Finally, Chen Zhenzhen discovered it when she took Zhao Yang home: "Why is grandma outside?"
Only then did Zhao Youcai remember that he had forgotten something. He had forgotten to bring Old Lady Wang back.
He hurried out to hug Old Lady Wang. Her hands and feet were frozen. He stuffed her into the quilt and then wanted to pull Zhao Xingye's quilt to cover her as well.
Zhang Zhaodi tugged at the quilt and refused to give it to her: "This is our only quilt."
As soon as Old Lady Wang covered herself with the quilt, it became smelly. How could they continue to cover themselves with it?
Zhao Youcai glared at her and said unhappily:
"If you hadn't carried your grandma out, would she have been cold? This quilt isn't enough to compensate your grandma. If you didn't have a quilt, wouldn't you have gone to your mother's house to get one?
What girl accepted a betrothal gift of 300 yuan but didn't even bring a quilt as a dowry? Go back to your parents' home and get a quilt now, or you and Zhao Xingye will be freezing tonight."
Zhang Zhaodi's eyes turned red:
"The original betrothal gift was 800 yuan, and you still owe us 500 yuan. Why do I have to go back to get the quilt? Besides, you didn't give anything as a dowry when Xingfeng got married. Why do you ask my family to provide a dowry?"
Zhao Youcai was embarrassed and annoyed: "Don't talk about Xingfeng to me, Xingfeng is different from you. You are now the granddaughter-in-law, and you are torturing and abusing grandma.
It's normal for me to send you back to your parents' home to get back the betrothal gift. Now, considering the child in your belly, it's very good that I just let you go back to get the bed and quilt."
On the one hand, he felt it was shameful that his son stole his money, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Chen Zhenzhen and Zhao Xingjia would find out about what happened today and make a fuss about dividing the money, which would then make him suspicious of the fact that he had no money. That was why he had just discussed with the two of them about keeping it a secret from Zhao Xingjia and Chen Zhenzhen.
Now he could only use the matter of these two people harassing Old Lady Wang to blame Zhang Zhaodi.
Zhao Xingye retorted to Zhang Zhaodi: "I'll accompany you back to your parents' home to get the quilt." If Zhao Youcai spread the news about today, his reputation would be affected.
Zhang Zhaodi was in a dilemma. When she got married, her mother didn't even give her a quilt. Could she go back and ask for one now?
Zhao Xingye has already agreed.
It’s just a quilt. My mother-in-law can’t just watch me and Zhang Zhaodi freeze.
"While it's still early, leave early and come back early."
Zhao Xingye pulled Zhang Zhaodi out of the door.
Chen Zhenzhen looked at this strange scene. The fourth brother's family was so obedient, something must have happened. She would ask about it later.
Zhao Youcai covered Old Lady Wang with the quilt that Zhang Zhaodi and the others used, and then asked Chen Zhenzhen to make ginger soup. He went out and bought some cold medicine for Old Lady Wang to drink first as a precaution.
Although he had a moment of thinking that it would be better if Old Lady Wang died, he still couldn't bear to see her red old face. With his mother around, he always had a sense of comfort in his heart.
Zhao Xingjia walked for nearly an hour and finally arrived home, only to find that no one had cooked. "What's going on? I'm starving."
Zhao Yang had been complaining about being hungry for a long time. Chen Zhenzhen soaked a steamed bun in hot water for Zhao Yang to eat, and then stuffed him into the quilt. At this time, Zhao Xingjia was also complaining about being hungry, so he ate in the same way.
Zhao Youcai knew that it was pointless to say more. It was Zhang Zhaodi's turn to cook today, and Chen Zhenzhen would definitely not do it. He also followed Chen Zhenzhen's example and boiled water to make steamed buns for himself and Old Lady Wang. He wanted to make an egg to drink for himself, but there were no eggs at home.
He sighed.
Zhao Xingjia also thought the meal was too rough and sighed unintentionally: "If it had been eaten with the chili sauce my mother made, it wouldn't be so tasteless."
Chen Zhenzhen rolled her eyes: "Your mother definitely won't do it for you."
"It would be great if I could buy it. My mom is really good at making chili sauce."
At the same time, Zhang Zhaodi's mother looked at her daughter and son-in-law who came back at dinner time. If she didn't give them food, it would seem mean. Her son-in-law still had a job, and she was afraid that he wouldn't bring her good gifts during future holidays.
Give it to her. If there are two more mouths to feed, she and her son will have nothing to eat.
Before opening the door, she had already put all the dishes into the room, leaving only the steamed buns made of two-grain flour.
"Have you eaten yet? But we're poor, and we don't cook at night. If we cook now, we don't have any vegetables at home. We'll have to buy some tomorrow morning, or else..."
I was just about to go back to Zhao's house to eat.
Zhao Xingye had already started to nibble on the steamed bun, but it was a little dry. He noticed the chili sauce in the bowl on the table and asked, "Mom, can I eat this?"
Zhang Zhaodi's mother took a look and realized that it was something her son had bought on the black market, and he said it cost 30 cents per pound. She felt sorry for it and usually only let her son eat it.
But there were no vegetables to begin with, and now we are not even allowed to eat chili sauce. This is unacceptable.
"Of course, eat as much as you want."
Zhao Xingye took a chopstick and spread it on the steamed bun. The more he ate, the more he felt that it tasted like the one his mother made. Could it be that his mother made it?
His mother doesn't even recognize him now, so how could she send the chili sauce she made to Zhang Zhaodi's parents' home? Did his mother sell it?
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