Chapter 11 A Gift for You
Before Zhao Mei could knock on the door, Li Cuihua came out of the main room, twisting her feet:
"It's already noon and you're asking for death if you don't cook."
Ye Xiaoya was so scared that she quickly hid behind her sister, and she didn't dare to ask for more delicious canned yellow peaches.
"Oh, I'll go cook now." Zhao Mei felt unhappy, but she went into the kitchen reluctantly.
At this time, the two sisters were following behind and helping out. Ye Xiaoya was lighting the fire, Ye Xiaomei was cutting vegetables, and Zhao Mei was cooking.
Ye Xiaomei knew that the old lady still liked to cook in the winter, but in the summer, who would like to run into the kitchen, sweating profusely in the hot weather and roasting under the scorching flames.
"Xiao Ya, when your dad comes back later, I'll ask him to buy it for you, okay?"
Zhao Mei felt sad when she saw her two daughters suffering with her, but it was her who let the eldest lady give birth to two sons? However, she was rejected everywhere, and even the children were not welcomed as well.
Ye Xiaomei didn't say anything. She cut the cabbage and went to the main room.
The meal was not ready yet, and Ye Xiaolin was sitting at the table, hooking her arm around her grandmother's and saying coquettishly, "Grandma, I want to eat some canned yellow peaches."
"Okay, okay." Li Cuihua patted the back of Ye Xiaolin's hand with a smile on her face.
Ye Xiaomei suddenly sat opposite Ye Xiaolin with her back to the door and drank a cup of cold tea:
"Grandma, those four cans of yellow peaches were given to me by the Ma family when they came to propose marriage. One can has been given to my aunt's family, one can for you, and two cans for me, my mother, and Xiaoya. This is reasonable, right?"
Ye Xiaomei's voice was soft, without any trace of dissatisfaction in it.
Li Cuihua glanced at Ye Xiaomei, and the fondness she showed for Ye Xiaolin disappeared instantly:
"What? You still want all of them?"
Ye Xiaomei was certain that her grandmother didn't know about this: "Sister, it seems that you ate the canned food I put in the well."
Ye Xiaolin had no awkward expression on her face: "It's just a can of food. I used to eat it when I was studying in the county. It's not something rare."
"Since I don't want it, just give it back to me." Ye Xiaomei's voice was soft and gentle.
But Ye Xiaolin was irritated. She slammed the table and pointed at Ye Xiaomei and said, "Grandma, look at her ugly face. I gave you that cripple Ma Qijun, and now you are arguing with me over a can of food. If I don't give it to you, you will have nothing, not to mention the can of food."
Just then, a car blocked the door.
Li Cuihua stretched her neck slightly. After the door opened, Ma Qijun was helped down tremblingly and sat in a wheelchair.
"Even if I ate it, what can you do to me? You will have plenty of time to deal with it after you marry that cripple."
Ye Xiaolin has liked bullying Ye Xiaomei since she was a child, especially her soft-spoken daughter, who is a natural soft persimmon and can be bullied by anyone. How dare she ask her for canned food?
Li Cuihua's face darkened, and she winked at him fiercely and lowered her voice: "Xiao Lin, stop talking. Shut up."
"Why can't I tell you? I'm telling you the truth. It's just canned food. If I had known it was so rare, I wouldn't have wanted to eat it even if she gave it to me." Ye Xiaolin crossed his arms and turned around, but he retracted his foot before he even stepped out of the door, staring blankly outside the door.
"Sister, canned food is canned food. Don't you feel guilty for scolding Brother Ma behind his back?"
The last time Ye Xiaomei heard her swearing in the house in the middle of the night, she felt a little uncomfortable. This cousin had been conditioned by her aunt and grandmother to be outspoken since she was a child.
"Oh, distinguished guest." Li Cuihua was at a loss for words. She ignored the quarrel between the two sisters and hurried over to greet them, twisting her little feet.
Ye Xiaomei turned around suddenly and saw Ma Qijun blocked outside the door through the yard.
"Oh, look, this threshold is too troublesome. I'll break it down when I turn around..." Li Cuihua said with an apologetic smile. Xiaolin's voice was really loud when she said that just now.
There was no expression of emotion on Ma Qijun's face, and his eyes were as cold as a pond in the late moon.
He looked at Ye Xiaomei who was standing in the distance. Her little face was flushed red, and the half of her neck that was exposed was as white as tofu. Her shirt was soaked with sweat and tightly wrapped around her exquisite and curvy body.
Ma Qijun quickly withdrew his gaze, and Ye Xiaomei's words defending him rang in his ears. The coldness in his eyes finally disappeared.
"Heizi, break down the threshold." Ma Qijun said calmly.
"Auntie, are you really going to smash it?" Heizi looked at Li Cuihua for her opinion. After all, the threshold of this house was very particular, and if it was smashed, the door frame would be very easy to break within a few years.
Li Cuihua's mouth twitched when she heard this. In fact, she was just being polite. Who made Xiaolin speak so bluntly just now? She was probably heard by the boy from the Ma family.
Li Cuihua will have to talk to Xiaolin about this matter later. It's good to love her, but she shouldn't be so foul-mouthed.
"Brother Heizi, here you go." Ye Xiaomei glanced at Ma Qijun who had his head down the whole time, but his hands were not idle. She took out a pickaxe from behind the door and handed it to him.
Ma Qijun's face was a little gloomy, and the corners of his mouth raised subconsciously. Is this what is considered husband and wife following each other's lead?
"Okay!" Heizi took it readily, spit into his palm, rubbed it vigorously, raised the pickaxe high, and with a swipe, broke off one end directly.
Ye Xiaolin, who was standing in a daze in the main room, was so frightened that he shivered, turned around and ran into the east room and closed the door.
Zhao Mei heard the commotion in the kitchen and ran out with a spatula to see what was going on. Seeing that it was Ma Qijun, she smiled and went forward to greet him:
“Here you are.”
"Hello, Aunt Mei."
"Well, okay, all is well." Zhao Mei felt at ease. Yes, Xiao Mei had always suffered losses staying in this family. It would be better for her to marry away. When Xiao Ya grows up, she can also get married. In this way, she won't have to suffer with her.
"What are you standing there for? Didn't you see the distinguished guest arrived? Go and cut some meat." Li Cuihua muttered as she took out her handkerchief, peeled it off layer by layer, took out twenty yuan from it and handed it to Zhao Mei.
“No need.” Ma Qijun pointed at the car: “Xiao Mei, push me over.”
Ye Xiaomei's heart tightened. She carefully made a big circle and slowly approached the wheelchair. She held the handles with both hands, took a deep breath, and slowly pushed it to the side of the car.
At some point, Murakami saw curious children circling around the car, and several adults also stretched their necks to look over here.
Aunt Li from next door came over with a bowl of rice in hand to see the excitement, smiling.
In recent days, the gossip between the Ye and Ma families has been more lively than the evening news broadcast. Everyone who has nothing to do wants to come and have a taste of the gossip.
"Open the door." Ma Qijun pointed to the back seat door.
Ye Xiaomei glanced at Ma Qijun suspiciously, turned around and opened the back seat. Ah...
"What is this?" Zhao Mei and Li Cuihua came over. Zhao Mei saw two shoe boxes and a basket at a glance. In the basket was a fish and a large piece of pork belly.
"I came too late. I was afraid that your family hadn't prepared anything, so I prepared it in advance."
When Ma Qijun said this, Zhao Mei felt warm in her heart. This young man from the Ma family is really considerate and he will definitely treat Xiao Mei well in the future.
Xiao Mei just realized that this tall and strong man was so thoughtful. When she thought about marrying him and being able to cure diseases in the future, her heart started beating like a deer. Now, even her fair neck turned red.
Several neighbors whispered, "This eldest son of the Ma family is quite sensible."
"Yes, it seems that he really wants to marry the daughter of the second brother."
"Hey, that's not right. I remember that when this Ma family kid was dating Ye Xiaolin, he never gave her these things."
"Oh, now that I think about it, there are two pairs of shoes in the car."
"Oh, yes, it's in a box, so it must be expensive."
"Why are you still standing there? Cook it and eat it." Li Cuihua poked Zhao Min with her elbow and thought: It's really annoying to see this guy who can't even fart.
Ye Xiaomei was in a good mood and didn't think about the canned yellow peaches anymore. Her sister and mother hadn't eaten meat or such a big carp for a long time.
"Mom, let me help."
Suddenly, her arm tightened, and Ma Qijun grabbed her arm and said, "Wait a minute, I have something for you."
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