Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

There was laughter inside and outside the restaurant.

"Shopkeeper Yan, you are so awesome. You scolded this shameless woman away. I admire you. I really admire you."

"No wonder Shopkeeper Yan can support such a big family business. I have gained a lot of experience."

"Shopkeeper Yan, you are awesome——"

"........."

Yan Xia put away her vicious expression.

Smile again.

"Stop making fun of me. That person just now really pissed me off. I, Mrs. Yan, have never seen such a shameless person. We just met him once and he got stuck on me. It's really annoying. Okay. Sorry, I don’t want to disturb everyone’s meal. To express my apology, each table will be given a bottle of drink!”

Yan Xia was afraid of scaring the guests.

Quickly use your trump card.

The words just left his mouth.

The guests who originally wanted to leave the queue went back.

By the time it was time to eat, not only had the show not affected the business, but it had actually made the queue longer and longer.

As a result, restaurants are overwhelmed.

Many people placed their orders and sat on the second floor of the pastry shop.

Anyway, it's close, so just let the waiter pass by.

This thing is not like hot pot, it is fixed, so that the second floor of the pastry shop is full of seats.

The person who originally only wanted to eat sugar water couldn't hold back after smelling the overbearing fragrance and ordered several items.

It lasted until dinner and the restaurant was still full.

All the lunch dishes have been sold out, and the business is better than Yan Xia imagined.

The legs of the servants who were doing the shopping were running away and smoking.

Maybe it’s because everyone has little appetite in summer, and the taste is bland, so eating something spicy can help dispel the moisture.

Yan Xia had lunch and dinner at the restaurant.

It was so busy that even Yan He Chengdu came to help.

Outside the restaurant, a scholar wearing an empty blue gown passed by.

He looked inside, feeling a little longing for it, but after touching his pocket, he could only shake his head and leave.

This person is He Tian.

His coat was bought last year. It has been washed frequently and has turned white.

He Tian returned home and heard the woman crying.

Thinking it was Jiao'er who was crying, he dropped the cloth bag with books in his hand and ran over following the sound of crying.

"Jiao'er, what's wrong with you, Jiao'er, Jiao-"

The moment he opened the kitchen door, the second half of He Tian's words was stuck in his mouth.

It turned out that it was not his Jiaoer who was crying, but Bai Ruixue.

He breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Husband—"

Bai Ruixue hugged his waist tightly and pressed her face against his back.

"Husband, mother, she actually beat me——"

Bai Ruixue complained, thinking that her brother Xiaotian would help her make the decision.

Unexpectedly, He Tian opened her hands and said with a cold face, "Oh, so what? Mom is an elder, and you have to suffer when she hits you. Remember, after Mom is done beating her, you have to ask her hand Does it hurt? Mom worked so hard to raise me up, and you must be filial to her, you know? If you let me know that you make mom angry again, then you can stay alone in the empty room. "

He Tian's voice was obviously gentle, but it froze Bai Ruixue's heart into ice.

After he left, Bai Ruixue squatted on the ground and burst into tears.

"why?"

"Why did it become like this? You obviously didn't treat me like this at the beginning, why..."

She feels that her current life is like an ice cube smashed by a hammer, with no future.

"Why? Because Brother Xiaotian is mine, and you are worthy of me fighting for my husband. Haha, just watch. Sooner or later, I will make Brother Xiaotian never step into your room. Look, that woodshed will be your future Please clean up your residence, lest you suddenly move in and become unaccustomed to sleeping~"

Just when Bai Ruixue was crying vigorously, Jiaoer stood quietly in front of her.

Bai Ruixue raised her head. When she saw Jiao'er's mocking expression, she was almost going crazy with anger.

"Do you deserve to be called husband? You are just a concubine, a concubine who sold herself to your mother. Even if you are beaten to death, you will not make a splash. No one cares about you, you know? Because you are a concubine, you are not even the master. It doesn’t even count, it’s just that a lowly maid climbed into the bed, and the bitch in your belly is also a concubine. What are you proud of? When I have the legitimate son of the He family in my belly, your bitch daughter is only qualified to lick my son’s shoes. !”

After all, he is from a peasant family.

Compared with Jiaoer who has been in Hetian for several years.

His ability to curse people is even better.

The two of them looked at each other and gritted their teeth with hatred.

"Jiao'er, why are you here? I thought you were in the room. How are you today? Did the baby in your belly kick you?"

When He Tian appeared, the two people's expressions changed instantly.

One is pretending to be weak, the other is pitiful.

"I kicked him. My son said he misses his daddy. Husband, where have you been today? Jiaoer is about to cry thinking about you~"

Jiaoer never called He Tian her husband before.

This was the first time he screamed. The novelty made He Tian's eyes even more indifferent. Without even looking at Bai Ruixue, he walked up to Jiao'er, put his left hand around Jiao'er's slim waist, and gently touched her belly with his right hand. .

"Daddy misses you too, and misses your mother even more." He put his face next to Jiaoer's belly and said.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Today you made my mother unhappy. She was so angry that she cried. Husband, let's go to the house and see my mother. She was very angry when she came back. , I'm worried about her body."

Bai Ruixue wanted to imitate Jiaoer and cry and act like a coquettish girl.

But her tears had just filled up.

Jiaoer lured her husband to her mother-in-law's house.

She was left standing alone outside the kitchen.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, my son, my mother doesn’t want to live anymore——"

Mrs. Song was lying on the bed with a white cloth tied on her head, as if she was seriously ill.

The moment she saw her son.

Cry loudly.

It’s just that the tears don’t fall for a long time.

"Mother? What's wrong with you? Are you angry with Bai Ruixue? I didn't want to marry her at the beginning, but you let me marry her. Now, okay? If you make my mother unhappy as soon as you get married, how can you let your son study with peace of mind in the future? Ah, today I went to my friend’s house to discuss new books, and I thought I had gained a lot, but when I came back, I saw my mother crying like this, my son, my son didn’t want to study anymore.”

He Tian didn't say anything angry.

In fact, he doesn't like reading at all. His mother pressured him to read when he was a child. When he grew up, he discovered that having an extra identity as a scholar would make him look down upon, so he always pretended to be reading.

In fact, he had never finished reading any of the books in his room.

Today, he and his friends went to Yuehonglou in Linzhen to listen to music for a day.

What reading.

It's all just excuses.

Because he didn't have much money, he secretly sold a few books to have money to go out for fun.

When buying these books, none of them cost more than two taels of silver.

Can be sold for only half the price.

Some were not well preserved, or even half of them were missing.

It was not an option to just sit back and have nothing. Sooner or later, the books would be sold out. He watched his mother worrying about money every day.

My heart aches so tight.