[Quick Transmigration] Heard I'm a bad woman!

People in this era like bright red and green colors.

Stitching head flowers like bright red have always been the best sellers.But scarlet rags are hard to find, so Yan Ying simply bought white cotton cloth and dyed the red cloth with beet red juice.

The color is very authentic. The two big red-headed flowers for Yan Qianqian's hair are made of red cloth dyed by myself, which is in line with the modern people's pursuit of bright red color. Grandma's skin is white, and Mrs. Yan's skin is also white.

It's just getting older, and people in this age are chronically malnourished and have a sallow complexion, so Yan Qianqian followed Yan Ying who had never done farm work and rarely went out.

Yan Ying is also white-skinned, but Yan Ying is the kind of pale that has not seen the sun all year round, and the blue blood vessels are clearly visible.It is an unhealthy white, and the first impression it gives people is that it is sick and crooked, and the life of the people is not long.

Yan Ying glanced at Yan Xixi, who was clearly careless and crooked, and didn't say anything too provocative, but let Yan Qianqian carry Yan Guishu into the house, and then leisurely and leisurely went back to her room.

That little appearance of ignoring people made Yan Xixi so angry that she cursed again and again.

"Better take a big tumble right now."

Yan Ying turned her head and glanced at him coolly.

"Evil thoughts rebound."

Yan Ying smiled suddenly, and the next moment, Yan Xixi, who was attacked by the rebound BUFF, fell hard as she cursed.

It was such a coincidence that the dog gnawed the mud and directly gnawed off Yan Xixi's front teeth: that's it.

Mud and blood smeared his mouth, not to mention how embarrassing he was.

Yan Ying didn't sympathize with her, and raised her voice, "You will be rewarded if you do evil", and entered the room gracefully, and closed the door tightly with a 'bang'.

Yan Qianqian, who obediently carried her younger brother into the room just now, heard the movement and came out to take a look, but was frightened half to death by Yan Xixi's eyes that were fiercer than a wolf.How can I think of Fuyan Xixi getting up or something.

Yan Qianqian showed her face, and then hid in the house again, only to make Yan Xixi burst into tears in anger.

There was a lot of crying, and Yan Ying, who returned to the house, thought that the reason why Yan Xixi showed her lung capacity to the fullest was to publicize their ruthlessness.After all, Yan Xixi had already cracked her front teeth, and no one at home cared about her.

Come to think of it, Yan Xixi's howling and crying aroused the excitement, and they would definitely blame Yan Ying and Yan Qianqian who were at home.

In the end... the same sentence, I never expected that the one who went home first was Mrs. Yan who went up the mountain to pick up goods from the mountains.Mrs. Yan never liked to see Yan Xixi, so she just yelled and scolded Yan Xixi in a series of words without any repetition.

"Go back to the room. Your mother is not dead yet, so it's not worth your howling."

"Grandma, why are you just scolding me? It's my sister-in-law and sister Qianqian. When I fell, they just hid and didn't help me."

"I dare not help you." Yan Ying opened the door and walked out calmly. "If it is falsely accused, and it is said that we pushed it, we will be speechless."

Yan Xixi covered her mouth and glared at her.

Yan Ying didn't take it seriously: "Didn't you just lose your teeth? Children will grow back when they change their teeth."

"Hurry up and go back to the room, don't bother to see you here. It's a shameful thing."

Old lady Yan cursed again, and began to pack up the mountain goods that she picked up from the mountain.The half-basket of mountain products has everything, such as hickory nuts, mountain chestnuts, and hazelnuts.There is also a black fungus, which is very big. If you clean it out, you can fry a large bowl of fungus and shredded pork.

But Mrs. Yan didn't plan to fry the fungus, but called Yan Qianqian to come over and clean up the mountain goods together. In the yard, a dustpan woven from bamboo was set up, and the washed mountain goods were put into the dustpan to dry.

The meal for lunch is very simple.

The rice is made of miscellaneous grains, and a pot of sweet potatoes is steamed.The dish is cut pickles, fried with a little oil.

Also made a steamed egg.But it was eaten by Yan Ying alone.Even Yan Miaomiao, who is only one year old, eats specially beaten miscellaneous grains.Only Yan Ying, a 15-year-old girl, opened her hands and opened her mouth.

Of course, what is slightly different from the original owner is that Yan Ying can't eat calmly when facing her one-year-old niece, regardless of the one-year-old niece who has been drooling over the steamed eggs and babbling.

He simply hugged Yan Miaomiao from Wang Sihui's hands, and shared a bowl of custard with his little niece.

Wang Sihui was so happy that she even said that Yan Ying was getting more and more sensible.

Zhao Chunhua was dissatisfied, obviously thinking of her daughter who had lost her front teeth but could only eat sweet potato porridge.As for the yin and yang, he said, "My sister-in-law is not just a niece of Miaomiao", which made people laugh.

Yan Ying smiled disdainfully. "Miaomiao is one year old, and Xixi is also one year old? It's a seven-year-old child. It's just that the front teeth have been knocked out. It's not like they won't grow back. As for making such a fuss?" sweet potato.

"I can't even eat steamed sweet potato and soaked rice soup? I'm afraid I have to go back into your mother's stomach and remake it."

The words sounded limp, and it could not be said that they were not poisonous, anyway, Yan Xixi's body was shaking when she heard the words, she was too angry or choked to speak.As for Zhao Chunhua, who started arguing, she wanted to say something more, but was frightened by the fierce eyes of Old Lady Yan.

If there is anything else to say, I am afraid that the speed of eating will be slow, and the next moment, Mrs. Yan will tell her not to eat.

In the whole family, Li Shulan doesn't like to talk at the dinner table, which will delay her watching plays and cooking.Mrs. Yan has always been too lazy to talk about her, so she suddenly let Li Shulan eat half of the man's ration.

Old lady Yan: "..."

"Are you doing ten centimeter work in the afternoon?" Mrs. Yan said angrily, "It's enough to eat seven or eight centimeters. Why did you even eat your man's ration?"

The autumn harvest is hard, and I don't eat enough to work. I am afraid that Boss Yan will lose a lot of weight once the autumn harvest is over.Compared with the other people in the family who are neither fat nor thin, they want to follow Zhao Chunhua's style and secretly arrange for her to dig the flesh of the three sons, just to raise the youngest daughter fat.

If the youngest daughter is really white and fat, Mrs. Yan will definitely recognize this arrangement, but Yan Ying's whole body is weak from top to bottom, inside and out.At first glance, it is congenitally weak and weak.

Mrs. Yan definitely didn't recognize this arrangement, so she pointed her cannon at Li Shulan, scolding again and again, only to make Li Shulan admit her mistakes again and again, and finally took over the job of washing the dishes without Mrs. Yan shouting, washed the dishes and returned them. Cleaned the kitchen inside and out.

In the afternoon the men of the family go to work, as do the women.Instead of going up the mountain, Mrs. Yan took the cloth mat that had been pasted up with rags and began to cut out shoe patterns, and threaded pins with hemp rope to start fitting the soles of the shoes.

Yan Ying, on the other hand, found a ball of light gray wool from nowhere, and sat beside Aunt Yan and began to knit a sweater.

Old lady Yan was surprised how Yan Ying learned how to knit a sweater, but then she thought that Yan Ying was smart and let her go.Knitting a sweater is so simple, you don't need to learn it.Immediately he said cheerfully: "Why don't you buy the red one, the red sweater looks good."

"This is wool thread, it's very precious." Yan Ying replied with a smile: "This is a sweater for my mother. It is light gray and low-key, and it doesn't get dirty easily."

"My mother has a padded jacket, so I don't need any sweaters. My little sister just packs up her sweaters and wears them herself."

"Make one for mother, and one for myself." Regardless of Yan's refusal, Yan Yingcai said bluntly: "Buying clothes for mother, my daughter is happy."

"Okay, okay. You are happy, you are happy." Old lady Yan was happy, but she couldn't help teasing Yan Ying, who was almost hanging on the oil pot with her mouth raised. "Mother doesn't agree, do you still have to be angry?"

"That's for sure." Yan Ying smiled wickedly, like a little mouse who successfully ate lamp oil, and said happily: "I only have one mother, and my mother only has me and one daughter. The three brothers already have their own children. Xiaojia, I have a partner who will support me until I grow old. If my daughter is not good to my mother, then my mother will not be so sad."

Tossing the daughter-in-law or something can easily shorten the life.Wouldn't it be nice to be a happy old woman who doesn't worry too much about anything?Yan Ying didn't know how to persuade Mrs. Yan not to be as knowledgeable as the three daughters-in-law, but to change the way to make herself filial, which became a matter of course.

"Those three bastards. Bah, they're playing the Northeast accent again. Those three little bastards, my mother only wished they hadn't been born. They don't do their business all day long, and they just make my mother angry."

Although Mrs. Yan was angry with her daughter-in-law who made troubles from time to time, she was actually even more angry with her three sons.

Looking at each of them looks like a stuffed pumpkin and can't get angry, honestly, they are actually three useless little bastards who don't know how to protect their wives in front of their faces and talk about their wives behind their backs.Every time she had to wait until the situation was out of control and she was about to throw someone out, she couldn't wait to jump out and teach her daughter-in-law a lesson.

Look, look, she's not the mother of the daughter-in-law, so no matter how hard she hits her, she won't feel bad.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Yan tried her best to control the corners of her mouth, and said very bluntly: "Little sister, you can't find this kind of son-in-law in the future. It doesn't matter if a man has a soft personality, anyway, a woman doesn't have to be soft. Find the character Okay, it's easy to handle."

Hearing this, Yan Ying didn't know what kind of expression to make to go along with Mrs. Yan's preaching. After thinking about it, she simply gave a thumbs up and said sincerely: "Mother's words are really good, I will listen to them from now on." Damn, what mother says is what she says."

"Okay, okay, mother will choose a young man with a good personality and an outstanding personality to be her son-in-law."

Old lady Yan smiled even more happily, and Yan Ying couldn't help asking because of her overjoyed look. "Mother, do you know the criteria for a good son-in-law?"

"Both parents died!" Yan Lao Niang said without thinking.

As soon as these words came out, what else could Yan Ying say, she could only use both hands to give a thumbs up.

"Yes, mother is right."