Chapter 35 Chapter 35 Egg Killer Wu Jianguo
Wu Jianguo was in a daze, and Zhao Weimin was also very angry.
Ever since he designed to meet Ye Xiang, she has always worshipped him like a god and obeyed his every word. Is she doing the opposite today?
He snorted coldly and said in a sad tone: "Xiaoxiang, you were wronged today and you are angry. I don't mind if you say such things, but you should reflect on yourself. Is this what you should say? Is this the attitude that a daughter-in-law should have towards her mother-in-law, widowed sister-in-law and nephew?"
After he finished speaking, he turned and left, slamming the door behind him.
After being married for so long, he has already figured out Ye Xiang's personality - she is just a fool who has her head full of men and can't stand herself. As long as he suppresses her with words first and then cools down his attitude, even if it is not her problem, she will reflect and apologize with fear and trepidation. At this time, if he says a few soft words, she will be grateful and even more devoted.
Indeed, if it were Ye Xiang herself now, she would indeed be caught and might even hug him and admit her mistake on the spot.
But now, inside Ye Xiang's shell is Wu Jianguo, a man.
For men, self-confidence seems to be an innate instinct. Even if their appearance is a negative asset and they are in their seventies or eighties, this instinct will not be erased. These teenagers are so confident that they think the grass on their graves will be taller than others. Do you want them to doubt themselves and feel guilty? Oh!
I believe that sisters who have quarreled with their boyfriends or husbands must have had this feeling: you are so angry that you wrap yourself in the quilt and turn your back to him, trying to use a cold attitude to arouse his guilt and make him reflect on it. But he doesn't take it to heart at all, and is glad that he doesn't have to work the night shift today. He closes his eyes and sleeps soundly until dawn.
Wu Jianguo was eager for him to leave quickly, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Perhaps the habit engraved in the soul was too stubborn, and the next second, a thunderous snoring sounded.
Zhao Weimin was just slowing down his pace and waiting for her to catch up with him and admit her mistake and apologize, but what he heard was not footsteps but snoring like thunder.
He was so angry that he turned back and slammed the door again.
Wu Jianguo was not affected at all. He scratched his butt, smacked his lips, turned over, and continued to snor.
Because he was angry, Zhao Weimin didn't call Ye Xiang during dinner: Isn't she powerful and looks down on everyone? Why are you still eating at his house?
He thought he had reformed this city wife, but it seems those bad habits are deeply rooted and he needs to temper her!
Ye Xiang was originally a member of the lowest social class in the Zhao family. Apart from Zhao Weimin's occasional consolation or when he told her to do something, no one took her seriously at all. Now that even Zhao Weimin was silent, no one would take the initiative to mention her.
They wish there was one less person coming to eat, so they could eat more!
So no one said anything. No one asked how Ye Xiang was doing after she broke her head, and no one asked whether they should leave a bowl for her. Everyone tacitly forgot that there was a wounded person at home lying in bed with an empty stomach.
"Eat!" The head of the family, Mrs. Sun, gave an authoritative order, and everyone picked up their bowls and chopsticks to eat.
"Why didn't you call me for dinner?"
Wu Jianguo, who had slept soundly for the entire afternoon, heard it at this time. He sat up quickly and appeared at the door in two steps in his slippers.
Everyone who was putting their chopsticks into the food paused, feeling a little embarrassed.
After all, it was her son who got injured. Chen Guifen couldn't bear to lose face and took the lead in smoothing things over: "Isn't it because I saw that you were injured and needed to rest and recuperate? Aren't we afraid of disturbing you?"
"How can I recover without eating? You really can let a wounded soldier like me starve." Wu Jianguo sneered.
"Okay! We're a family and we're talking like that! We didn't say we wouldn't leave some for you," Granny Sun slammed her chopsticks on the table, "Now that you're awake, come and eat."
I don’t know why, it seems like his mother said something like this before. I didn’t feel anything at the time, but now I feel a little angry when I hear it. But Wu Jianguo was indeed hungry, so he snorted and said he was too lazy to care. He swaggered to the dining table, but just one look at it and his brows furrowed.
A basket of steamed bun-like things, half of which were pure yellow and the other half were dark yellow with a hint of green, with what looked like some vegetable leaves in between, and some dark brown dots, and a bowl of watery corn porridge, which looked like their staple food.
In the middle was a plate of scrambled eggs and a bowl of meat soup that was served at noon. This was the second meal. The meat had long been scooped out, and the wilted leaves were wrinkled together. The thin layer of oil on the top barely showed its identity as a meat dish.
At the bottom was a plate of blackened pickles with dry leaves that were yellowish-green in color. They looked as if they had been rubbed against the bottom of a pot blackened by firewood and then served up. They looked very unappetizing.
In the original body's memory, the Zhao family's meals were divided into different grades. For example, good things like fried eggs were exclusive to Grandma Sun and Tiedan. Only when the farm work was heavy during the autumn harvest could Zhao Weimin get a bite. He should eat the yellow steamed buns first. After all, he is the main labor force in the family. If he doesn't eat enough and can't keep up with the work, the whole family will be short of food the next year.
The original owner and Chen Guifen could only drink the thinnest corn porridge, chew on dark green steamed buns, and eat pickles. But Chen Guifen was better. Her corn grits porridge could have two more grains than the original owner's, and even if she picked up a few pickles with chopsticks, Mrs. Sun wouldn't look at her in displeasure.
But Wu Jianguo doesn't care about these broken rules. In the cognition formed during his growth process from childhood to adulthood, the good things in the house should be his!
He went up and picked up Tiedan, who was sitting next to Mrs. Sun, and threw him onto the farthest chair. He then occupied this excellent feng shui location with a steamed bun basket on the left and scrambled eggs on the right.
Everyone at the table was stunned, not knowing what she was doing.
Mrs. Sun took a look at his injured head and thought that he was still angry because Tiedan pushed him. Although she was dissatisfied, she did not scold him directly.
Just tolerate this little bitch for one day! one day!
Since Mrs. Sun didn't say anything, it was difficult for others to say anything.
Chen Guifen opened and closed her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything, and she even pulled Tiedan who was about to make a scene.
Zhao Weimin frowned and stared at Wu Jianguo, hesitating to speak.
If it were the Ye Xiang of the past, she would have noticed his expression immediately, and then would have reflected on her feelings and apologized, exchanging her own loss for peace.
But Wu Jianguo: Bah!
A grown man is just making meaningless noises all day long, looking around for someone to coax him. What's the saying his wife always used to say - bitches are just pretentious!
He didn't bother to care about the undercurrent and didn't even look at the green steamed bun. He reached out and grabbed a yellow steamed bun, broke it apart and put it into the bowl, picked up the plate of scrambled eggs and coolly stuffed most of it into the steamed bun, then took a big bite.
Everyone was stunned. Tiedan, who had just been calmed down by Chen Guifen and was about to pick up the egg with chopsticks, also stood there in disbelief.
"Why are you looking at me? Eat?" Wu Jianguo finished two bites, grabbed another one, took a big bite, and then held it in his mouth while taking the bowl to serve the rice porridge.
He used two spoons to scoop up all the large crumbs at the bottom of the porridge, squeezed the water out of the basin, poured the dry crumbs into his bowl, and used another two spoons to scoop up all the vegetables in the broth. Finally, he used the spoon to scoop up most of the scrambled eggs that he had already taken half of, flattened them, and scooped another spoonful, until his bowl was piled high before he stopped.
He bit off the top of the mountain in one bite and said incoherently, "Eat it, why not?"
As he was talking, he took another yellow flour steamed bun. He hadn't finished the previous one yet, so he held it between his index and middle fingers, and the new one between his ring and pinky finger. He took two bites at a time, and with his free right hand, he held the bowl and ate slurpingly.
At this time, there was only a basket with two yellow buns left on the dining table, a basket of buns filled with black buns, a bowl of barley porridge with only a few grains of barley left, one-sixth of a scrambled egg left, and broth with only water left.
Oh, the black pickles are still intact.
Tiedan looked at the eggs that were almost squeezed out and burst into tears.
Chen Guifen's original guilty feeling was suddenly replaced by anger: "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"
"Eat."
Wu Jianguo dipped the yellow steamed bun into the soup and ate it slurpingly. Then he took two yellow steamed buns in each hand and took a bite of each: "Why don't you eat?"
Well, now there are only yellow and green buns left in the steamed bun basket.
Mrs. Sun, who had been thinking of holding back, couldn't bear it any longer. This little bitch was injured and was rewarded? She must be a reincarnated starving ghost. How could a daughter-in-law like her be qualified to eat so many good things?
Before she could speak, Zhao Weimin, feeling humiliated, shouted, "Ye Xiang, how do you eat?"
Wu Jianguo used chopsticks to push the last bit of egg onto the steamed bun, picked it up like a roujiamo, and scooped up a bowl of broth, even cleaning up the oil on top: "Eat it with your mouth, or what? You can chew it with a swallow skin?"
"You, you..." Zhao Weimin was so angry that he slapped his chopsticks on the table. "Look at what you look like? How did you become so vulgar?"
"Like a human being." Wu Jianguo didn't even raise his eyelids, mockingly saying, "How did you become like that? You've been hanging out with bitches for too long."
Mother Sun immediately exploded. She had never had a good temper to begin with, and it was already an extraordinary performance that she had endured for so long. But this little bitch was still taking advantage of her!
Not only her, but the faces of several adults in the room who could understand what was happening changed.
In those days, the gap between rural and urban areas was like a natural chasm. Although they said they looked down on the educated youth, they actually felt envy and inferiority in their hearts. As the saying goes, the more you lack something, the more jealous you become of it. They always suppress and belittle Ye Xiang on a daily basis, and this may be a way to gain confidence and a sense of superiority.
He then looked at Ye Xiang (Wu Jianguo version) with a grim gaze.
Wu Jianguo was not a good-tempered person either. He was already very angry when he got here.
He immediately finished the egg sandwich in his hand in two bites, sipped a mouthful of soup, wiped his mouth, and stood up with a sneer.
Although the children don't understand, they will instinctively pay attention to the adults' eyes and atmosphere, especially the girls in rural families that favor boys over girls. Chen Guifen's little daughter Niuniu shrank into the corner anxiously, like a little quail. Even Tiedan, who was crying, stopped talking and looked at the adults nervously.
"I'm giving you face, right?!" Granny Sun was about to slap her.
Wu Jianguo rolled up his sleeves and said, "Come on, let's see who gives whom face!"
The first thing he confirmed when he woke up was that although this body was a little thin, it was still strong. In addition, he had learned a few moves when he worked as a receptionist in a Muay Thai gym, so he was not at all weak at this moment.
He turned sideways, grabbed Grandma Sun's arm with his backhand, and pressed her on the table like a hen.
Grandma Sun was so humiliated that she struggled and yelled, "Eldest brother's wife, Third brother, come at me together!"
More like a clucking old hen.
Chen Guifen had been holding her breath for a long time and rushed over immediately.
Zhao Weimin's face turned green: "Ye Xiang, you really need to learn a lesson. I've never seen you being someone's daughter-in-law like this!"
Wu Jianguo picked up Granny Sun and pushed her towards them, then lifted the table with his right hand and said, "You will see it today!"
There was a loud crash, and the bowls, chopsticks, plates and basins on the table slid down and broke into pieces, scattering fragments everywhere.
Mrs. Sun was so distressed that she almost fainted - her bowl! ! These days, every household only has a few bowls, and people are reluctant to throw away broken ones. They will even look for a special bowl repairman to mend them. And now, all of them have been broken by this little whore! It can’t be repaired!
Zhao Weimin was also irritated by Wu Jianguo's repeated slaps in the face, and he pounced on him.
As a former man, Wu Jianguo knew very well where a man's most vulnerable spot was. Plus, he was a little jealous now that he had lost her, so he took aim and kicked her hard.
“Ahhh——!!!” A terrifying howl sounded and shocked everyone.
Zhao Weimin covered his severely injured vitals with his hands, his face flushed red, his waist bent like a shrimp, and he barely stood for two seconds. Then he knelt on the ground with a thud, fell to the side, and lay curled up in a ball.
Wu Jianguo laughed out loud, which was particularly eerie in the silence.
Mrs. Sun didn't dare to move. Although she didn't have that thing, she felt pain just looking at it.
Is this little bitch crazy? Isn't it also harmful to herself to kick her man's treasure like this?
Even Tiedan was so scared that he covered his treasure. Although his name was Tiedan, he was not really made of iron. If he was kicked by his third aunt like this, he would have to change his name to Meidan in the future!
Third Aunt must not be provoked, absolutely not!
"Oh my god, that's really awesome."
Song Ruan was like a long-necked gecko, lying on the wall of her house and stretching her neck to look at Grandma Sun's house. Grandma Sun's kitchen door was not closed, so she could see it from this angle. And with the wind blowing in the right direction, she could hear the quarrel between them clearly.
Apart from the fact that it is a bit tiring to hold on to the wall, it is simply the best VIP viewing spot.
Tsk, next time she must move two stones to use as a cushion and try stepping on it!
Seeing that the battle ended with a great victory for her colleague who had traveled through time, she jumped down from the wall and walked towards the kitchen - she thought the soup at noon tasted good, so she saved some of it, planning to make noodles with it in the evening. However, as soon as she put the soup in the pot, a fight broke out next door. She covered the pot and ran out to see what was going on.
"This comrade is really amazing," she exclaimed, "his steel pipe is used to beat the frog, it's really great."
【Really awesome】
The anti-semen system also sighed and pressed the lounge cleaning button.
It was so excited while watching the show that it was cracking melon seeds. When it came to its senses after the show, it found the ground was covered with melon seed shells.
As soon as Song Ruan lifted the lid of the pot, the noodles were already cooked and the aroma was fragrant.
The little donkey lying on the ground tried hard to raise its neck to look at her.
"What are you looking at? You can't eat it." Song Ruan teased, "This is..."
Wild donkeys and deer are not the same species. She thought for a while and said, "Braise your neighbor's noodles."
The little wild donkey didn't understand what made Donkey Gong Han say. It moved its ears and looked at her eagerly, looking both pitiful and cute.
Song Ruan couldn't help but stuffed a piece of fruit candy into it.
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