"What are you looking at?"
When Cheng Yue entered the kitchen, Jiang had her hands free. Seeing Cheng Shun standing by the window, shaking his head and nodding, she hurried forward to ask.
She was worried that her old man would beat the child.
"Nothing! Old woman, what's wrong with you today? You beat the child so harshly. Even if you wanted to, you should have dragged him home and beaten him behind closed doors! If the villagers saw it, wouldn't it be a joke?"
Cheng Shun shook his head, then turned to look at Jiang and said with some dissatisfaction.
"They're just laughing, what does it have to do with me? I'm just furious. The second child is so stupid, he abandoned the kids and ran off to find that bad woman. I'm so angry!"
Jiang's way.
But I was thinking in my heart, if I don’t hit him like that, my son will definitely be hurt.
"No matter how angry you are, you can't beat him so badly! How can I do that?"
Cheng Shun spoke out his true feelings in frustration.
Cheng Yue's hand holding the spoon trembled. Oh no, she wanted to laugh!
"Then I didn't hit him in the face, did I? Go ahead and hit him!"
Jiang rolled his eyes and said.
"Well, he's still our son, Ning Wazi's father, and a constable in the government office. Doesn't he need to see people?"
Cheng Shun was speechless.
"Okay, okay, I hit you, and you said I was wrong. I didn't hit you, and you said it was all because of me spoiling you. As for me, I don't care anymore. I don't care about anything!"
Jiang turned around and went to the stove door to pick up the baby, then walked out of the kitchen with her head held high.
"Hey, you little old lady..."
Cheng Shun held the bowl in one hand and pointed at Jiang with the other, not knowing what to say.
"Dad, don't be angry. Sit down and drink some water. If you get angry, you'll suffer!"
Cheng Yue put the spoon away, walked over, pulled Cheng Shun to sit at the dining table, and said.
"You damned girl, how dare you talk like that? Are you cursing your father so that he will be broken and suffer?"
Cheng Shun had no place to vent his anger, so he knocked Cheng Yue on the head and cursed.
"Oh, Dad, if you hit me again, I'll run away from home like my second brother!"
Cheng Yue covered his head and said depressedly.
"Why did you hit Fatty? Why did you hit Fatty? What did I, Fatty, do wrong? You were mad at your son, so you came to vent your anger on your daughter? Cheng Shun, Cheng Shun, why didn't I see that over the years? You turned out to be such a rotten old man. Come with me, I want to have a good talk with you..."
Jiang came back and dragged Cheng Shun away while cursing him.
Cheng Yue rubbed her head, well, this family she traveled through is really down-to-earth!
There is a small quarrel every three days and a big quarrel every five days.
It's either the old man and the old woman, or the two nephews, or even the mother and sister-in-law can have a few words with each other.
She really liked this family more and more.
…
In the afternoon, Cheng Wu was sent to accompany Cheng Yue and Cheng Wen to the city to sell things.
Up to now, his family members have not asked him about what happened in the past month, and Cheng Yue is also impressed.
"Brother, stop eating this! It's for money!"
On the way to the city, Cheng Wu kept eating while walking, and Cheng Wen couldn't stand it anymore.
He had long lost the joy of not seeing his brother for a long time.
"Brother, I haven't even had lunch yet! Besides, Fatty definitely wouldn't want a big brother like me to go hungry, right?"
Cheng Wu looked at Cheng Yue with a smile.
"No. What does your hunger have to do with me? Second brother, I've already written it down for you. When you left home, you ate one serving of fish skin peanuts, two servings of spicy noodles, and half a serving of shredded pork. That's a total of sixty-five coins. Remember to give it to me when you get back."
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