Chapter 132 The first thing you eat when you enter the door is explosives?

Half an hour later, Sang Zhixia calmly wiped away the cold sweat of fear, his eyes flickering and he was too guilty to dare to look at the old man's expression.

Xu Yu's late return didn't stop him from rushing to work. He finished what he needed to write in a few strokes and even climbed up the ladder to paste them one by one. He said calmly, "Grandfather, is this okay?"

The old man snorted in an ambiguous tone.

"Your brush strokes are too sharp, and you don't know how to restrain them. Starting tomorrow, you will also practice three large characters every day to calm your mind."

Xu Yu responded calmly. After the old man walked away, he leaned over to Sang Zhixia and whispered, "What happened?"

Sang Zhixia glared at him: "Guess?"

Xu Yu smiled and didn't want to guess.

Sang Zhixia rubbed her arm with a bitter face, making sure that the old man hadn't come back to listen to her gossip. She gritted her teeth and whispered, "I think Grandfather already knows it was you who did it, but he's just too lazy to say more. You better hide your tail well, or you won't get stepped on and get your hair ripped off one day."

The old man didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning behind his words was very clear.

If you are not really stupid, you should be able to understand the hidden meaning in his words.

Thinking again about what Aunt Wu mentioned when she came before, Sang Zhixia's eyes moved and her expression became inexplicably complicated.

"Grandma said you left this morning?"

I mentioned it to Xu Wenxiu last night, and Xu Yu just wanted to cover it up.

Since Sang Zhixia knew about it, there was no need for her to pretend.

He shook his head frankly: "No."

"I couldn't get the people I wanted to get caught with when I went out this morning."

The number of people on the route at each hour is checked in advance. In order to put an end to the annoying flies and mosquitoes and give the innocent people a peaceful time, you cannot go out late.

Sang Zhixia, who had been prepared for this, was choked by his straightforwardness and took a deep breath. She stared at him for a long time before saying in a conciliatory tone, "Is this completely over now?"

"You won't cause any more trouble, will you?"

Xu Yu laughed dumbly: "What can I do?"

"Why, are you worried about me?"

"Rather than worrying about you, I should worry about the person you're staring at."

Sang Zhixia paused, unable to put it into words, and said helplessly, "Or rather, I don't want you to make any more trouble and cause more complications."

Up to now, the Wang family has lost six arms and one leg. It's almost time to stop fighting. This grudge is not to the point of life and death.

Xu Yu curled his lips and smiled without responding. Sang Zhixia had no intention of asking for details. She rolled up her sleeves and walked straight to the kitchen.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. This is the first year that the Xu family has celebrated since being exiled to the northwest. Naturally, it won't be as lively and grand as before, but after all, it's been a year of hard work, and there's no way they can just be perfunctory about it.

Under limited conditions, we still have to prepare what needs to be prepared.

There aren't many fresh side dishes in the cold winter months, and the table is mostly filled with fried food.

Fried meatballs of various sizes, both meat and vegetables, are time-consuming to prepare, so I have to free up my hands to make them today.

The meat filling is prepared first, and different fillings are added in, including potatoes, cabbage, radishes, and even fish meatballs specially pounded by Sang Zhixia, all of which are waiting to be put into the pot.

The pot was smoking. Sang Zhixia was holding a bowl of meat filling and was about to put the meatballs into the pot when Xu Yu's voice rang out from behind her: "Give it to me."

He wiped the water off his hands and pushed Sang Zhixia back, then took the bowl and tried it out: "Is this size suitable?"

Sang Zhixia looked at the meatball squeezed out of his palm and nodded: "Almost."

"If you keep an eye on the frying pan, I'll go and help my mother-in-law and the others sweep the floor?"

According to the customs of the village, today is the day to clean the house, on New Year's Eve we will worship our ancestors and prepare the New Year's Eve dinner, on the first day of the New Year we will worship the Kitchen God, and on the second day of the New Year we will welcome the God of Wealth.

I've been busy these days.

Xu Yu stared at the oil pan that was emitting a faint blue smoke and said, "I'll clean the high parts. You just need to focus on the areas you can reach."

Sang Zhixia turned to fetch water. Before she had wrung out the handkerchief in her hand, she heard Xu Minghui's voice: "Sister-in-law."

She looked up when she heard the voice, but the first thing she saw was Uncle Xu's gloomy face.

This was the first time she had seen someone since Uncle Xu went out to work.

Unlike when he was at home before, Uncle Xu seemed to have gained some weight and looked much better than before. The remaining arrogance between his eyebrows turned into a lingering coldness, and his face was ashen, and it was obvious that he was holding his breath.

What's going on?

The first bite of dynamite you take when you walk in?

Sang Zhixia was too lazy to talk to the man who had hit his wife. He moved the wooden basin to the side and called out indifferently, "Second Uncle."

Uncle Xu looked at her gravely, then walked away without saying a word.

Xu Minghui shook his head, smiled, and followed.

In the house, the old lady who had been trying hard to reduce her presence came out when she heard the sound. When she saw her son who had not returned for a long time, her eyes turned red with excitement.

"Son, you're finally back!"

"I finally got you back!"

The old lady pulled Uncle Xu back into the house. Seeing this, Xu Minghui narrowed his eyes and said, "Father, it's rare for you and me to have two days off. Now that you're finally back, please talk to Grandma."

Second Uncle Xu's back suddenly stiffened, and he turned to look at Xu Minghui with a ferocious look. Every bloodshot vein in his eyes wished he could turn into a sharp blade and devour Xu Minghui alive.

Xu Minghui still had a smile on his face, and spoke gently: "I'll make the bed first so I don't disturb my father and grandmother's conversation."

The old lady was so immersed in the joy of her lifelong love returning home that she didn't notice anything unusual. She happily wiped her tears and pulled Uncle Xu inside.

After Uncle Xu went in completely, Xu Mingyang, who had been hiding in the west room after hearing the noise, carefully pushed the door open and looked out.

There was still a trace of fear on his little face.

It’s not the child’s fault that he doesn’t get close to his father. The main reason is that Uncle Xu gave him too many heart-breaking kicks before he went out. How could a child of this age not be afraid?

A dark light flashed across Xu Minghui's eyes. He walked over, touched his head, and said, "Where's Mom?"

Xu Mingyang shrank his neck and said, "Mother was called to the backyard by Aunt Three."

"Brother, Dad is back. Will he still beat people?"

Xu Minghui smiled helplessly: "How could that be? Dad has stopped beating people for a long time."

“But…but…”

Xu Mingyang grunted and pulled the hem of his clothes into a dried pickle, taking a breath and whispering, "I'm afraid..."

Last time, Uncle Xu almost forced Aunt Xu to death and beat her at home. Although Xu Mingyang was a big-hearted person, he was still very scared when he thought about it.

Xu Minghui whispered to comfort him: "I'm here, what are you afraid of?"

"Don't worry, it won't..."

"Minghui."

Aunt Xu, with a pale face, hurried out. When she heard the old lady crying in the main room, her eyebrows couldn't stop twitching.

"Is your father back?"

Didn’t we agree to come back tomorrow?

Why is it early?

Xu Minghui heard her unspoken meaning and smiled, saying, "I went to the county town for something today. Coincidentally, my employer didn't have much to do, so I came back with my father who had taken a leave of absence."

Aunt Xu's face turned even worse after hearing this. Xu Minghui pretended not to notice and said, "Mom, I was just about to tell you about this."

"We're used to living together in the shop, so let's live together at home. Just put an extra quilt in my room."

Second Aunt Xu hesitated a little: "Still living with you? This..."

"It won't be more than two days, so this way we can save ourselves the trouble."

Without waiting for her to hesitate, Xu Minghui said to Xu Mingyang, "Mingyang, you will stay in the same room with your mother tonight, okay?"

Xu Mingyang nodded vigorously and wished he could, and Aunt Xu thought about it and no longer hesitated.

If possible, she would rather never be in the same room with the person in the room again in her life. It would be a good thing to avoid him.

Second Aunt Xu hurried to look for a quilt. Xu Mingyang mustered up some courage and pulled Xu Minghui to help clean up.

Sang Zhixia and Xu Yu didn't interrupt the entire conversation. After everyone left, she couldn't help but move closer to Xu Yu, who was concentrating on frying meatballs. "Why do I feel like Second Uncle and Xu Minghui are acting strangely?"