Chapter 46: Teach your wife and children to mind your own business
Click, the car door was opened, but Ma Qijun did not get in immediately.
Watching Ye Xiaomei hurriedly put the lunch box in the middle and move herself towards the door, Ma Qijun got into the car.
Ye Xiaomei's heart beat faster, and she didn't know where to put her chopsticks when she wanted to try the squirrel osmanthus fish.
"Try it, these are the signature dishes of the Sixi Restaurant. The box below is braised pork elbow, and there is also a portion of braised rabbit meat."
Ma Qijun introduced them one by one. Seeing her blushing, Ma Qijun pretended to look at the scenery outside the window, wondering if this would make the girl less nervous.
"Yeah." Ye Xiaomin pursed her lips and nodded.
"Xiao Mei, come and try it. We don't usually have this opportunity to come here often." Wang Lan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, added fuel to the fire:
"This is what your future husband left for you. No one was allowed to touch the chopsticks."
"Ahem!" Ma Qijun's face flushed and he quickly rolled down the car window to get some fresh air. He thought to himself: Mom, can you please not be so direct when you talk? Xiaomei was nervous to begin with. Oh... she's really my mom.
Xiao Mei buried her face deeper, afraid that her blushing face would be seen: "Auntie, I want to take it back and try it with my sister and mother."
Wang Lan was slightly startled but soon smiled: "Look, look at this girl, she is really sensible, she doesn't like to eat alone, she always thinks about her sister and mother, unlike Qijun, who has a blocky head and doesn't care about anyone if he can eat his fill. Xiaomei, you have to take good care of your man in the future."
"..." Ma Qijun was stunned. Is he that kind of person? How come he doesn't know it himself?
Ye Xiaomei subconsciously looked at Ma Qijun and saw a dark cloud on his handsome face. She covered her mouth and laughed:
"Brother Ma is definitely not that kind of person."
The mist on Ma Qijun's face suddenly cleared up and he looked at Ye Xiaomei infatuatedly. Her eyes were twinkling with stars when she smiled, which made people's hearts tremble.
Wang Lan was amused by this girl: "Heizi, you are already grown up, hurry up and find a partner, a wife who is as protective of men as your sister-in-law."
Ye Xiaomei's heart suddenly trembled. How could she protect Ma Qijun? It was obvious that Brother Ma was not that kind of person.
But at this moment, the atmosphere was so set that she actually looked forward to marrying him the day after tomorrow.
"I'm not that lucky." Heizi shrank his neck knowingly: "My sister-in-law is beautiful, kind, and fair-skinned. I'm dark-skinned. If I find a sister-in-law like this and we stand together, at night, one will shine brightly while the other will be invisible."
"Haha!" Ye Xiaomei covered her face with her hands and laughed so hard that her shoulders shook.
Plum Blossom Village.
As a bullock cart was parked in front of the Ye family's door, it was past midnight, but the lights in the Ye family were still on.
On the table in the main room were several reheated side dishes and a bottle of wine. Zhao Mei was so sleepy that she was yawning and about to fall down, but she perked up suddenly when she heard the noise.
"Nobita is back?" He hurried to open the door.
"If it's not me, could it be a ghost?" Ye Daxiong, who was covered in dust, stuffed the bag on his shoulder to the woman.
Zhao Mei hurriedly took it and carried it into the west room, quickly pressed a basin of water on the ground. The man washed his hands slowly and walked into the main room and sat down at the dining table.
Zhao Mei quickly handed over the chopsticks: "I'll go get you a bowl of porridge, it's hot in the pot."
"Yeah." Ye Daxiong ate the steamed bun with a gloomy face and waited for the woman to put the bowl on the corner of the table:
"Is mom asleep?"
"She's asleep. She said she's not feeling well today. Eat first and go ask her tomorrow morning what's wrong with her." Zhao Mei took out the prepared wine cup and filled it for the man. She rubbed her hands nervously as she watched the man eat happily. She hesitated to say:
"Nobita, can you spare some of your three-month salary? I want to buy two wedding quilts for Xiaomei. Isn't this a custom? The bride's family also needs to buy pots, bowls, and utensils. The wedding is the day after tomorrow, and we still..."
Ye Daxiong suddenly stopped chewing, put down the steamed bun, gulped down a mouthful of wine, and slammed the wine cup hard on the corner of the table.
Zhao Mei stopped talking abruptly, lowered her head and gave the man another hug, her face full of sad forbearance.
"Ouch!" Who knew that at this moment, a groaning sound came from the inner room of the main hall.
Ye Daxiong quickly put down his chopsticks and went into the inner room: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Mei did not go in, but just sat at the table in a daze: What should I do, I can't just send the young lady out empty-handed. Others may watch and gossip, but how can Xiao Mei not feel aggrieved?
Thinking of this, Zhao Mei rolled up her sleeves and rubbed her eyes.
"I am an old man, and I am so angry about your daughter-in-law and your eldest daughter that I can't live any longer."
Ye Xiaomei's scalp tingled when she heard this. How could she have forgotten? This old lady always complained about nothing every time her son came back. At first, she thought she was trying to act coquettishly in front of her son, but every time it ended up being Zhao Mei who suffered.
Zhao Mei hurried into the house and saw her mother-in-law lying on her side on a cool mat, groaning and crying, saying that it hurt here and there, and even tears were flowing out of her eyes:
"No, mother, weren't you fine this afternoon? You were playing cards in the store, how come you suddenly feel pain all over?"
"Why do you butt in on a man's conversation?" Ye Daxiong glared at Zhao Mei. Zhao Mei was a rough man to begin with, and he did hard labor in other places. His face was sunburned and shiny black, so the glare from him was quite scary.
Zhao Mei quickly shut up and just stood aside without saying a word.
Li Cuihua was very proud. Having a son was different from not having one. At least she had someone to support her in every way.
"Hey, what else could it be? It's natural for a little girl to have a husband, but she hasn't even gotten married yet. Yesterday she secretly went out to find a man and hasn't come back yet. Nobita, tell me, how can I face people?"
As she spoke, Li Cuihua pressed her chest and made a painful expression.
Ye Daxiong's face instantly turned as red as a shoe horn. He pointed at Zhao Mei and shouted angrily, "Is this how you take care of your mother and teach your children? Ah? Do you want to be beaten?"
Zhao Mei shuddered with fear, watching Ye Daxiong pick up the broom and hit the woman.
"Ah! Daxiong, don't hit me." Zhao Mei was running around in the house with her head covered. She was hit twice on the back and ran into the yard:
"Stop hitting me, it's my fault, it's all my fault, I didn't teach him well, ah!"
"You still know it's your fault?" Ye Daxiong had no intention of stopping. With a height of 1.8 meters and years of doing physical work, the strength in his hands was much greater than that of ordinary people.
"Stop beating her, Nobita, I beg you, the child is grown up and can see that it's not good, please stop beating her for her sake."
Seeing that begging for mercy was useless, Zhao Mei opened the door and ran out. At least this scared the neighbors and caused them to come and try to stop the fight, otherwise he would be beaten to death.
Just as he stepped over the threshold, he was blocked by a military jeep that suddenly arrived.
Ye Xiaomei's heart sank to the bottom of the sea. She didn't expect her father to come back. This matter was much more serious than she had previously imagined.
"Mom!" Without giving it time to think, Xiao Mei opened the door and hugged her mother, exposing her back to Ye Daxiong.
"I'm going to beat you to death today!" He raised the broom high like an arrow shot from a bow, and it was too late to retract it.
Suddenly, a big hand stretched out from above Ye Xiaomei's head and grabbed the broom tightly.
The situation was urgent, and Ye Daxiong realized that the broom had not fallen. He looked closely and said, "Whose family are you from? I'm teaching my wife and children a lesson, so why should I bother with you?"
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