Chapter 004: Fire in the Kitchen
Wen Ruyue came out holding an oil lamp.
"Oh, you still think you are a rich lady, waiting for people to serve you? You should find your place after marrying into the Ying family." I saw a plump woman leaning against the door, spitting out the melon seed shells in her mouth.
She pulled her apron off from under her armpit and threw it at Wen Yan's face: "Hurry up and cook. If you don't serve the old lady to your satisfaction, watch out for your skin!"
Wen Yan grabbed her apron and said, "Aunt, women age very quickly when they get angry. You better take it easy."
She spoke with a smile, and even held up the oil lamp to shine it on her face.
Qiao Dashuang touched his cheek in self-doubt: Am I really getting old?
However, she quickly realized that she had been tricked.
She spat in anger and was about to go to the kitchen to supervise when she heard a loud "clang" sound from inside, as if something had fallen!
Qiao Dashuang's face lit up with joy, and he quickly walked into the kitchen, where he saw the only clay pot in the house smashed to pieces.
The stove hole without a pot was filled with hay and branches, and thick smoke was coming out.
Qiao Dashuang couldn't stop gloating. She dropped the pot on the first day of cooking. Her mother-in-law would definitely punish her severely!
She was just about to scold Wen Yan, saying, there is no water at home, why light a fire?
Suddenly, her eyes rolled and she changed her plan.
"You're so stupid!" She pushed Wen Yan away angrily and quickly pulled out all the firewood from the stove: "You've blocked the stove chamber, it's a wonder it can burn. Here, look, this is how you light a fire, with a little hay..."
It seemed like Qiao Dashuang really wanted to teach Wen Yan how to make a fire.
After a moment, Wen Yan realized something was wrong.
The dim kitchen became brighter and brighter, and my back felt hot.
She looked back and saw that the firewood behind her was on fire.
It turned out that there were sparks in the hay that Qiao Dashuang dug out, which reignited the fire.
Wen Yan just wanted to smash a few bowls and pans so that the Ying family would stop asking her to do housework.
I don't want to cause a fire. If the fire spreads, the main house will not be spared.
If the wind blows again, the neighbors will suffer.
"Water, use water to put out the fire!" Wen Yan grabbed the gourd ladle and rushed to the water tank.
However, both large vats were empty.
"There's no water! Aunt, is there a well at home? Where can we get water?" Wen Yan remained calm in the face of danger. When he turned around, he saw Qiao Dashuang waving his hand and sweeping the oil lamp on the stove into the fire.
The fire spread as the oil exploded, rising more than one meter high in an instant.
Then, Qiao Dashuang rushed out of the kitchen screaming, "Hurry up, the kitchen is on fire! Mother, husband, please come and put out the fire!"
Wen Yan looked at her back with narrowed eyes.
Ying Zhilin, who was always paying attention to the situation here, was the first to rush out. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Wen Yan was fine, and immediately wanted to rush in to put out the fire.
Wen Yan stopped him: "Don't go, there's no water in the tank!"
Ying Zhilin was stunned for a moment, then he understood everything, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.
As he turned and walked out, he reminded Wen Yan, "The water source is at the end of the village. It takes half a cup of tea to go there and back. I'm going to borrow some water from my neighbor first. You stand further away and don't get close to the fire."
Other members of the Ying family also came out one after another. When they saw the fire that had already reached the roof, they were all shocked.
Mrs. Qiao stamped her feet anxiously: "What are you standing there for? Put out the fire!"
The Ying family finally woke up from their dream.
Pick up basins and buckets and start putting out the fire.
Neighbors also came to help and the fire was quickly put out.
At this time, it was daybreak.
As for the Ying family's kitchen, all that was left was a circle of black stone walls.
Fortunately, it was a separate room built in the yard, so the main house was not affected.
The villagers who came to join in the fun were talking about Feixu.
"Go away, go home and eat your wild vegetable porridge." Mrs. Qiao drove the man away with a dark face.
As soon as the gate closed, Qiao Dashuang fell to her knees, hugged her legs and cried, "Mom, it's all my fault! This morning I asked my niece-in-law to cook, and she was very unhappy. She broke the only clay pot in the house and said she was the daughter of the Wen family, and we peasants were not worthy of eating the food she cooked.
Then she...she set fire to the kitchen and said...she told her mother to eat shit!
All the kitchen utensils and food in the kitchen are gone, woo woo...
If only the marriage exchange hadn't happened, Ruyue would be beautiful and kind-hearted, capable of both housework and cooking, and she would never set fire to the kitchen!"
"How can she compare with Ruyue!" Mrs. Qiao was furious and raised her hand to slap Wen Yan.
"Grandma!" Ying Zhilin grabbed Mrs. Qiao's arm and protected her in front of Wen Yan.
Mrs. Qiao glared at Ying Zhilin with a gloomy look: "Have you been swatting mosquitoes? She set fire to the house just to avoid cooking! If we don't teach her a lesson today, one day she will..." poison us!
"Grandma, why is there no water in the kitchen vat?" Ying Zhilin interrupted, not letting her finish her words. "When I came to put out the fire, the flames were only half a man's height. If there was water, two or three buckets would have put it out."
Mrs. Qiao felt a little guilty. They had deliberately used up all the water in the jar so that Wen Yan could fetch water in the dark this morning.
But she quickly forced a sophistry: "I don't know how much water was used for the banquet yesterday. Isn't it normal that there is no water in the vat?"
"But after we cleaned up yesterday, Brother Dahu and I filled both water tanks!" Ying Zhilin's voice was as gentle as a drizzle, but to Mrs. Qiao's ears, it sounded like a knife scraping at the bone.
Just as she was about to retort, she heard the gate being smashed and heard the voice of the Ying clan leader: "Zhilin, open the door. What's going on in your house?"
Mrs. Qiao felt a tightness in her heart.
Why is that old immortal clan leader here?
The brigade commander also serves as the village head, and his heart is completely devoted to Ying Zhilin.
She was hoping that after he graduated from high school, he would change the fate of the Ying family.
He has always disliked me, and if I let him get involved, I will definitely be in trouble.
Mrs. Qiao cried out "ouch", straightened her body, and fainted with her eyes rolled back.
Qiao Dashuang hurriedly brought the person into the house.
Before entering the door, she glared at Wen Yan unwillingly.
Unexpectedly, my eyes met Wen Yan's.
Wen Yan only smiled gently.
Qiao Dashuang shuddered for no reason, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
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As soon as the door closed, Mrs. Qiao opened her eyes, and her turbid old eyes were full of resentment.
Qiao Dashuang suppressed the uneasiness brought on by his gaze with Wen Yan, and stood up for Mrs. Qiao: "Mother, are we just going to let it go?
I don't know what kind of magic Wen Yan used, but she has only been married for one day and she has already instigated Zhi Lin to disobey you.
Zhilin is a recalcitrant child who never really listened to you. Now that she's whispering in his ear, I'm afraid he'll disregard you even more."
Every word that Qiao Dashuang said was for the sake of Mrs. Qiao, but in fact, every word he said was to sow discord.
Mrs. Qiao became angrier the more she thought about it.
Qiao Dashuang continued to fan the flames: "Mom, you are simply the most miserable mother-in-law in the world! You will have to drink her new daughter-in-law's tea soon. Can you really drink it?"
Mrs. Qiao squinted at Qiao Dashuang, her cloudy old eyes seemed to see through everything.
Only when Qiao Dashuang felt uneasy did she look away and snort coldly, "New bride tea? Do I have to drink it just because she offers it to me?"
"Don't tell me you don't want to take the tea and let her kneel down..."
Ying Ximei, who followed in, raised her hands excitedly: "I'll spread some pebbles on the ground, and she won't die from kneeling!"
"You are so smart, mother. Let me massage your shoulders to help you relax." Qiao Dashuang massaged Mrs. Qiao's shoulders with a flattering look on her face.
But I couldn't hide my excitement.
Wen Ruyue said that if she exceeded the task requirements, she would receive not only ten taels of silver but also extra reward!
Last night, she moved the valuable food and half a can of coarse salt from the kitchen to her room in advance.
I made a lot of money from this vote.
Wen Ruyue was right, if you work for her, you can eat meat!
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