone sitting next to her.

Feng Yumei looked back at Meng Wantang: "Second sister-in-law, why did you come out? Could it be that my second brother kicked you out? Does my second brother still have the courage?"

"Shut up and sleep!"

Meng Wantang was almost exhausted after working all day, and now she just wanted to sleep.

Feng Yumei didn't feel uncomfortable after being yelled at, and felt sweet in her heart.

The second sister-in-law is really nice.

Knowing that she would be scared to sleep outside alone, he even came out to sleep with her.

She was really blind before, and she actually listened to and believed in others, thinking that her second sister-in-law was not a good person.

"Second sister-in-law, what happened in the past is that I didn't remember the faults of adults and villains, so don't be the same as me. From now on, anyone who can't get along with you will have trouble with me. No matter what happens, I promise On your side."

Meng Wantang: "..."

The breeze at night is quite cool.

Meng Wantang turned over, thinking half asleep that she must build a shed tomorrow.

Then hang a curtain so that the wind doesn't blow against it.

No need to worry about it raining in the middle of the night.

morning.

Meng Wantang woke up first, and the first thing she did was to enter the house.

As soon as she entered, she saw that Lu Qingye was also awake.

Meng Wantang held the spittoon and handed it to him: "Can you help me?"

"Need not."

Lu Qingye held the spittoon and did not move.

Meng Wantang looked at his well-jointed hands and found that his hands were quite pretty.

Suddenly, Meng Wantang noticed a line of sight, looked up and saw someone's expression was not right, and then realized that he might be embarrassed to go to the toilet while watching someone here.

"Sorry, I just got distracted by my thoughts."

Meng Wantang turned around and walked outside. It was quite a long way out in one breath.

It's really embarrassing.

On the other hand, Lu Qingye's reaction was quite innocent, and he didn't look like an old tough guy at all.

After a while, Meng Wantang went in and walked out carrying the spittoon.

The two of them didn't look at each other the whole time, and even if their eyes met occasionally, they would look away instantly.

Meng Wantang's ears were a little red. Feeling the weight of the spittoon, she couldn't help but think that Lu Qingye's kidneys were actually quite good.

It's just that my waist is a bit awkward.

Tsk, whoever becomes his wife in the future will probably have a hard time in the rest of their lives.

Meng Wantang felt sorry for his future wife.

She washed the spittoon and placed it in the corner. She came out and washed her hands carefully before starting to cook.

Feng Yumei woke up when she heard the noise.

"Second sister-in-law."

"The child hasn't woken up yet, let's go later." Meng Wantang was kneading dough.

When I made dumplings the day before yesterday, I had a little bit of noodles left. That little bit of face-to-face talk was done by myself, so I just happened to come and introduce him face-to-face. Yesterday afternoon she handed out a basin of noodles and planned to make steamed buns.

This morning I saw that all the faces were posted.

There was no ready-made yeast at the moment, and no self-rising flour. Most people use water-alkali to make steamed buns.

If the water-alkali is not properly mixed, the steamed buns will be yellow in color.

Not delicious anyway.

Meng Wantang studied with the old dean before. Even though her living conditions improved later, she rarely cooked and never lost her professional skills.

Feng Yumei watched from the side and said in surprise: "Sister-in-law, you can actually make steamed buns?"

"Is it difficult to make steamed buns?"

Meng Wantang was quite cold and her tone was particularly bad.

Feng Yumei was not angry and said as usual: "The steamed buns made by Lu Qingshun are so unpalatable. She still has the nerve to say that she is the best steamed bun maker in the whole village. I feel like vomiting every time I eat it."

"Is it so unpalatable? I thought she deliberately made the food so unpalatable when I was in confinement."

Meng Wantang fell silent after speaking. She and Feng Yumei looked at each other and got the answer from each other's eyes.

Grass!

That old lady with an honest face is really not a thing.

"You wait."

Meng Wantang kneaded the dough, put a basin on the dough, and went into the house to ask Lu Qingye.

"How does your mother cook?"

Lu Qingye was confused: "She can cook well, what's wrong?"

"Isn't it delicious?"

Meng Wantang felt that his anger level was rising sharply.

Lu Qingye nodded: "My grandfather was a chef. When my mother was not married, she cooked at home every day."

Meng Wantang: "!!!"