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

Jiang Dafeng's body was covered in gray.

He wasn't sitting on the bed.

Instead, he stood beside the bed, holding Yun's hand. Their eyes were full of beautiful fantasies about the future.

It seems that happiness is within reach.

"By the way, where are A Wan and A Tong? Why can't I see them?" When Jiang Dafeng walked from the yard to the house, he didn't even see the shadow of his children.

"Ah Wan was asked by your mother to help the neighbors. As for Ah Tong, he is in your father's house. Your mother said that I am not in good health. Don't blame Ah Tong for my illness and won't let me take care of him."

Yun's left hand pinched the corner of the quilt tightly.

Her originally bright eyes turned pale.

"According to what mother said, you should have passed away from your illness long ago. Why am I still alive and kicking now? You are just too weak. How can you have any serious illness? I will bring back dinner in the future. You can eat more and replenish your body. , Mom, she is this kind of person, don’t take her words to heart, just bear with it, just move out, I will bring A Tong in, don’t be sad."

They have been sleeping together for more than ten years. Even if Yun doesn't say anything, Jiang Dafeng can still notice it.

He finished comforting his wife.

Went to my father's house.

"Dad——" The expectant call was not from Jiang Dafeng.

But the four-year-old Jiang Tong.

He squatted in the corner, his eyes red, when he saw Jiang Dafeng enter the room.

He rushed straight towards his biological father, hugged his legs and cried.

Jiang Dafeng knelt down and hugged his son. "Dad is back. Don't cry. What's wrong with Ah Tong? Do you miss your father?" Seeing his son crying like this, Jiang Dafeng's heart was broken.

He wanted to wipe the tears from his son's face with his sleeve.

It's a day's work.

He was extremely dirty.

Jiang Dafeng could only hug his son and coax him softly.

"Dad, I want to find my mother, but grandma won't give her. Grandpa even said I peed my pants and wouldn't let me go to bed. I'm so tired from squatting."

The four-year-old can already speak clearly.

He rubbed his eyes.

Stopped crying.

Looks very well-behaved.

"Dad, can you take me to find my mother?"

Atong hugged Jiang Dafeng's neck and refused to let go.

Jiang Dafeng simply stood up and took his son away without even looking at Old Jiang who was lying on the bed.

"Ho, bah——"

Old Man Jiang didn't say a word. He turned around, looked at the back of his son and grandson leaving, and spat on the ground.

Yellow and green.

Go back inside.

Jiang Dafeng took off his son's shoes and put him on the bed.

Yun quickly hugged Atong into her arms.

Although they live under the same roof, they can only see each other when sleeping and eating.

She felt very bitter.

"Have you given Ah Tong eggs today?" Jiang Dafeng asked Xiang Yun when he noticed that his son was very deflated when he was holding him in his arms.

"Eggs? Where did the eggs come from at home? I didn't see them. What I ate today was brown rice porridge. The cooking time was too short and it made my throat irritate. A Tong didn't like it, so he ate less than half of the bowl."

Yunshi shook his head.

He said he didn't see any eggs.

"Oh, it looks like Mom gave away the eggs again. Has Atong's bowl returned?" Jiang Dafeng asked again.

"No, A Tong was still clamoring for a small bowl today. He was scolded by his mother and he didn't dare to cry, so he didn't eat much at night." Mrs. Yun also felt sorry for her son.

Other people's children had round bellies when they were four years old, but her son looked like someone who had escaped from poverty.

It's not an exaggeration to say he's skinny.

"I'll make you a bowl of brown sugar water. You and Atong can drink some together. It'll be fine tomorrow. I'll bring you meat to eat tomorrow. Does Atong like meat?" Jiang Dafeng rubbed his son's withered grass-like hair.

"I like it! Is the meat delicious?" These words are really contradictory.

Like it but don’t know if it tastes good?

Jiang Dafeng was silent.

It has been half a year since the last time we ate meat at home.

My son is young and looks the same at one year old.

It's strange that you can remember it.

Moreover, each person in the family only got one piece of the meat they ate last time.

When it comes to eating, it means just tasting it.

"It's delicious. Eat more tomorrow. Wife, I'll make some brown sugar water for you." Jiang Dafeng was really worried.

He quickly walked out of the house and came to the kitchen, only to remember that he had locked the brown sugar in the cupboard in the house. However, his eyes were red. He didn't want his wife and children to see him, so he stood in the yard to calm down.

But he unexpectedly heard words that made him furious.

"Sister Chen, your granddaughter is really good at work. She has kept my house clean. If she sells her as a maid, she will definitely please the master. You are lucky. With her to help you, all the big and small things in your home will be taken care of. You don’t have to worry about it. Unfortunately, my grandson is still in my belly. I really envy you, Sister Chen. Your grandsons and granddaughters are all surrounding you."

This voice sounded like the Song family.

"A girl's movie is worthless. Do you have any other work at home? Let her do it. When she's done, let her come back. You can do whatever you want. It's fine."

Mrs. Chen was so complimented that she didn't know what her last name was.

She waved her hand, as if the girl in her mouth was not her granddaughter, but a weed on the roadside.

Chen's face smiled like the wrinkles on a steamed bun.

Wrinkled.

"She went to fetch water. The water at home has run out. Just now, my daughter-in-law clamored to take a bath. As you know, it is inconvenient to go anywhere with a big belly. My body is not good, so I asked your granddaughter to wait on my daughter-in-law to take a bath. , let alone, this girl works very quickly, boiling water and rubbing her back. It works better than the maid I bought when I was young. It's a pity that the family is defeated. Fortunately, you can help me, Sister Chen. , as the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, I have deeply realized this sentence. "

Madam Song grabbed Madam Chen's hand.

It seemed that I was moved to tears.

But there was not a single tear in his eyes.

"No, no, we all live in the same alley, and we should help each other. If you have anything in the future, come to my house to find me. If I'm not at home, just call my granddaughter to help you..."

Chen didn't finish his words.

He was interrupted by a shout of curse.

"You asked Ah Wan to work as a maid in someone else's house? Mother, are you deceived by lard? Ah Wan is your granddaughter! You let her go up the pole to serve this old witch?" Jiang Dafeng's hands were shaking with anger.

He didn't expect that his beloved daughter would be so abused by his own mother.

"You damn boy, what are you talking about, what kind of old witch? Admit your mistake to your Aunt Song!" Mrs. Chen was so angry that she cursed loudly, spitting.

Mrs. Song also gouged him out with her three white eyes.

Jiang Dafeng snorted coldly, too lazy to argue with his mother.

He ran to Song's home.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw her daughter Jiang Wan squatting beside the bed, squeezing the feet of a woman with a big belly.

"Awan! Come out!"

Jiang Dafeng shouted into the room.

"Huh? Dad?" Jiang Wan's squatting legs were numb. When she heard her father's voice, she didn't react for a moment. She fell backward and sat on the ground.