After laughing enough, Tian Xiaolan asked, "Mom, what did Madam Ge come over for just now? Why did you give me this task?"
"Sigh, what else could she want? She came to ask us how to make money. I just shut her up."
I reckon this woman won't give up; she might start spreading rumors about our family one day.
If you have free time, go out for a stroll. If anyone gossips about our family, just shut them up.
"If a fight breaks out, come home and get help. I'll handle it."
Tian Xiaolan laughed so hard she almost fell over.
"Mom, I love you just the way you are. We can never be at a disadvantage. Our family is both scholarly and martial."
Ge ran about a hundred meters away from the Zhao family's house before stopping, turning around and spitting viciously in the direction of the Zhao family's house.
When they got home, they saw their daughter-in-law carrying their grandson, washing diapers and wetting his pants.
The child, whether hungry or sleepy, was crying while clinging to his daughter-in-law's back.
But the daughter-in-law couldn't put the child down. The child was almost a year old, couldn't walk or crawl fast, and would disappear after being put down for a while.
Already annoyed, Madam Ge saw her grandson crying and, without saying a word, slapped her daughter-in-law across the face as soon as she entered the door.
A clear five-finger mark quickly appeared on the daughter-in-law's face.
Little Ge covered her face in shock, then looked up, "Mother..."
Ge looked at him as if he were something dirty, and said fiercely.
"What mother? Are you dead? My little grandson is crying so hard, and you don't even say anything to comfort him."
How could I have been so blind as to let my son marry such a stupid, pig-like thing like you? You jinx…”
Ms. Ge quickly untied the baby carrier, put the child on the ground, picked him up, and comforted him.
The baby snuggled into her arms, wanting to nurse, but Little Ge had long since run out of milk because she was never full, so she had no choice but to grit her teeth and endure it.
"Mom, Xiaobao is hungry. Can you give me some rice? I'll cook some porridge for him."
"You useless thing, what use are you? Even an old sow is more useful than you."
At least you can raise your own child. Look at you, what good are you? You're just wasting food on the dogs. Don't eat today.
Eating is also a waste of food.
Seeing her grandson crying, she felt sorry for him, picked him up and took him back into the house. She then brought out a small handful of millet.
"Take this and use it to cook porridge for my little grandson. If you dare to steal a sip, I'll teach you a lesson."
Little Ge quickly went to cook porridge for the child, thanking him profusely, fearing that if she was even a moment late, the porridge might be taken away.
As for the things I just washed, let them sit for a while; they're just taking up space in the basin.
Once inside the kitchen, he quickly washed the pots, rinsed the rice, and lit the fire, completing the task in one swift motion – he was incredibly efficient.
Because there was little rice, there was also little water. To prevent the porridge from burning, Xiao Ge had to stir it constantly.
Only a quarter of an hour later, Ge's foul cursing rang out. Little Ge had no choice but to reply, "Almost there, Mother, just a little longer, it'll be done soon."
Half an hour passed, and the small handful of rice had finally dissolved. Little Ge quickly scooped it out into a bowl, which made just a small bowlful.
They took it in and gave it to Madam Ge.
"You didn't steal any food, did you?" Ge's eyes scanned Xiao Ge's like radar; if she hesitated even a little, her big slap would probably come down.
"No, no, how could that be? Xiaobao is my son, how could I be such a bad person? Besides, I'm not even hungry."
Little Ge said she wasn't hungry, but her stomach started growling loudly.
"Get out of here, you unlucky thing!" Ge ordered, and Little Ge quickly left.
Although she really didn't want her mother-in-law to feed the baby, her mother-in-law never brushed her teeth or rinsed her mouth, and the yellow tartar on her teeth was disgusting to look at.
There might be some way, but if she dares to say that she's breastfeeding the child, she'll definitely get a good scolding, called a glutton, a piece of trash, a lowly thing, and all sorts of other things.
In reality, when a mother-in-law feeds a child, most of the milk ends up in her own stomach, and the child only gets a few sips.
She gently touched the swollen cheek. Then, Ms. Ge quickly went over and washed and dried the child's wet diapers and pants.
I still need to go gather pig feed later. Otherwise, when the pigs start squealing, I'll get a beating again.
Little Ge often wondered what the meaning of her life was.
The child isn't close to me, and my husband isn't necessarily that good to me either.
As for my mother-in-law, I'm already grateful she doesn't beat me three times a day.
Tears involuntarily streamed down my face. I wiped them away, went to the woodshed to get a basket and a machete, and went up the mountain.
If you encounter some idle and gossipy old women on the street, they'll stare at you and ask, "Where are you going?"
Whenever this happened, Xiao Ge would feel her face burning with embarrassment.
Shortly after Xiao Ge went up the mountain, the wheat from Third Uncle's family was brought back.
The people brought it back in handcarts. To prevent the wheat from getting damaged by the sun, Chunfeng even made a simple sunshade on the cart.
Spring breeze pulls the cart in front, while Grandma and Grandma-in-law follow behind.
They seemed afraid that Liu Xiaomai might accidentally be jolted off the bus.
Anyone who sees this lineup knows how much the husband's family cares about this daughter-in-law.
There were two quilts on the car, and a thin quilt covered Xiaomai.
This is the hottest time of the year, and Xiaomai's face looks very pale.
Occasionally, you can see her shivering.
It's obvious that the root of the problem has been damaged, otherwise it wouldn't be so weak.
Several medicine packets were piled up at the foot of the wheat plant. It was clear that it would be a while before the wheat needed to take its medicine.
I don't know which idiot saw that people had returned, but he yelled, "Wheat is back!"
Everyone in the house who heard the commotion came out.
Soon the Spring Breeze truck will be unable to move. There are too many people blocking the way.
Spicy flowers are still the best.
"Thank you for your concern. My daughter, Xiaomai, is unwell and needs to go home to rest as soon as possible. Please make way for her."
The gossipy villagers slowly made way for it, finally managing to safely bring the wheat into their home.
In short, the return of wheat was a resounding success.
Hearing the news, the third uncle's family members rushed out to greet her. Some boiled water, others cooked porridge. Once in the courtyard, Xiaomai woke up from her daze.
The spring breeze carried the wheat into the room.
"Grandma, Mom, you've worked so hard. Go wash your face first, the meal will be ready soon."
I cooked porridge and eggs for Xiaomai. Knowing you were coming back today, Qiutong went to buy bones this morning, and they're chilling in the well now. I'll make bone broth for your younger siblings later.
Bai Qiushuang made the arrangements very well, and Lazihua expressed her satisfaction.
"Okay, Qiushuang has made good arrangements. You've worked hard these past few days. Xiaomai has really suffered a lot this time."
This little guy has had so many misfortunes. Last time he was so upset that he had a miscarriage, and this time he was pushed over again.
Now all I can do is lie in bed and rest during pregnancy.
The doctor said there was a high chance of premature birth, and now all we can do is try to get Xiaomai's health back on track. We hope the baby can stay in the womb for as long as possible.
Your main task right now is to take good care of Xiaomai. Don't worry about the cooking at home; Grandma and your mother can handle that.
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