A short-tempered mom? A money-grubbing dad? A humorous trio of women were sent to the 1960s by a leaky electric kettle, bringing with them a kitchen that could infinitely replicate food and a space...
Mr. Guan nodded and said nothing.
"I will talk to your mother and she won't do this again."
"Dad, this conflict hasn't been going on for just one or two days, and my mom can't just talk about it and solve the problem."
"As long as my parents are alive, we won't split up. Not to mention that life is tough now, we won't split up even in good times."
"Second brother, what mother did wrong was sending that girl Xingxing away. Just let it go after you bring the child back. Family members don't hold grudges. Mother is doing this for the good of the whole family." The eldest brother said with a forced smile.
"Second brother, don't listen to your wife in everything. We in the Guan family still have to listen to our mother. Mother is doing this for the good of the child. Xingxing's living environment in our house is indeed not as good as it is in the county." The third brother also said.
Guan's mother couldn't help but say, "Oh, this is the first time I've heard of selling a child for the other party's good. In that case, I'll find a well-off family to send your Guan Lin away. It's for the child's good anyway. I'm sure you'll be very happy, right?"
"Dong Xiaomai, you're talking bullshit! Why did you give my child away? Are you looking for a beating?"
"Didn't you just fart? Selling my Xingxing is a good thing. Why can't you accept sending your child away?"
Guan Lao San was speechless and could not utter a word. Looking at his second sister-in-law, he wondered why this woman had changed so much? She used to be a very insignificant person at home, who only knew how to work non-stop. Not to mention saying a few words to her, she would not even say a word if you kicked her. She usually kept her head down, but today her aura must be two meters and eighty. Maybe her mother forced her to sell the child this time. Hey, she said at the time that the child could not be sold in the commune, as it was too close and easy to find the child. If she wanted to sell the child, she had to go far away. What could she do if she refused to admit it? But her mother just didn't listen. In order to get more of those 100 eggs, now look what happened, both the chicken and the eggs are gone.
"Brother, you said that mother did it for this family, and that's absolutely true. Your mother did it for your entire family, but this family doesn't include us, the second branch. Everyone knows how you treat us. The money and property from selling my child are enjoyed by your entire family, while we have to lick our wounds alone. Can you swallow what you got by selling your niece?"
Boss Guan squinted his eyes and looked at Mother Guan, and Mother Guan also looked at Boss Guan with contempt, her aura was enough to crush him.
Mother Guan looked around at the Guan brothers in the room, and none of them had any future.
It's really funny to say that the third and fourth sons are almost 30 years old, and they still have Dong Xiaomai wash their underwear. Later, they got married, so of course, Dong Xiaomai had to wash their wives' underwear too.
Thinking of this, Guan's mother raised the corner of her mouth and asked Guan Lao San with a particularly contemptuous expression: "Lao San, you have been asking me to wash your pants for so many years. Don't you feel ashamed?"
Hearing this, all the uncles present all changed their expressions. It was too insulting. Old Lady Guan had set a rule for Dong Xiaomai: she wasn't allowed to wash clothes at the river. For years, it was always Old Man Guan who brought water back home to wash clothes. So, usually, no one outside the family would know that Dong Xiaomai was washing clothes.
The old people thought that Guan Ping'an's family was really a disgusting family. How could a brother-in-law, who had been married for so many years, still let his sister-in-law wash his pants? It was something they had never seen before.
From the old to the young, none of them are good.