Da Huang came over wagging his tail. Wang Yingxiu looked behind him and asked:
"The village chief is not here?"
Da Huang: [Woof woof, the village chief is not here. I came here to tell Nian Nian that I know who picked the corn in your field.]
Jiang Niannian was also curious about who would do such a thing, "Who?"
"Your grandpa is picking corn in your field right now!"
Jiang Niannian: "You are disrespectful to the elderly!"
"What?" Wang Yingxiu was curious when she heard her daughter suddenly say this. After listening to Jiang Niannian's explanation, she also responded.
"You are right. Not only is he disrespectful to his elders, but his heart is also biased towards France. No, you wait at home. I will go to pick corn from Jiang Laosan's house.
I'll make a scene and make him lose all his face. He'll never dare to come and pick our corn again. This old man is so infuriating.
It just so happens that your father is not around, otherwise, given his foolish filial piety, he might just let it go."
Jiang Niannian watched her mother pick up the basket and walk out.
"You stay home and take care of the kids. I'm going to fight!"
Jiang Niannian also wanted to go, but just as she was about to speak, she heard a child crying in the room.
Wang Yingxiu waved her hand.
"You, a young man, shouldn't get involved in this. You have to believe in my fighting ability.
Da Huang, let's go and fight together!"
Jiang Niannian went back to see the child and found that the little one was pulling her hair and crying.
This scene seemed to have been seen on Doubaba, and it made Jiang Niannian laugh.
The little hand was so tiny that she didn't dare to pry it open with force. She could only coax her into putting her hand down.
"Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhh that hurts,"
She suddenly blurted out the word "pain", which stunned Jiang Niannian. When she came to her senses, she was still crying loudly.
Let her put her hand down and she stopped crying because it didn't hurt anymore.
Tired of crying, I continued to sleep sobbing.
That little face and little mouth looked so cute. Jiang Niannian reached out and poked and rubbed them.
She was concerned about the battle situation on her own mother's side.
The battle on Wang Yingxiu's side was more intense. When she followed Dahuang over, Old Man Jiang was still picking corn in their family.
Wang Yingxiu asked Da Huang to go find the village chief. She knew that the village chief could not do anything about it, but she just wanted to let everyone in the village know.
The village chief is the weather vane of the village. Wherever the village chief goes, the villagers will follow.
Dahuang barked twice, told her to be careful, and ran back to find the village chief.
After what happened in the woods last time, the village chief thought that Dahuang asked him to catch a rapist.
Wang Yingxiu came over and without saying a word, she started to pick corn from Jiang Laosan's house.
When Old Man Jiang saw her breaking corn from the third brother's house, he immediately reacted.
"Second son's wife, why are you breaking the corn from the third son's house?"
Wang Yingxiu was faster than him, and soon she had picked a few corns and put them into the basket.
"What are you doing? What do you think I'm doing? If you pick corn from my house, I'll pick corn from the third brother's house.
You're getting more and more confused as you get older. Is that Zhang Laosan your biological son?
Is your blood flowing in my body?
You can't even tell who is your biological child, and I don't know how you got through this age. Are you relying on the sugar-coated bullets fed to you by this old lady?"
Old man Jiang was so angry, at least the third daughter-in-law would not talk to him like the second daughter-in-law.
"Isn't it just eating a few corns from your house? Look at your face, you look like an educated youth from the city, you don't look like a city person at all. I think you are more aggressive than the country girls. What's wrong with eating a few corns from your house?
Wait for the second son to come back and ask him, how many corns can I, as his father, eat?"
Wang Yingxiu rolled her eyes but didn't stop moving her hands, and kept trying to get the fruits into the basket. Grandpa Jiang felt so distressed that he quickly asked them to stop.
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