Chapter 323: Meeting an Old Friend Again
When Gao Xiulan was carrying breakfast back home early in the morning, she saw two people peeking at the gate of the compound.
He frowned, walked lightly, looked carefully, and suddenly said from behind: "What are you doing here?"
The fat white man trembled all over, and the child in his arms loosened his grip and fell down.
The tall and strong woman beside him quickly took the child, put it on her shoulder, and gave the man a dagger look:
"You're going to die! You can't even hold a baby! Wait till we get back and see how I'll deal with you!"
He said the last sentence with gritted teeth, turned his gaze to Gao Xiulan, and immediately put on a smiling face.
"Aunt, we are here to attend a funeral. I'm looking for the Zhao family in the compound."
"Looking for Zhao Yunyun? Come in first."
"Ah! Auntie, there are so many alleys and lanes in your compound. It's really hard to find."
"Just find the right house number. Look, this is the room."
After Gao Xiulan showed people the way, she prepared to go back.
Fu Zhenggang just came out of the door holding a pile of dirty clothes. He was surprised to see the newcomer: "Sister-in-law, brother, you are here?"
Gao Xiulan turned her gaze and looked at the fat white man who followed in from behind like a searchlight.
Could this person be Fu Zhengze? She really couldn't tell.
This guy clearly didn't look like this in my previous memory. In just a few years, the skinny guy became white and fat, and he took off his pretentious rimless glasses, looking silly.
Life is unpredictable. Gao Xiulan waved her head and went back to the backyard.
Before Fu Zhengze could speak, the tall and strong woman Guan Zhuangyue spoke first and addressed Zhao Yunyun directly:
"Sister-in-law, I've dropped the person off. I'm taking Fatty out for breakfast."
The man spoke like a machine gun, and the gunfire was over in a few seconds. He disappeared with a few big steps.
"Wife, I haven't had breakfast yet?"
Fu Zhengze gave a belated Erkang hand, and the luggage hanging on his body fell to the ground.
His grief was deafening.
"Brother, you're too late. My sister-in-law is gone."
Good brother Fu Zhenggang stabbed me in the back, which doubled my sorrow.
Zhao Yunyun frowned and let the person in.
Fu Zhengze was hungry and dragging his luggage to go into the house. He looked up and met Er Nengzi, who was carrying a bowl and going out to watch the fun.
Guoqing was holding a small bowl and peeking down, in the same posture.
Fu Zhengze was both embarrassed and angry, and threw his luggage at Fu Zhenggang who was standing behind him.
During breakfast, everyone in the compound knew that Xia Caiyun's eldest son had returned from the farm with his wife and children to attend the funeral.
Lin Xiaotong and Xie Yi were standing in the backyard and saw this scene: the two brothers of the Fu family were sitting on small stools, scrubbing a large basin of dirty clothes.
Three people came in from outside the courtyard gate, Guan Lamei and Guan Zhuangyue were talking and laughing.
"Grandma, you are living a comfortable life now. Donggua has married a wife. You eat and drink well every day. You live in a small courtyard and don't get bullied."
Guan Lamei walked into the courtyard with her hands behind her back, caught a glimpse of the Fu brothers, and performed a few moves of Dragon and Tiger Fist.
"Of course, Zhuang Yue still listens to me. What's the use of a man? Just keep the child.
Otherwise you will have to provide food for one more person, which is not cost-effective.
This man is not like the pigs my father raises, who are fed well, fattened up and sent on their way."
Fu Zhengze's body was shaking, he lowered his head and worked, not daring to fart.
Fu Zhenggang thought about it and felt that he was still a little lucky, at least he was not beaten as hard as his brother.
Guan Zhuangyue looked at the body of her single distant aunt with envy. Her life on the farm was not so comfortable.
"Auntie, I'll just rely on Fatty to find someone at home. My dad doesn't trust any men who leave the farm."
Fatty tilted her head back, bared her tiny teeth, clenched her fists and waved them.
Guan Lamei nodded with satisfaction: "You have raised this child well. Just find a man who can dance with a big spoon in the future."
"Well, as long as Fatty eats and drinks well in the future, that's all that matters."
Guan Zhuangyue is very self-aware. In her family, her status and influence are as important as her fist.
If you can't do it, just keep your head down and work honestly.
"This man is just a good-looking guy, but he didn't even give me a son. He's really eating for nothing."
"Isn't a daughter good? If it were a boy, you would still have to worry about whether he could find a wife.
You'd better ask your father to plan for Fatty's affairs early on. Children raised from childhood are different."
"I'll listen to you, Auntie. I'll tell my dad when I get home."
Guan Lamei felt that her adopted niece was lucky. Fu Zhengze was a son-in-law who lived directly with her mother's family and did not have to suffer from his parents-in-law at all.
Guan Zhuangyue also took Pang Ya to Guan Lamei's house to sit for a while, where they had unlimited tea and food, and could barely have a few snacks.
I sat there until lunch time and then went to the Zhao family next door.
The two brothers of the Fu family were cooking diligently. The eldest was frying the vegetables while the second was lighting the fire. They cooperated quite well.
Guan Zhuangyue looked at the dark and thin Fu Zhenggang with a squint and felt her eyes hurt, but she was quite satisfied looking at her own white and fat man.
I feel a little sympathetic towards my younger brother's wife. This man is so thin, won't his hands feel itchy when he sleeps at night?
"Hey, Erya, what a good day it is today? You even brought back a pound of meat."
The third uncle was moving his old arms and legs in the yard. When he saw this, he made a joke.
Lai Xi followed behind Zhao Yunyun, holding two bottles of Beibingyang in his arms, and he looked pretty good.
"Third uncle, someone happened to be visiting our house, so buying some meat would be considered a non-vegetarian dish."
Several people in the backyard also saw it. The gossip trio had gathered together for a rare occasion, leaning against the north door of Yu Afen's main house and gossiping.
Yu Afen asked, "Hey, I heard Zhao Yunyun changed Lai Xi's last name to Zhao!"
"Is it true?" Gao Xiulan has been busy recently and hasn't heard about this yet.
"It's more real than gold. I heard from Dazhen that she encountered it when she went to register her second granddaughter's household registration."
He opened his mouth wide and spit out the grape skins, holding his head high.
She is the most well-informed person in this alley!
Yu Afen took a breath of cold air. Fu Zhenggang only had Lai Xi as his son, but now he doesn't even use his surname.
"Oh my goodness, will Fu Zhenggang still be with Zhao Yunyun?"
Gao Xiulan was unlucky and got a sour grape, so she was grinning.
"They haven't left yet, have they? But now that Fu Zhengze is here, maybe he'll go with us?"
Yu Afen put down the grapes. She remembered that Lao Qian had not tasted them yet, so she decided to keep them.
"I think he probably won't leave.
As soon as Fu Zhengze arrived, he was busy like a top, his eyes were full of life. It was obvious at a glance that the woman was the head of the family.
Fu Zhenggang went with him, and his life might be worse than staying here."
Gao Xiulan thought about it carefully and realized that many divorced or widowed women were rarely taken home by their brothers and sisters.
After all, your brothers and sisters have grown up with you, but what about their significant other?
Over time, small frictions are like window paper. A slight poke will break the little thoughts.
By then, it will definitely be another major family earthquake.
At this moment, Gao Xiulan was a little glad that Xie Yi was the only naughty boy in her family. If she had another child, she would have to learn how to hold water.
Lin Xiaotong was sitting under the grape trellis. Some time ago, Xie Dajiao added a layer of dense net on the top to prevent some insects.
Lying on the bamboo chair, with eyes slightly closed, the sunlight slanted down through the gaps between my fingers, scattering mottled golden fragments all over the ground.
He stealthily plucked a grape with his fingers and put it into his mouth.
Orange was lying on the small square table drawing. This time his homework was grapes.
On the table stood a bunch of washed grapes, bright purple in color, which were the model carefully selected by Orange.
Every time I draw lines, I like to play with the eraser for a while. After I finish drawing the lines and prepare to fill them with color, I look up and find that only the branches of the grapes are left.
"Mom, where are my grapes?"
His eyes widened, he lowered his head to pick up the sesame seeds and pinched his cheeks.
"Ahem, my daughter, that skewer wasn't very tasty. Mom will give you a bigger one."
"All right."
Lin Xiaotong smiled a little guilty, and immediately stood up to pick another bunch, washed it and put it on the table.
The cause of death of the previous bunch of grapes: too sweet.
Orange picked one out of curiosity and put it in his mouth, his little face wrinkled.
"Mom, they're so sour. This bunch of grapes hasn't grown yet."
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