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

Well, this is already a goal!

Yan Ying sighed and could only ask, "Who do you fancy, mother?"

"It's Qin Yu from our village." Mrs. Yan said with a smile.

Yan Ying was confused and didn't remember who Qin Yan was talking about. "Who? Who is Qin Yu."

"It's Widow Zhang's only son. The one who served as a soldier five years ago." Yan Lao Niang said cheerfully: "I have contacted Widow Zhang and we have almost reached an agreement. Bring widow Zhang to live with us."

Yan Ying: "???"

Didn't it mean that both parents will die? What's the matter with this widow mother bringing her only son to live?

"It's not so easy to find a person whose parents both died. It just makes sense." Mrs. Yan was a little embarrassed. After all, she was talking about the death of her parents before, and now...

"Don't worry, we have been in a relationship for decades. Widow Zhang is very easy to get along with." Mrs. Yan added after thinking for a while. "It is said that widows are aggressive, but if they are not aggressive, how can they protect the child and raise the child safely? Actually, in the final analysis, Widow Zhang is not as aggressive as I am."

Yan Ying: "Really live together?"

Old Lady Yan: "Live together so we can take care of each other."

Yan Ying: "Oh."

Mrs. Yan: "Widow Zhang is a medicine jar, and most of Qin Yan's subsidy as a soldier is used to buy medicine for Widow Zhang. Because of this, it is not easy for her Qin Yan to marry a wife."

Yan Ying: "Oh."

Old lady Yan: "It just so happens that you have such a strong body, my mother is really worried about you getting married. She simply wanted to let Qin Yan bring widow Zhang to the door of my old Yan's family."

Very thoughtful.From Zhou Dao to Yan Ying, he didn't know what to say.

Yan Ying smiled politely but awkwardly: "Mother, I vaguely remember Qin Yu, who is seven or eight years older than me."

Old lady Yan: "Seven years older, Qin Qin is 23 this year."

Yan Ying: "Oh, why don't you rush to get married?"

Mrs. Yan: "Make a marriage first, and wait until you turn 16."

Yan Ying: "???"

"Qin Qin is really good, although you are seven years older than you. But little girl, you have to understand this man, and you will know how to love others when you are older. For example, your father loves your mother. How old is your father than your mother? If it wasn't your father who risked his life to save her, mother might be captured by those vicious invaders and become a flower girl."

"Later, even though your dead ghost father died early, he was a martyr anyway. Although he made my mother a widow in middle age, I left you as a treasure to my mother. Besides, if there is no monthly pension, How could mother successfully bring you up and marry each of your three older brothers into wives?"

Yan Ying always thought it was weird for Mrs. Yan to compare herself.

Father Yan was a soldier and died because of the war.Now the son-in-law she has chosen for herself is also a soldier.

According to Yan Ying's narrow-mindedness, she couldn't help but wonder if it was because of this that Mrs. Yan found a soldier for herself, who was seven years older than herself.Although I can bring my mother to live with the other party's widow...

Hey, it seems to be quite good!

Yan Ying thought for a while, then said: "Whatever mother says, I will do what mother says."

"That's fine, Niang will have a good chat with Widow Zhang tomorrow."

After getting the answer she wanted, Mrs. Yan returned to her room to rest contentedly.It was another night without dreams. After getting up in the morning and having breakfast, Mrs. Yan left the house early.When Yan Ying got up, it was past nine o'clock, and breakfast was in the kitchen stove, just a sweet potato porridge.

It stands to reason that there should be a boiled egg, but there is no one today.There are only two possibilities, one is that Mrs. Yan forgot not to cook it for her, and the other is that someone secretly took it away and ate it.

Think about the problem with JIOJIO, no accident, it is Yan Laoer or Zhao Chunhua.

If it was Yan Lao Er, Yan Ying would think highly of Yan Lao Er, thinking that Yan Lao Er was afraid that Zhao Chunhua would be hungry; if Zhao Chunhua dragged the sick body to bring it, Yan Ying would despise Yan Lao Er.It's not good for Zhao Chunhua to go home, she always gave birth to four children for you Yan Laoer.

The children did not learn well, but the problem is that the four children are not only Zhao Chunhua's children, but also your Yan's second child.On weekdays, you teach your children to be hands-off shopkeepers, but now Yan Xixi has suffered retribution and was bitten to death by wolves. Zhao Chunhua fell down, and your second child, Yan, becomes decadent and does not want to take responsibility. What kind of man is he?

You deserve it, no one in Lao Yan's family thinks highly of you.

Yan Ying found a spoon and ate the already slightly cold sweet potato porridge in small mouthfuls.

Rinse empty bowls with lukewarm water without any oil on them.

After washing the dishes, Yan Ying left the kitchen.I ran into Zhao Chunhua who was in a bad mood head on.

Yan Ying was stunned, and mainly said hello: "Second sister-in-law, have you eaten yet?"

Zhao Chunhua shook her head, and asked extremely weakly, "Is there anything to eat?"

"I ate the sweet potato porridge in the kitchen." Yan Ying said again: "Let me make a bowl of malted milk for you, my second sister-in-law."

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Zhao Chunhua forced a smile and thanked Yan Ying.

Yan Ying went into the kitchen and took a big bowl, walked quickly back to the room, brewed a bowl of steaming malted milk, and brought it out to Zhao Chunhua.

Zhao Chunhua thanked again, took the big thick bowl, and drank it without feeling too hot.In this way, he must be starving.

Yan Ying: "Second sister-in-law, where's the second brother?"

"He was gone when I woke up." Zhao Chunhua licked the bowl, and replied, "The three children were all gone. I was so hungry in the room that I was so annoyed that I struggled."

Yan Ying couldn't answer, after all, Zhao Chunhua wasn't as sick as she said.She probably wanted to let her husband and son take care of her, but her son was playful and unreliable, and her husband was even more of an asshole, so Zhao Chunhua couldn't help herself when she was hungry?

It’s just doing it, and I still haven’t seen clearly whether the person I’m doing has him in her heart, whether she will take her seriously, and in the end, I suffer from it, and it’s easy to hurt my heart.

Yan Ying sighed, didn't say anything, and turned back to the room, not caring how Zhao Chunhua went back to the room wiping her tears and cursing Yan Er Er.

Don't say she is indifferent, the main reason is that Yan Lao Er has never been beaten by Yan Laoniang.Compared with the other two sons, Mrs. Yan beat Yan's second son harder, but Yan's second son was just like Iron Walnut, and she couldn't get over it at all. Yan Ying was just a younger sister, so she could take over the discipline of Yan's second son?

As for Yan Zhendong and the others, except for Yan Zhenbei who was the same age as Yan Xixi, there is still a possibility of winning back. The other two children, Yan Zhendong and Yan Zhennan, are probably useless.

Simply put, in this era, no matter how bad you are, you can only be a bum, and Yan Zhendong and Yan Zhennan are just low-level bums. At most, you can knock on the widow's door at night and peep at the little daughter-in-law taking a bath. Dare.

In short, Yan Zhendong and Yan Zhennan are typical Wo Liheng.

Dare to jump up and down at home, because they know that the family members will scold and beat them at most, but they will not kill them.

To put it bluntly, it's just relying on relatives who are related by blood, and they don't know the same knowledge as them.

"Three bastards."

Yan Ying shook her head, took out the needle and thread and a few pieces of fabric that had been cut earlier from the small dustpan where the needle and thread were placed, and began to sew close-fitting clothes.

Yan Ying was born in 15 years in this life, and now she is [-] years old, and she will be [-] years old, that is to say, it is [-] years now, and there is a lack of material, whether it is food or use, purchases are limited by tickets.Many small items, such as underwear and underwear, are all made of pure cotton fabrics bought by themselves.

Yan Ying is like this.The main reason is that she feels that the small private items sold by the town supply and marketing cooperative are not very well made.Like the small pieces sewn by the sewing machine, some places are even off the thread, Yan Ying definitely doesn't like it, so it's better to be "hardworking" and sew the private small pieces by yourself.

Although the muslin used to sew intimate pieces is bought in the town.However, in terms of price and the fact that it is especially popular and sought after by the world in this era, it does not give way.Yan Ying likes it very much. Since the beginning of winter, she has been sewing small personal accessories by hand.

Now several sets have been sewn, and now the vest is made for Mrs. Yan.Yan Ying is used to wearing a bra, but not a vest.

Yan Ying threaded the needle quickly, and the time passed inadvertently.Soon it was noon. Around 11:30, Mrs. Yan came back with a smile on her face. While preparing to cook, she raised her voice and called Yan Ying to come out and help light the fire.

Boss Yan and Li Shulan took Yan Qianqian and ran to the foot of the mountain to collect firewood with Yan Guishu in their arms, while Old San Yan and Wang Sihui carried Yan Miaomiao to the town market.In addition to their mother and daughter, the whole old face has only the second room.

It's a pity that none of the people in the second room can do anything.So Mrs. Yan is used to asking Yan Ying to help light the fire when cooking.

"Mom, let me do it."

Yan Ying put away her clothes, got up and walked to the kitchen.First, carefully ignite the dry straw with a match, and then stuff the dried cypress branches into the fire stove.Water was boiling in the pot, and after a while, the water began to gurgle.

Mrs. Yan put the cut sweet potatoes into the pot, and then began to wash the rice and put it in the pot.

Yan Ying added a few more pieces of wood to the stove, and began to pick up the kitchen knife and skillfully chop vegetables.There is no meat. The so-called vegetables are actually pickled vegetables, just add garlic sprouts, cut peppers, and fry a large plate with oil.

Also posted a few pancakes.Three-faced.Mainly cornmeal.

Just after lunch was ready, the eldest Yan's family, except for the youngest Yan Guishu, and Yan Qianqian came back with the firewood they had picked up.

"time to eat."

Yan Ying shouted, and placed all the food on the stone table in the yard.Today's weather is not bad, not cloudless, but cloudy without rain.

Yan Qianqian washed her hands, and went to help refill the meal without Yan Ying shouting.Only Dafang's family, Yan Ying and Mrs. Yan's were added.

Li Shulan called out to Zhao Chunhua, but no one answered, so Li Shulan ignored her, took her own meal, and started to eat quickly.

After taking a few mouthfuls, Yan Laoer came back with a disheveled face.

"It's time to eat." Yan Laoer said, "Why didn't you ask Chunhua to eat?"