After Black Lotus became a reborn person, he went completely crazy

When someone introduced a date to her youngest son, she would ruin one of them. I have forgotten how many people she has ruined. Even now, she still does not repent and continues to make trouble.

Her youngest son was not bad looking, fair-skinned, tall and straight, good-tempered, clean, able to endure hardships and earn money. Under the leadership of her youngest son, the dilapidated courtyard inherited from her family was demolished and a beautiful new courtyard was built.

The young man was good in every way except that he had an annoying old mother who completely blocked his path to marriage.

It is said that the old lady gave birth to thirteen children in her lifetime, four of whom survived: two sons and two daughters.

The youngest son is the youngest and the last child she gave birth to at the age of 45. The youngest son is 26 years old this year. People of his age have children everywhere, but he doesn't even have a wife.

In those days, there was no such thing as contraception, and people would have children until they could no longer have children. As for the children, except for those that were deliberately thrown away or suffocated to death, the rest were basically kept as many as possible.

Those who can survive are simply lucky, and the fittest will survive. The old lady is mean and vicious, and she almost caused her eldest daughter-in-law and her husband to divorce.

Later, the eldest son brought the baby woman to the city, rented a house, and made a living by doing odd jobs.

They basically lost contact with each other. During the Chinese New Year, only the eldest son came back to celebrate the New Year for three days, and then went back to the city immediately after the New Year. If he was not afraid of leaving a bad impression in the village and being criticized, I guess the eldest son would not want to come back for the New Year.

Alas, in every era, there is always the best.

The old lady, who is already very old, doesn't stay at home to rest and enjoy her retirement. She is always running around in the village. Like a ghost, she targets this person in the west today and that person in the east tomorrow.

She takes it without asking. If others don't agree to give it to her, she will dig up their ancestors and curse them in front of them.

The key is that this old lady is of a high generation (the highest generation in the village, like an ancestor). She is also old, 71 years old this year, which is considered a long life in the village.

The bones of the elderly people of the same generation and similar age as her are probably all melted away, but she is still alive and well.

When she was young, she was a hated person and couldn't get along with anyone. At that time, her mother-in-law was still alive, so she could suppress this kind of thing to some extent.

After the mother-in-law and the husband passed away, this thing was completely invincible, and it let loose and became even worse. It makes sense that the harm has lasted for thousands of years.

The villagers dare not touch this thing or scold it, they can only endure it and admit defeat. Don't you think it's infuriating?

The final result was that she kept bringing things from other people's houses into her home, while her youngest son followed behind her, constantly giving compensation and apologizing.

This happens every now and then.

Her son couldn't say anything to her. If he did, she would feel pain all over and faint at any time. If she cried and scolded her son for being unfilial, she should go to hell.

Some time ago, she brought the old hen from her neighbor's house back to her house.

On the one hand, he was afraid that the chicken would fly away, and on the other hand, he didn't want the other party to recognize it, so he cut the chicken's wings with scissors, thinking he could get away with it.

But in the end, the neighbors came and recognized him. These days, a family only raises a few chickens, and the chickens nowadays are not ordinary chickens.

They are the "chicken butt bank" in the eyes of ordinary people and are an important source of income for their families. Everyone is staring at them like eyeballs. Whose family is it? How can they not know?

Besides, the village is such a small place, and everyone knows clearly how many chicks a family had at the beginning of the year, how many died in the middle, and how many were left at the end. How many were male and how many were female.

To be precise, in some aspects of the village, there are no secrets at all.

The old lady still refused to admit it, she rolled on the ground and threw a tantrum, insisting that the chicken was hers and she would not return it. She said that others would not give her a chance to live and would force her to die, crying and shouting.

She even dragged out her long-dead husband and scolded him again. She said that her husband was useless and could not support her when he was alive. He was useless after his death, so everyone came to bully her, an orphan and a widow.

When her youngest son wanted to return the chicken to the neighbor, she turned over and got up, and hit her son's waist with her head, and even tore and beat him. I don't know where the old lady got the strength from, she was only 1.5 meters tall, and had bound feet.

She cried and scolded, fought and scratched her son's face, but she still didn't stop. She insisted that her son was unfilial and joined others to bully her. She would not live any longer.

Finally, someone called the eldest daughter and her husband to come and finally the old lady calmed down. The old lady was afraid of her eldest son-in-law.

Of course, that’s another story.

Several families living near her house guarded their belongings more closely, fearing that the old lady would unilaterally "borrow and not return" or "extort them".

Even the iron rings that the children in the village played with, and the spinning tops that were whipped with whips, as long as these things were out of the children's sight, she would take them home if she saw them and set her sights on them.

You tell me, what should we do with such a person? If she takes these things home, can she eat them or play with them? These things really cannot be beaten or scolded, and people don't know what to say to her.

Oh no.

In the original body's memory, the youngest son of this old lady was delayed by his biological mother until he was almost 40 years old. He couldn't drag it on any longer, so he finally married a divorced woman with a child.

The old lady was quite able to live, and she lived until her son was in his 30s before she passed away. But her youngest son at that time was neither high nor low.

He wanted to marry an older girl, but she disagreed, saying that he was too old and had no elderly people at home to help him. She thought he was weak and alone, so she refused to marry him.

He should marry someone of the same age as him, who is usually remarried and has kids, but he is unwilling and unhappy about that.

After all, his conditions are considered good in the village. He is down-to-earth and can make money. He is indeed a good young man.

At that time, many girls looked at age and appearance, but money was not that important. If it were later, as long as you had money and could earn it back,

No matter how old you are, even in your seventies or eighties, there are groups of young girls who keep coming to you. I can only say that you were born in the wrong era.

Xia Ran finally discovered that the village was very lively, so it was a good place to sit on a small stool, crack some melon seeds, and listen slowly.

There were so many melons that they couldn't finish them all. The two chatted until noon, and the rain didn't stop at all. On the contrary, it got heavier and heavier.

The autumn wind and leaves made it chilly. Gui Niang wanted to go home to make lunch, but Xia Ran persuaded her not to. There were two people at home, how could she starve herself?