Seventy-year-old book: The villain Zaizai’s best mother

Xia Mingshuang closed the door and was still cursing behind the door, "These lazy idiots, this gatehouse is so dirty and they don't know how to clean it up. I have to do it myself."

Wherever people have a gatehouse, they usually have a door in the wall, two wooden doors that pull down, and at most a thatched shed.

Xia Ming Shuangjia was designed by Gu Yunshan himself. Although it is low-key and simple, it is very practical, and the small courtyard has a simple beauty.

This gate building not only protects the wooden door, but also blocks wind and rain. It is very pleasant to enjoy the cool air and do some work in summer.

Xia Mingshuang was hungry and hurried home to eat.

The yard is not dirty. Xia Mingshuang just cleaned it in the afternoon. Now the two brothers are sweeping it casually, sprinkling some water, and setting the table.

Miaomiao has already served rice.

She was thinking that her mother wouldn't hit her brothers, right?

Da Zhuang didn't care, Er Zhuang was full of excitement.

There is a large plate of glutinous rice dumplings, a basketful of dough pancakes, and a pot of stewed eggplant with kidney beans on the table.

Although there is no meat, it is full of aroma and makes people want to eat.

Several children were hungry and swallowed their saliva one after another.

It's just that Xia Mingshuang didn't sit down and use her chopsticks. They didn't dare. It wasn't that they didn't dare, but they didn't want her to curse and hit people all day long.

Xia Mingshuang sat down and said slowly: "Let me say a few words before the meal. From now on, our family will not cook two kinds of meals, and we will all eat the same meal. Those who are sick can eat sick meals alone, with white/noodles and eggs. But Xiaozhuang is still young, so he can eat some Fine grains, do you have any opinions?"

Ga?

The four children, including Xiao Zhuang, were shocked.

Da Zhuang, a young boy who had always been unruly and calm, was also confused. He looked at Xia Mingshuang in disbelief. Was she... suffering from a strong wind? Is there a level 8 typhoon?

No, the world is easy to change, nature is hard to change, she will not change.

She just has convulsions! Capricious!

She might take it back tomorrow. If they dare to eat the same thing, she will definitely get angry!

Erzhuang couldn't believe it even more. He suspected that his mother was up to something and might want to give them a hard blow.

This is a sugar-coated bullet, a trap, and a bait!

Never be fooled!

After being surprised, Miaomiao was filled with emotion and even felt a little guilty. Her mother was so good, how could she ever... think that her mother was not good and she didn't love them?

She even thought that having a stepmother-like mother would be better than having no mother at all.

She blamed herself for missing her mother so much and thinking so badly about her mother.

Mom asked her to study hard, do housework by herself, and cook by herself. Mom said she would eat the same food from now on.

Mom is so good!

Xiao Zhuang looked at Xia Mingshuang with an admiring expression, "My mother is so gentle."

At noon, he hugged his mother's legs, and her mother touched his head and held his hand when he went home.

Mom put him on the kang to sleep, and she also gave him delicious eggs, pumpkin, and mash. Mom...

Mom is the best.

The little Zaizai immediately forgot all about his mother beating and scolding him.

The main reason is that Xiaozhuang is still young, has a soft and waxy voice, a delicate body, and a cute face. He doesn't talk back, doesn't talk much, stays quietly on the side, and doesn't get scolded or beaten often.

Furthermore, Da Zhuang, the rebellious and unruly elder brother, attracted the firepower, and the original owner beat him completely. Xiao Zhuang was made to be well-behaved and cute, so naturally he was beaten less, and even if he was hit, he would be slapped twice like dust.

The little Zaizai's admiration for his mother was naturally overwhelming. He immediately tilted his body and leaned on Xia Ming's legs and rubbed, "Mom~~"

Xia Mingshuang: "..."

Ouch, who can handle such a soft and cute little cub?

She held the little Zaizai's body with her left hand, rubbed it twice, and patted it. Hey, it was too thin and it hurt her hands. Instead, she stroked her head twice. The child was malnourished, his hair was thin and yellow, and it didn't feel good enough.

Yes, you have to feed him until he is fat.

Xia Mingshuang immediately gave him a large piece of dumplings, kidney beans and eggplant and put them in his coarse porcelain bowl, "Baby, eat it."

Da Zhuang: "!!!"

You are feeding the pigs!

That's my brother, what a bastard!

People in the village call pigs "Zizizi", "Zizizi", and "Zizizi". When children disobey, they call them "Zizizi". No serious person would call his child "Zizizi".

This is a lingua franca on the Internet in later generations, especially those who raise other people's babies. They like to call other people's cute babies Zai Zai. Da Zhuang doesn't appreciate it at the moment.

He knew that Xia Mingshuang was not so kind!