These words made Chen Mengyao angry. What kind of man did Sister Li choose to belittle her like this?

"Nonsense, he despises you so much, don't cook for him in the future, starve him to death."

Chen Mengyao's words were like a warm current that warmed Sister Li. She held Chen Mengyao's hand, her eyes slightly moist: "Sister, you are so nice!

Unlike my family, when I told them this, they scolded me for being ungrateful and saying I was not satisfied with having a battalion commander as my husband!"

These people only see the surface.

Don’t you think about what the Xiao family was like when she first got married?

If she hadn't kept the house in order and unconditionally supported Xiao Xiaobo who was fighting on the front line, would he be where he is today?

Chen Mengyao had a bad impression of Xiao Xiaobo. He was a self-centered and conceited person: "Xiao Ye is only in his early teens, and he is on the same level as your man!

Are you proud?"

If other military wives heard this, they would definitely think that Chen Mengyao was belittling them.

Sister Li did not have this feeling. Instead, she thought Chen Mengyao was a good person. Others did not dare to speak, but she dared to speak out, and she hit the nail on the head: "Yes, she is about the same age as him, and her rank is higher than his.

snort.

Next time he calls me a loser, I’ll just lash out like this and make him mad.”

After saying this, Sister Li left the steamed bun behind and hurried back to the next room.

When Xiao Ye came back from getting food, he saw the steamed buns on the table and asked, "Who brought the buns?"

Chen Mengyao sat on the stool, holding her chin and said, "Sister-in-law Li brought some food. After dinner, you can bring some water to Sister-in-law Li."

Xiao Ye had no objection: "Okay, let's eat first."

After dinner.

Xiao Ye picked out three kinds of water fish, put them in the net bag and walked to the next door.

Sister Li was surprised to see the things in the net bag. Oh my god, these water turtles are rare supplies that can't be bought even if you have money. "Captain Xiao, what are you doing?"

Xiao Ye stuffed the net bag into Sister Li's hand and said, "My wife asked me to bring you some."

Sister Li knew very well that she and Chen Mengyao were not close friends. If there was any friendship, it was only that between a few pancakes and a steamed bun.

Those things can't be compared with these water creatures.

"Captain Xiao, this thing is precious. I don't want it. You take it back."

Sister Li wanted to stuff the net bag into Xiao Ye's hand.

But Xiao Ye was well prepared.

He turned around and avoided Mrs. Li's hand: "We are all neighbors, why be polite?

Give it to the children.”

When the child was mentioned, Sister Li hesitated for a moment, but finally accepted it: "Thank you."

Fifteen-year-old Da Mao came back from a walk and saw Sister Li eating an apple. He rushed over and said in surprise, "Mom, did you buy apples today?

Where is it? I want to wash one and eat it too."

After taking a bite and swallowing it, Sister Li said incoherently, "Captain Xiao's wife gave me three. I'll eat one, and there are two left. You and Mao and the others can each have half."

As for that bastard Xiao Xiaobo.

snort.

Let him eat shit.

When Damao heard her distribution, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak: "You won't leave any for Dad?"

In the past, whenever there was something delicious, Dad would get his share first, and then they would get their share.

As for mother.

Of course, we can only eat after they have leftovers.

But today, not only did mother eat it herself, she didn’t even leave any for father.

Is she going to rebel?

When Mrs. Li saw Damao's look, she knew what he was thinking. She raised her chin and said coldly, "Why save some for him? If he has anything delicious, he either sends it back to his hometown or eats it before going home.

He does it on the first day, so why can't I do it on the fifteenth?"

She seriously suspected that if she had not slept with three young men in a row, that bastard Xiao Xiaobo would definitely not give her a penny and might even divorce her.

Damao was speechless after being scolded by his mother, but at the same time he felt that his father was indeed going too far.

Although his mother was uneducated and rude, she gave him four children after all.

If you don't look at the monk's face, you must look at the brush's face. How can you suppress her endlessly? "Mom, when I make money, I will buy you delicious food, buy you clothes, and give you money."

Mrs. Li knew her eldest son was just talking big, but she was still moved: "I don't want any of these mothers, as long as you don't despise me for being uneducated."

Damao sat down opposite Mrs. Li and loudly defended himself: "How could that be possible!

Isn’t there a saying like this?

I'd rather be with a beggar mother than a government official father."

Damao made Sister Li laugh: "That's wrong. Without a father who's an official, you can't even pay your tuition. Who knows, you might be illiterate like your mother."

Damao curled his lips and said, "With my grades, I'd be worse off than an illiterate person!"

Sister Li glared at him and said, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death!"

Damao touched the tip of his nose awkwardly: "Tsk, the real murderer!"