Chapter 68 I am the biological child of the Wang family, you have to help me
In the stove room, smoke and fire were curling.
In the iron pot, a pot of cabbage is cooked over high heat, and the fusion of fat and water makes a sizzling sound.
The three women looked at Wang Zonghao in surprise, as if they had heard a huge joke.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Wang Zonghao sat at the stove, not realizing that he had said anything. Seeing that his sister did not object, he took advantage of the situation and said, "Sister, go to the town and return all these new clothes. Use the money you return to lend me for my wedding. I will pay you back when I make money later."
"What shall I wear if I take off this dress?"
Wang Ziru didn't get angry but laughed instead, and the spatula in her hand made a clanging sound in the iron pot.
But Wang Zonghao felt that his sister and brother-in-law must be his saviors.
But he didn't dare tell his brother-in-law about this. If he told his brother-in-law and his parents found out, he would be punished.
"Look at our family, adults and children all wear old clothes." Wang Zonghao looked cunning, lowered his head, and pulled at his patched old clothes. He was not ashamed, but proud. "You three are the only ones in our family who dress well."
Wang Ziru would not listen to her brother's nonsense and did not stop her hands at all.
Fry a cabbage.
Take the pan off the stove, add half a spoonful of pork fat into the pan, sprinkle some garlic sprouts, pour half a basin of blanched radish slices into the pan, and stir-fry quickly.
Suddenly, the kitchen was filled with smoke.
Wang Zonghao half stood up out of curiosity, took a look at the situation in the pot, and said loudly: "You are wasting too much pig fat."
Normally, the dishes the Wang family eats are boiled.
Today, my sister went back to her parents’ home, and all the dishes in the house, even the radish slices, were added with lard.
"You don't have to eat it, but I have to put oil in these carrot slices."
Although Wang Ziru is a married girl, she doesn't always obey her younger brother in her parents' home.
When she returned to her parents' home, she ate boiled radishes. Why did she carry such a big wild boar's hoof to her parents' home?
If you cut off the fat from the pig's trotter and render it, you can make a big bowl of lard.
"Sister, you still look better in old clothes. Tomorrow, I will go to the town with you two. Return the clothes you are wearing and lend me the money."
"I'm sorry to disappoint you!"
"Why? Are you really so cruel that you don't want to help your brother?"
"It's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I can't." Wang Ziru quickly glanced at her brother, "The Zhai family is broke, how can I help?"
"No, you can return this new dress."
Wang Zonghao said this almost in an excited voice.
"What will I wear after I retire?" Wang Ziru glared at her brother.
"Pick up the old ones and continue to wear them."
"The old clothes have been thrown away long ago."
"What? Good clothes can still be worn, but you threw them away. No wonder your mother-in-law and teacher called you a fool." Hearing that his sister threw away clothes that she had worn for five years, Wang Zonghao suddenly became anxious, "You are wearing your sister-in-law's old clothes."
Li Hui leaned against the chopping board, helping her sister-in-law by delivering food.
Hearing this, I felt so ashamed that I wanted to go over and give my brother-in-law a slap in the face.
Wang Ziru glanced at her younger brother and said, "My sister-in-law doesn't have any other clothes, and she only has this one she's wearing. She gave it to me. What does she wear?"
"Wang Zonghao! You wouldn't let the women of the Wang family support your new wife, would you?"
"Then..., it should be okay to wear our mother's old clothes, right?" Wang Zonghao placed his hope on his mother and looked at Lin Xiuying hurriedly, "Mom, go find your old clothes and give them to my sister to wear tonight."
Lin Xiuying raised the wooden ladle she was using to scoop water, took a quick step forward, and hit her little son on the head with a "bang".
At the scene, daughter-in-law Li Hui felt so painful that she shuddered with fear.
Wang Zonghao held his head with both hands, feeling aggrieved, and said, "Mom, why did you hit me? I did this because our Wang family is too poor!"
"Go out and ask around. This is the 1980s. When a girl gets married, she usually brings a watch, a bicycle, a sewing machine, and a radio as a dowry!"
"If you want to get married, you have to earn money by yourself. You always think of relying on your sister and brother-in-law. What they owe you still owes you." Lin Xiuying scolded sternly.
Wang Zonghao felt extremely aggrieved and kept wiping his tears with the back of his hand.
Unexpectedly, his mother not only did not help him.
He also opposed his sister helping him.
He is the biological son of this family.
Wang Zongming, who was sitting in the yard, vaguely heard some noise coming from the kitchen.
He looked back at the stone house and felt as if his younger brother Wang Zonghao had gone into the stove, causing the quarrel to break out.
He got up quickly and appeared at the door of the stove room.
"What's going on? Zonghao, today is Dad's birthday. Baoer and his family finally came back to have dinner. Why did you make Mom unhappy?"
Seeing your brother’s aggrieved look with his eyes red with anger, are you still wiping your tears?
Wang Zongming intuitively felt that something big had just happened.
Lin Xiuying was also very angry. She pointed at her son who was not doing his best and said coldly, "This bastard actually asked his sister for money so brazenly. It's really shameful."
"Zonghao! You are too unreasonable. Can't you see what kind of life Baoer and his mother have been living these years?"
Immediately, Wang Zongming, the older brother, began to scold his younger brother.
"If his father hadn't come back, I'm afraid the child wouldn't have been raised."
After being scolded by his brother, Wang Zonghao's eyes turned red and he got up and left angrily.
After watching my brother go out.
Wang Zongming walked to the stove and looked at his sister's face.
Suddenly, the sense of responsibility of the eldest brother made Wang Zongming speak very emotionally: "Sister, don't take it to heart. Zonghao's ignorance does not mean that our whole family is ignorant. Remember, if you have any difficulties, tell your brother. If we eat, you and Baoer will eat."
Besides, my sister and brother-in-law came back to celebrate my father's birthday and brought such big pig's feet and duck.
Wang Zonghao was really pissed off as his brother.
"It's okay. I just think that if the girl that Zonghao is engaged to knew about our family's situation, she would still ask the Wang family for such a large gift. Isn't that forcing Zonghao?"
"We know this is the case, but this is the custom now. We alone cannot change this trend," Wang Zongming said helplessly.
In the yard, the old father saw his younger son go into the house and take a long time to come out.
I seemed to hear the child's mother scolding her son.
Wang Dongsheng felt a little uneasy, fearing that he would make a fool of himself. This was the first time that his son-in-law went back to his daughter's parents' home with her.
Tomorrow, everyone in the village will know that Wang's son-in-law has arrived. Not only is the young man handsome, he is also an honest soldier.
The Wang family also felt proud.
"Zonghao, are the dishes ready? Are we ready to eat?"
Wang Zonghao had just sat down and his butt wasn't yet stable.
When he heard his father urging him to eat, he said unhappily, "He's still cooking."
"Hey, baby, are you hungry? Your grandma is old and useless. She can't even get the dinner out of the pot so late..." Wang Dongsheng held his little grandson and teased the little guy.
Before he finished speaking, Wang Zonghao curled his lips and said, "My sister is cooking tonight."
Wang Dongsheng: “…” Asshole, why didn’t you say it earlier.
He looked at his son-in-law and made small talk, "Bao'er's father, do you think the roast duck is cooked? Or, how about calling Bao'er's mother to come and have a look?"
"Um."
Zhai Ximo nodded, stood up and was about to go into the house to call his wife.
At this time, Wang Ziru had already cooked several dishes.
Three women came out of the kitchen, carrying dishes one after another. It was like entering a high-end restaurant, and the waiters formed a long line to serve the dishes.
Wang Zongming followed them out, holding the dishes and chopsticks, and placed them on the wooden table.
"Oh, Bao'er's mother is really capable. She prepared meals for our whole family so quickly." Wang Dongsheng held his little nephew, stood up from the chair, and invited his son-in-law to come into the house and sit down to eat.
"Grandpa, you just urged me to eat, and you think my milk is useless..."
Tiezhu curled his lips, threw away a small wooden stick in his hand and followed him into the house.
Wang Dongsheng turned around and glared at his grandson. It was really tactless of him to let a child listen to what the adults were saying.
All the fried dishes were brought out and placed on the table.
The whole family sat around the square table, packed full.
Wang Ziru hurried out and put the roast duck into a porcelain bowl with her brother. She poked it with chopsticks and said, "Wow, it's cooked through."
“It smells so good!”
The roast duck, which was gleaming with golden grease, was served in a pot on the main table.
The little guy sat next to his grandfather and clapped happily.
It was the first time for the Wang family to eat this kind of roast duck. They had no idea what it tasted like, but just looking at it made them drool.
Lin Xiuying took a kitchen knife and cut off the two duck feet, and was about to give them to the two children.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the roast duck in the porcelain bowl, and they were drooling.
Bao Er leaned against his grandfather and suddenly tilted his head to look at his mother, "Mom! Will Uncle Luo send us ducks again in the future?"
"What? You said this duck was given by someone else?" Wang Zonghao grinned and looked at his sister and brother-in-law with an exaggerated expression.
Wang Ziru sighed inwardly, "My great son!"
Can't you wait until you get home to ask?
A hint of embarrassment suddenly flashed across Zhai Ximo's calm face.
He also didn't expect that the child's little mouth would always tell the truth, but at this moment...
"Yes, this is a gift from Uncle Luo to our family. The pig's trotter is also a gift to us." The little guy didn't know why everyone was looking at him strangely. He was very proud of receiving so much attention. He rubbed his little hands and asked with a smile: "Grandpa, grandma, you don't know yet, right?"