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

Zhao Juying moved quickly, cutting a wheelbarrow of sorghum and sending it home. On the last trip, Gu Nianjun was asked to push the cart. She carried the load, and the two strong men also carried small bundles and took them home directly.

Mrs. Gu: "Grandson, I still have to keep busy."

What she meant was, "I'm still here. Send me home and come back quickly to help me cut sorghum." But she refused to say it directly in front of Zhao Juying, wanting Da Zhuang to understand.

But Da Zhuang was not her old man and her son, so naturally he would not be so considerate in guessing her thoughts, so he just said yes and went home first.

Old Mrs. Gu was holding on in the ground, holding on to her anger. She just wanted to wait for Da Zhuang to come back and show him how exhausted she was. She wanted to make her eldest grandson feel guilty and distressed, and then she took the opportunity to say bad things about Xia Mingshuang and alienate their relationship between mother and son.

Mrs. Gu absolutely refused to let Xia Mingshuang and Da Zhuang mother and son get along.

Back then, she used Xia Mingshuang to control Gu Yunshan, but now she wants to use Da Zhuang and several other children to control Gu Yunshan. However, everyone agreed that Xia Mingshuang should be divorced so as not to make people angry!

This woman is no longer easy to control, and it will be a disaster if she stays here any longer.

She must find a way to control her eldest grandson.

Mrs. Gu felt that she was much better to Da Zhuang than Xia Mingshuang was to him, and Da Zhuang usually showed that he was closer to his grandparents than his own mother.

Mrs. Gu has this confidence. As long as she feels uncomfortable, her eldest grandson will definitely come back to take care of her.

Xia Mingshuang wants to win Da Zhuang back, but that's impossible!

As a result, after waiting for a long time, she didn't see Da Zhuang come back to care about her, and her family members didn't come looking for her either.

This boy actually...is so careless about his own milk! Fortunately, she usually feels that the relationship between grandparents and grandchildren is very close.

She called: "Daman?"

Gu Daman did not respond.

There was no visibility in the sorghum field, and Gu Daman felt that Nai Gan would not see her while she was working, and she would have slipped out to play long ago.

At this time, Mrs. Gu didn't answer anyone's call. She was so angry that she was trembling while holding the basket, "Daman, just wait for me!"

She took two quick steps angrily, when suddenly the world began to spin, her vision went dark, and she fell to the ground with a "gudong" sound, unconscious.

At this time, Old Man Gu and others had finished work and were washing their feet at home or going to the river to wash their bodies, put on clean clothes and prepare to eat.

They didn't see Mrs. Gu and Gu Daman, so they thought they were picking vegetables in the vegetable garden, but they didn't take them seriously.

After Xia Mingshuang waited for Dazhuang and Erzhuang to come back, she let them eat and did not let them out after eating. She took out the sorghum that had been dried before and asked them to spread it on a straw mat and sit on it to scrape the sorghum grains with tools. .

She said: "There is no broom at home. You should hurry up and get it done. I will ask your third grandma to make a broom tomorrow."

Da Zhuang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't bother anyone, I can tie up a broom."

He had watched grandpa make a broom several times and even helped him, so he had already learned how to do it.

Although Da Zhuang doesn't pay much attention to studying, he has great hands-on ability and can do it just by looking at it.

Xia Mingshuang looked at him in surprise, "Can you really do it?"

Da Zhuang thought she didn't believe him and thought he was bragging. He frowned and his handsome face sank slightly, "Of course, I never lie or brag."

No need!

Xia Mingshuang laughed and said, "Okay, if you help tie the broom, I will give you two cents for each broom."

Er Zhuang immediately beamed with joy.

Da Zhuang said displeasedly: "What's the point of making your own money?"

Erzhuang: "..." Brother, it's just a few cents, what can you do with it? We can buy little books or candies.

After arranging for the two brothers to scrape sorghum grains, Xia Mingshuang wanted to go to Zhao Juying to discuss scraping sorghum grains and farming.

This straw used to be owned by old man Gu. They either used it as a favor, made mats, or made other tools. Anyway, it was not the original owner's turn. Xia Mingshuang saw that there was no big demand at home, and he could give it to the production team in exchange for work points.

At this time, the leprous wife's voice came from outside, "Big sister, Mingshuang sister!"

Xia Mingshuang: "..." When did I become so familiar with you?

Dazhuang and Erzhuang also turned to look at Xia Mingshuang, wondering how their mother could have such a good relationship with her leprous daughter-in-law, who had such a bad reputation.

Xia Mingshuang: "I'll go take a look."

When she went out, she saw a middle-aged woman and Zhang Laizi standing at the door, both of them looking around.

This woman is not the leper's wife, but his sister-in-law Tian Meizhen, and their voices are somewhat similar.

When Leizi was a child, his head was covered with leprosy, which did not disappear until he was a teenager, so everyone always called him Zhang Lezi.

He is in his early thirties, and he is not ugly, but his whole person has a sense of obscenity and greasiness from the inside out. Zhang Lezi smiled at Xia Mingshuang, who he thought was very handsome, and said in a voice that he thought was very sexy: "Sister Ming Shuang..."

"Hey!" Xia Mingshuang interrupted him directly, startling him and Tian Meizhen.

Xia Mingshuang: "What are you talking about?"

Zhang Laizi immediately looked embarrassed, and soon said with a salivating smile: "Haha, Yunshan's wife has such a bad temper."

So damn hot! Spicy and beautiful, what a hot beauty!

Tian Meizhen smiled hurriedly and said: "Daughter-in-law of Yunshan, I heard that you got your own land back. Our family wants to build a house for our son to get a wife, so I wanted to ask you to lend me some straw."

Xia Mingshuang was happy, but she didn't want to borrow it, "Then will you get work points or food in exchange?"

People in the countryside don't talk about money. Except for village cadres and people like Gu Yunshan who earn wages outside, every household has little cash. What they have has to be kept to build a house and marry a wife, so it is impossible to spend it casually.

Zhang Laizi immediately became displeased, "What? Just light straw and exchange for grain?"

Xia Mingshuang immediately turned cold and said, "Then you can borrow it from another house for free."

Tian Meizhen hurriedly smiled and said: "Don't be impatient, sister, it's not like I won't pay you back."

return? Xia Mingshuang sneered, "I don't know how many times I have to fight to get a wife, and when the time comes, I won't be able to be serious. How can I pay her back the straw in the year of the monkey and the month of the horse?"

She said: "It's not like the production team doesn't have any. Why don't you go there and borrow it?"

She was happy to be borrowed from other families, but she was not happy with Zhang Lezi's family.

Tian Meizhen said awkwardly: "The production team has to... use work points in exchange. It's very expensive for us to marry a wife, so we have to keep the work points in exchange for food rations."

Xia Mingshuang didn't like Zhang Laizi and Tian Meizhen poking their heads in front of his house, so he wasn't so polite, "I'm sorry, I'm going to exchange rations with the brigade."

Tian Meizhen couldn't help but said: "You can't spend all the money your man sends every month. The rations are all bought from the brigade. How can we use this little straw? When you didn't have this straw before, weren't you also short of rations?"

She was very angry at Xia Mingshuang's stinginess. Why did she want to use this little straw?

Xia Mingshuang raised his eyebrows, oh, this man really smells like tea. It's none of your business whether I use my own rice straw or not? Is it possible that you regard it as your own?