Zhou's mother asked, "Are you going to look for Zhiyu?"
Aunt Wang rolled her eyes at her and said, "You're the only one who's smart."
Mother Zhou smiled proudly, "Of course, I have a better relationship with Zhiyu than you do. I know she is treating your daughter-in-law."
In her opinion, Meng Zhiyu saved her two grandsons, in other words, saved their whole family. In her heart, Meng Zhiyu was half a daughter. Her three sons all recognized Meng Zhiyu as their sister. Wouldn't their relationship be closer than that of Wang Po?
Mrs. Wang snorted coldly, "Who do you think you are? Can you get close to me just like that?"
She and Meng Zhiqing are like elder sister and younger sister.
Zhou's mother was dissatisfied and Wang Po was disdainful. The two quarreled all the way until they stopped in front of the educated youth's yard.
Seeing Aunt Wang about to walk toward the front gate, Mother Zhou quickly stopped her and said, "Once you go in, all those educated youth will know you're here to see Meng Zhiqing. That's not what you said on the way."
Once this gets out, she doesn't care what happens to Wang Po, but won't this cause trouble for her Zhiyu?
Mrs. Wang reacted, "Yes, I almost forgot. I had an argument with you and lost my mind."
Refuse to admit that you didn't think of it.
Zhou's mother felt that she was forcing an excuse, so she glanced at her sideways, too lazy to pay attention to her and called out to Mrs. Wang, and walked towards the backyard gate.
The door was not closed, and when a few people went in, they saw several people covered in mud and were stunned for a moment. After all, in their minds, these educated youth all came from big cities and were very concerned about their image.
But Goudan and Tiedan were excited. They ran over and looked at Meng Zhiyu, who was covered in mud. They asked happily, "Sister Yu, Sister Yu, do you like playing in the mud too?"
Meng Zhiyu had been concentrating on his "creation" when he heard Goudan and the others shouting, and then he realized that Zhou's mother and the others had arrived.
I smiled at Goudan and the others first and said, "Yeah, I like playing in the mud too."
Then he stood up and greeted Zhou's mother and the other two, "Auntie Zhou, Aunt Wang, Sister Wang, why are you here?"
Mother Zhou pushed aside Mrs. Wang and trotted over to Meng Zhiyu. She lifted the black cloth and put it close to her nose, asking expectantly, "Smell it quickly and see if it smells good."
Meng Zhiyu sniffed, a familiar aroma lingering in his taste buds. He looked up at Zhou's mother in surprise, "Is it scumbag?"
Mother Zhou didn't expect her to know this, and nodded with a smile on her face, "Yes, have you eaten Zhiyu?"
She thought city people had never eaten these.
Meng Zhiyu nodded. When she was a child, she was an expert at climbing forks. She could climb fifty or sixty of them in about half an hour. No other children in the village could compare with her.
Meng Zhiyu washed his hands, brought out a stool and asked Aunt Wang and the others to sit down. Mother Zhou held the bowl and urged her to eat quickly.
Meng Zhiyu casually pinched one and put it in his mouth, chewing and swallowing it. Although it was not from the same period, the taste was just as good. "It's delicious."
Mother Zhou was proud, "Of course, I fried this myself."
Meng Zhiyu asked her to eat too, but Zhou's mother refused, "Goudan and I have already eaten at home, you can eat it."
As he spoke, he saw Aunt Wang looking at the bowl and smiled at Meng Zhiyu, "Your Aunt Wang is also eating at home."
Meng Zhiyu asked Li Tingman and others. Li Tingman didn't like eating this and found it creepy. Li Qingqing and others each made one.
Mu Ziwei looked at the fork with its little claws curled up, feeling uneasy. He had never eaten this thing before, so he secretly pulled off the claws and put it into his mouth.
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