Chapter 142: Lao Zhao, Not That
This slap was done impulsively. Not only did Zhao Huizhou regret it later, but Zhang Hong also scratched his face until it was covered with bruises.
The next day, when I went out with a painted face, my sisters-in-law made me laugh.
Feng Tao looked at Zhao Huizhou's painted face with a smug look on his face, and smiled: "Old Zhao, it's not necessary. You really don't have to quarrel with your wife because of me. Look at what happened. I knew you would be tickled like this, so I endured it yesterday."
Zhao Huizhou really didn't want to talk to Feng Tao.
At this moment, he really began to regret it.
He regretted breaking off the engagement, regretted provoking the Cui family, and what he regretted most was that he did not delay it. If the Zhang family had really wanted to marry Zhang Zhirou to him at that time, the situation today would definitely not be like this.
Feng Tao smiled at him, and Zhao Huizhou even felt it was ironic. Did he know what the relationship between him and Cui Cuihua was?
Thinking about the fact that Cheng Luo knew everything, maybe Feng Tao also knew everything, then what was he laughing at now?
The eldest sister was also curious at this time: "Do you think Feng Tao knows about Cui Cuihua and Zhao Huizhou's affairs?"
Lin Qing shook her head: "I'm not sure about this either, but seeing Feng Tao's heartless smile in front of Zhao Huizhou, it's very likely that he doesn't know."
The eldest sister couldn't help but exclaim: "I have to say that Cui Cuihua is really brave."
Lin Qing smiled silently. She was not very courageous and did not dare to tell the whole village that she was pregnant with Zhao Huizhou's baby.
The man had not changed in essence, and was as bold as ever.
Cui Cuihua got married, and the Lin sisters and Mrs. Xu were all very happy.
One was happy that she finally got rid of him, and the other was happy that she finally got married.
The mood is different, but the degree of happiness is the same.
In fact, if you think about it, Feng Tao had planted a mine here. Lin Qing told Cheng Luo not to let the mine explode here.
Cheng Luo said he knew what was going on. The bomb would only target Zhao Huizhou and had nothing to do with them. If Feng Tao continued to make trouble, he would just give him a beating.
If you are not awake for one meal, then have two meals.
How should I put it, Feng Tao is not a bad person, he is a guy who can fight soberly.
Lin Qing: That’s good.
Time passed quickly and it was already January. Lin Qing visited the Ye family more frequently and even met several of Aunt Ye's sons and daughters-in-law.
Aunt Ye's daughter-in-law, Xiaoshuan's mother, even knitted a red sweater for Lin Qing.
The pattern is very complicated and you can tell it took a lot of effort to weave it.
It was specially prepared for Lin Qing to wear on her wedding day.
No moving in the twelfth month, no marriage in the first month, so Cheng Luo and Lin Qing’s wedding day was scheduled for March.
Cheng Luo was a little resentful. Why were there so many rules? Grandma Cheng patted her grandson and coaxed him, "It's just for good luck. Xiaoqing can't get away."
In fact, Grandma Cheng was also anxious, but the traditional ideas that were stubbornly rooted in her mind could not be shaken off.
January 10th, the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.
The weather is very good.
In Shanglin Village, Wang Lanfeng cooked a pot of Laba porridge and sent it to the Deng family and some close relatives. This year, she did not send any to the Zhao and Cui families.
I am in a good mood, actually. In previous years, I would feel very depressed after sending gifts to these two families.
Old Mrs. Zhao is a difficult person to get along with. It would be useless to give gifts, and she also has to please her. But since San Ya wants to be her daughter-in-law, she can only endure it.
As Lin Ergu is the elder sister, Wang Lanfeng, who has no son, always felt inferior. But this year it is not the case. She feels relaxed.
While feeding her granddaughter Xiaoyi, Wang Lanfeng said, "I don't know how your eldest sister and third sister spent Laba this year."
On Laba Festival, every household cooks porridge, which is delicious.
This festival may not be so important in later generations, but in this era it is a rare day to eat something delicious. The children have been drooling since last night.
Yes, Laba porridge is also very delicious.
The eldest sister had cooked the Laba porridge, but before Yangyang and Tiantian could eat it, the Laba porridge from Mrs. Xu's house was delivered.
The porridge cooked by Mrs. Xu was particularly sticky. If you look closely, you can see that she put raisins in it. The porridge for the Lin family had especially many raisins.
Yangyang and Tiantian's eyes were all fixed on the raisins.
Lin Qing patted the two little guys and said, "We have candied dates in our porridge, don't be so useless."
Da Pang and Xiao Pang immediately shouted to their elder sister: "Aunt, please give me more candied dates."
"Yeah." The eldest sister smiled good-naturedly and actually served some more candied dates to Dapang and Xiaopang.
Later, Big Fat and Little Fat brought Yangyang and Tiantian to deliver porridge to Grandma Yue. Grandma Yue was always kind to children. She was too old to cook Laba porridge, so she simply gave each child two five-cent coins.
For the kids, this was a huge sum of money falling from the sky.
He ran to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some candy.
No matter how delicious Laba porridge is, can it be sweeter than sugar? Grandma Yue is really generous.
My eldest sister was a little embarrassed, and my grandmother said disdainfully: "I'm giving it to the children, not to you. If you come to give me the porridge, I won't even take it."
Mrs. Xu didn't care at all. She had been sending porridge to her for several years and was used to her grandmother-in-law's generosity.
The two sisters from the Lin family also sent porridge to the Ye family. Aunt Ye held Lin Qing tightly and said, "On the day of the Little New Year, let your elder sister and the others come to my place so that our two families can have fun together."
Lin Qing nodded: "I asked my eldest sister and her family to come over, but I can't. I want to take Cheng Luo back to my hometown."
Aunt Ye also remembered at this moment, "Yes, you still have to go back to your hometown. By the way, speaking of this, I remembered something."
Lin Qing:?
"Is your father the barefoot doctor in the village?"
Lin Qing nodded, and Aunt Ye asked again: "Do you sisters know about medicine?"
Lin Qing thought for a moment: "My eldest sister is not very interested in medicinal herbs, but my second sister is okay. She used to make medicine with my father. People in the village couldn't afford western medicine, so my father made Chinese medicine to treat diseases."
When it came to Grandpa Ye, the Ye family still had technicians who went up the mountain to collect ginseng. By the time of his son's generation, all the people had been taken away by the medicinal materials company.
Uncle Ye sometimes also has to work as a technical consultant.
The medicinal materials company has targets every year for how many kilograms of each medicinal material they must receive. If the quantity is too different, they will have to have their own staff go to the mountains to collect it.
Aunt Ye pulled Lin Qing aside and whispered, "Is your second sister not doing well?"
After the two families became close, Aunt Ye would occasionally go to sit with her eldest sister. During the conversation, she would always say a word or two, and after asking a few more questions, she would know the general situation of the Lin family.
Aunt Ye has always kept this matter in her heart. Isn't it the case that people help each other that makes the interactions deeper and closer?
"After the spring, the medicinal materials company may recruit a group of temporary workers. Do you want to ask your second sister to come and try? Of course, we don't know when she will be able to become a regular employee. There is an old man named Yang in the company. He is already in his fifties and he hasn't been regularized yet."
"Even your Uncle Ye is a non-staff member. When he is remembered, he is called over to do some work. Giving two sons is like walking a dog. This job is not easy."
Uncle Ye: Let’s talk about the matter, why did you mention me?
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