Chapter 24 Two-in-one brother-in-law! How can you force your sister-in-law? …
Zhang Meijuan opened the door and saw the empty house. She couldn't help but choke in her heart again - she had choked many times in these days.
I don't know which damn bastard was so lacking in virtue that he cleaned out their house, leaving nothing behind.
As the saying goes, a broken house is worth a fortune. Not to mention the big items like beds, chairs, tables and cabinets, even the small items like rice, oil and salt are a huge expense.
Although both of them are workers, they have to spend money on daily food and drink, spend money on the elderly on both sides, spend money on social interactions, money for Jiabao's schooling, and money for Li Yatou who went to the countryside in a hurry and had nothing, so she also has to send some money - how can they have the spare money to buy new furniture?
Money money money! Money is needed everywhere!
I originally wanted to sell Song Ruan's job to make back my investment, but when I asked, I found out that the damn girl actually sold her job secretly!
I have never seen a woman who is so wary of her own family. Her mind is as cunning as a sieve. What an ungrateful person!
"Have you sent the letter to that damn girl Song Ruan?"
Song Guogang asked in a rough voice while sitting on a small stool with one leg shorter than the other.
Zhang Meijuan put down her things and prepared to cook dinner. She had lost her pot and could not exchange it for an industrial ticket. Recently, her family had been using clay pots to cook. “They sent it.”
"Two pieces of paper. One in which I used your tone to scold her and say harsh words to us, and one in which I spoke softly and pitifully, asking her to send back the money she earned from selling her job." She repeated with a cold expression.
PUA children seems to be an instinct that many parents have learned without any guidance.
Song Guogang nodded and took out a cigarette. "I heard that the neighbor spent more than 500 yuan to buy a job. She kept the change and sent the remaining 500 yuan back."
"If you ask me, what's the point of a girl having so much money in her hands? She should send it all back home! What use is there for money in the countryside?" Zhang Meijuan said angrily.
More than five hundred dollars!
Song Guogang lit up a cigarette: "She should leave some for her, so that she won't say that we, as parents, have treated her unfairly."
"How can we be so wary of our own family? We are her biological parents! We have raised her in vain!"
Zhang Meijuan wanted to smash things to express her dissatisfaction, but where could she find anything to destroy? In the end, he just hit his thigh angrily and complained loudly.
As he was talking, Song Jiabao came back from outside, took one look at the mixed grain rice in the pottery jar, and shouted, "Why are you eating this again! I want eggs! I want meat!"
Song Guogang still dotes on his only son. He switched the cigarette to his other hand and pulled him over to coax him: "When your sister sends money, I'll take you to the state-owned restaurant to eat braised pork, okay?"
"Braised pork!" Song Jiabao swallowed his saliva, but he still remembered that he was beaten like a top by Song Ruan before, and hesitated, "Will she send money?"
"Why not?" Song Guogang said firmly, "I'm her father, how dare she not send it?"
"How could she not want her parents' home?" Zhang Meijuan also vowed, "If she doesn't want to send us, we can go find her directly. I heard that there is no shortage of food in the Northeast, and we can bring some food back by the way."
Song Jiabao was completely relieved and swallowed his saliva: "Then I still want to eat eggs and meat buns!"
"Buy, buy all! Then add some furniture." As soon as Song Guogang moved, the short-legged chair under his butt made a creaking sound again, "This broken chair is really useless."
The whole family was immersed in beautiful fantasies.
"That's a nice thought." Song Ruan sneered. Look at these two, one playing the good cop and the other playing the bad cop. They are quite good at cooperating.
She didn't even ask them for money, so how dare they come and extort money from her?
He crumpled up the letter paper and threw it into the stove, used it as a fire starter to light the firewood, then put half of the fish into the pan to fry.
With a sizzling sound, white smoke rose from the pot, carrying the aroma of fried fish skin.
If they have the guts, they can come here to ask her for money. She happens to be bored.
The walls of the tube-shaped buildings in the city were thin and not soundproof. She had not evolved yet and still had a sense of shame and was eager to go to the countryside, so she did not do anything ruthless. If they had the guts, they could come now. She is so powerful now!
There are many deserted places with deep mountains and old forests here. I wonder if she will not coax them into the mountains and beat them into poop.
And if they come, they will definitely bring some travel expenses with them, right?
In fact, it’s not a bad idea to walk back. It’s good to exercise and live a long life.
She is such a kind and filial daughter.
She turned the fish in the pot over and smiled reservedly and gently.
She remembered that Ye Xiang from next door wanted to get the fish from her for free, so she sprinkled a handful of spices into the pot to enhance the flavor, then sat down by the right wall with her bowl to eat.
Just then a gust of wind blew by, bringing all the fragrance to the next door.
The howling and naughty sound of Tiedan next door is so pleasant to the ears.
She ate two large bowls with relish amidst this background music.
When we went to work in the afternoon, Han Zhenzhen came over excitedly, looked around to see if there was anyone around, and whispered:
"Song Ruan! My dad sent me some bacon and sausage. I'll take them to your place and we can eat them together."
There was only one pot in the youth cadre’s camp. How could she have the nerve to eat alone if she cooked? But if they eat together... if the educated youth orders for 10 to 20 people, and everyone eats with a chopstick, what will be left?
We separated the first time, how can we not separate the second time? Although her father sent her a big bag of bacon, he couldn't do such a harm.
But Song Ruan lives alone, so if I use her pot I only have to share it with her, and then she can eat more.
Han Zhenzhen's little abacus was clacking.
After a month in the countryside, she is no longer the glutton that her father calls her!
Bacon!
Song Ruan's eyes lit up!
But the sausage, Song Ruan thought of the sweet sausage made in the cafeteria before, and asked cautiously: "What flavor of sausage?"
If it is really Cantonese sweet sausage, push it far away, it is a heresy that wastes firewood.
"Ah, it's that spicy kind. Can sausage have any other flavor?" Han Zhenzhen scratched her head in confusion.
Song Ruan smiled so brightly that her face was filled with spring breeze and flowers blossomed: "Of course you are welcome. I just caught a fish at noon, so we can have a good meal together."
Han Zhenzhen had a fascinated look on her face. She was a little slow in doing the activities in the afternoon and was scolded by her team leader, but she still smiled.
The captain was so frightened by her laughter: Could it be that this girl has become stupid because of living too much? City people are just weird.
As soon as she got off work, Han Zhenzhen shot out like a rocket.
When Song Ruan got home, she saw Han Zhenzhen squatting at the door holding a small package, staring at her direction intently.
She looked at the bulging package and opened the door neatly.
Han Zhenzhen followed in like a little tail, put the package on the stove, untied the knot, and took out a piece of bacon and a sausage from it.
While complaining, he said, "Let me tell you, when I came here, that Lin Xinping was even trying to find out where I was going to eat. Bah! Did he think I couldn't see that he was going to get my body?"
"You're pretending to be arrogant and you still want to fool me? With that ugly face of his, would it be half as good looking if it had flesh? And you still want to eat my gigolo, how beautiful he is!"
Song Ruan didn't really want to take advantage of her. She looked at the meat she was holding and said, "When the meat is ready, take half of it first. You can heat it up in the lunch box tomorrow and eat it."
Han Zhenzhen was very touched: "I knew you were a good person!"
"That's all I need to know. Then go and cook."
"Why do you want me to do it?" Han Zhenzhen was a little unhappy and pouted, "Didn't I bring meat? And I'm a guest."
Wow, it’s still a good deal.
Song Ruan raised her eyebrows.
"Do I have fish here too?"
Even though it’s leftover from lunch, just tell me if it’s fish.
"Uh, yes."
"Besides, when you get meat at the educated youth camp, you have to share it with a large group of people. But here, you only have to share it with me. Don't you get to eat more? Isn't it better for you?"
“Y-yes?”
Han Zhenzhen blinked in a somewhat unintelligent way.
Song Ruan launched a series of attacks without waiting for her to figure it out.
"Whose pot is it?" Song Ruan asked
"Yours." Han Zhenzhen lowered her voice.
"Whose firewood is it?" Song Ruan asked again
"Yours." A little lower.
"Whose oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are?" Song Ruan asked
"Yours." His head also lowered.
"Who provided you with a place to secretly eat delicious food?"
"You." Han Zhenzhen felt very guilty.
"You are the guest. Have you heard that the guest should follow the host's wishes?"
"I've heard of it."
"What's the meaning?"
"Guest, please listen to the host's arrangements?" Han Zhenzhen replied uncertainly.
"So what's wrong with me asking you to cook a meal?"
“No, no.”
"Go ahead."
Song Ruan sat down on the chair like a boss.
Han Zhenzhen lowered her head, took the knife from Song Ruan's hand, and stood in front of the stove.
"Put more chili in it, otherwise it won't taste good."
"OK."
Han Zhenzhen, who actually didn't like eating chili peppers very much, took out two chili peppers from the vegetable basket, glanced at Song Ruan, and reluctantly took out another one.
Han Zhenzhen is a good cook, and meat these days doesn't require any special technology or hard work, so it tastes good if you just stir-fry it. The autumn harvest is a hard job, and the two of them ate like little pigs, and they finished it in a few gulps.
After eating and drinking, the two sat in the yard and enjoyed the breeze for a while.
Although it is hot here during the day, it is still cool in the evening. The evening breeze carries the chirping of cicadas and the fragrance of wheat fields. Putting aside the psychological pressure of having to harvest the wheat, it is objectively very comfortable.
After lying down for a while, Song Ruan wanted to buy a movie from the system mall for free again, and started to drive people away:
"I won't ask you to pack up. Go back to the educated youth camp before it gets dark. Otherwise, it's not safe for a girl to walk alone at night."
Han Zhenzhen was so deceived that her eyes were filled with tears. When she left feeling so touched, she was still thinking: Song Ruan is such a good comrade. I should bring her more things next time!
Watching Han Zhenzhen walk away, Song Ruan closed the door and smiled at the system with a licking face: "System~~All~~help me clean up the pots and pans with one click~~"
The anti-essence system rolled its eyes and dealt with her.
Song Ruan, who got the advantage, was very sweet-mouthed, saying "System, you are really super nice", "I am so lucky to meet you", "I don't know what to do without you" one sentence after another, making the system dizzy. Although it was still tough on the outside, the kitchen was soon shiny.
Because of the comradeship of eating together, or maybe because she felt that Song Ruan was a really good person, or maybe because she found a good place to eat alone, Han Zhenzhen became even more attached to Song Ruan, and would come to see her every now and then with bacon.
When someone brought delicious food to cook at home, Song Ruan welcomed them with open arms and feet. Of course, she wasn't really taking advantage of others. She would exchange canned fish and meat for snacks from the system every now and then, and when asked, she would tell them that they were sent in the package.
——The main reason is that Han Zhenzhen is very easy to fool. Song Ruan can fill in the whole story in her mind just by saying one or two words.
Under such circumstances, although the autumn harvest was hard and tiring and almost everyone lost weight, Song Ruan and Han Zhenzhen miraculously became stronger.
Especially Song Ruan. When she first came here, her body was as thin as a chick, but now she has been raised by her to be at least a half-adult rooster.
After harvesting wheat, we harvest soybeans, and after harvesting soybeans, we harvest sweet potatoes. When the last bit of corn is harvested and spread out in the yard to dry, this damn autumn harvest is finally coming to an end.
——This year is a bumper year, which is good, and we can harvest more!
That is really treating women like men, men like oxen and horses, and oxen and horses like oxen and horses plus. Even the radish heads from each family are sent to the fields to pick up wheat ears.
Even though Song Ruan took some body-strengthening pills, he was still as tired as a dog.
As soon as he got home, he lay down on the kang. After a while, he heard a knock on the door.
"Which one?" Song Ruan dragged her feet to open the door in annoyance.
The door was barely opened when Han Zhenzhen scurried in, complaining, "What's wrong with you? Why are you closing the door in broad daylight?"
In the countryside, as long as the owner is at home during the day, the door is wide open and visitors can come in directly without even knocking.
But Song Ruan couldn't do that. She had a ghost in her mind, so she usually bolted the door as soon as she got home.
She didn't answer, so she asked, "What's the matter?"
Han Zhenzhen's attention was diverted: "We have a few days off before the corn is dried. Let's go to the commune tomorrow. There will be a market there."
Song Ruan was so tired that she wanted to die. She didn't want to move at all, not to mention tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. She reached out to close the door and said, "Get lost."
"Hey, hey, hey, why are you closing the door?" Han Zhenzhen quickly pushed the door shut with her foot. "I'll treat you to a meal at the state-owned restaurant!"
Oh, about this matter, you should not miss out on such a good deal.
"Okay, come and call me tomorrow." Song Ruan quickly changed his words.
Han Zhenzhen: “…”
"Then I'll come to see you early tomorrow morning!" she instructed.
Han Zhenzhen kept her word. Just as the day dawned, someone knocked on her door, shouting at the top of his voice: "Song Ruan! Song Ruan! Are you awake, Song Ruan?!"
"Song-soft-!"
Song Ruan sat up from the bed in shock, thinking that she owed money and the debt collector had come to her house.
She was dragged onto the ox cart with a drooping face by Han Zhenzhen, and she thought she was dreaming.
The ox cart swayed all the way and it was already morning when we arrived at the commune. Han Zhenzhen was like a husky out of a cage, running around wildly. Song Ruan was also infected by her and bought a lot of things.
The two were walking towards the state-owned restaurant with their bags, when they suddenly heard a commotion in front of them and couldn't help but look over there.
A man was yelling at a girl.
The man was about 30 years old, with dark skin and a simple and honest look. He said painfully, "Wife, stop making trouble and come back with me. Our family really doesn't have the money to buy you new clothes."
The girl looked to be about 20 years old, wearing a dress, with a blue hairband tied into a bow at the end of her braid. She was struggling and shouting, "Who are you? I'm not your wife, let me go!"
The people around were also a little confused when they saw the two people's different clothes.
The honest man said bitterly, "Wife, stop making trouble. We really have no money. Your mother thought I was too old, so she asked for a hundred yuan as a dowry. We sold everything we had to get it together. You want to eat meat and buy new clothes when you marry in. We are just poor people. How can we have so much money?"
The girl looked like she was about to cry: "You, you are talking nonsense!"
A one hundred yuan betrothal gift!
The people around him all gasped, wondering if he had married a fairy.
Looking at the bright clothes on girls, I don’t find it strange anymore. I just feel that they are all the result of men’s blood and sweat.
They all tried to persuade her: "Don't make a fuss, girl. Look at the nice clothes you are wearing. What else are you dissatisfied with? There are holes in your man's vest."
"I've already given you a hundred yuan betrothal gift. Your man is great enough."
Some even directly advised the man: "You can't spoil your wife! Just beat her up and drag her home!"
The girl was so anxious that her face turned red and she screamed, "I don't know him, I really don't know him! I won't go with him."
An old woman rushed over and slapped the girl: "Why did I marry such a spendthrift wife? She makes trouble every day and even refuses to recognize a man for a piece of clothing?"
The girl who was beaten fell to the ground, her head buzzing, and she was unable to speak for a long time.
"Shut her mouth and take her back. She has really messed up the situation!" said the old woman viciously.
The people around him nodded: "We should take good care of her. Where can we find such a daughter-in-law?"
"That's right."
The honest man dragged the girl out timidly, and the people around him tacitly made way for her.
Han Zhenzhen frowned: "That girl is a bit too much."
She also likes to wear beautiful dresses, but she won’t ask her parents to lend her money to buy them.
Song Ruan sneered: "Do you think they are really a couple?"
"Ah?" Han Zhenzhen looked confused.
Song Ruan said, "That man is most likely a kidnapper. He used such an excuse to kidnap the girl in broad daylight and no one cared."
Han Zhenzhen accepted Song Ruan's point of view without any question.
Her eyes suddenly widened and she looked around nervously: "Then let's go report to the police!"
"When we came back from looking for the police, we didn't know where the people had gone."
"What should I do?" Han Zhenzhen was so anxious that she scratched her head and said, "Well, well, I don't dare to follow them."
What if he kidnapped her?
"In this situation, we need to attract the attention of the people around us. If the situation gets out of hand, some people will be unable to leave. I'll go and drag them away, and you go report it to the police."
Han Zhenzhen was a little scared: "Why are you dragging it? Don't get on with it."
"Just wait and see how I perform." Song Ruan threw the thing in his hand into Han Zhenzhen's hand and rushed over aggressively.
Han Zhenzhen frantically held Song Ruan's thing, and then she saw her hair shaking, trembling like a leaf in the wind, covering her mouth and screaming like a trumpet:
"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, I didn't expect you to be such a person! My sister is a little ugly, but you can't force my sister-in-law, and even say outside that my sister-in-law is your wife! Are you worthy of my sister? Are you worthy of my brother?!"
Then he turned to the aunt and said indignantly: "Aunt, why are you like this? The doctor said that your brother-in-law can't have children. It's not enough for you to secretly find a baby outside. Will it help to drag your sister-in-law back to your house?"
"Are you thinking that if your son is really pregnant, my brother can still help raise the child! How can you be so cruel!"
"Everyone, come and take a look!"
Han Zhenzhen's eyes suddenly widened, and her hands trembled. She almost hugged Song Ruan's thing, but her newly bought pottery jar accidentally fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
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