Chapter 82 The Ultimate Mother-in-Law 4
"Mom, I, I cooked. Don't be angry. Head of the family, please apologize to me quickly. No matter what, you are the elder, and we as your children should respect you..." With tearful eyes, Lin held a piece of noodles and looked at Zhu Dalang with tears in her eyes, looking weak as if she had suffered a great injustice and had to compromise.
Let me ask you, when you see your beloved one suffering all kinds of injustice, do you feel hard-pressed?
Feng Wu, who was completely fooled, said: "???"
It's just cooking, why does she look so aggrieved as if she is forcing a good woman into prostitution?
"Mom, I'll make breakfast..."
"Oh, oh, my heart, my liver, three-quarters of my body..." Feng Wu hugged herself miserably, took a few steps back powerlessly, and fell to the edge of the bed. Her rough, yellow cheeks and dry eyes were forced to turn red. She pointed at her son, daughter-in-law, and daughter standing at the door with a trembling hand, "Oh my God! Why don't you just strike me to death with a thunderbolt, so that I won't be angered to death by a bunch of unfilial descendants!"
system:"???"
The system is already numb: "Host, host, you, you..." There is no need to fight so hard!
The host feels a little wronged for trying so hard...
His mother's tears and her pitiful look of deep hatred and resentment frightened Zhu Dalang, who was about to open his mouth to argue. Although he felt sorry for his wife, his mother was also his biological mother.
"Mother, that's not what I meant. Then, then..." Zhu Dalang looked at Lin with an embarrassed yet encouraging look, "Xue Niang, I'm sorry to have wronged you. Please help prepare the meal today and wait until I recover from my illness."
So I deserve to die?
Feng Wu didn't intend to explain it clearly. Whether the illness was cured or not was up to her!
Brushing aside the two sons standing nearby, Feng Wu shooed them away, "What are you all doing here? Have you cleaned the yard? Sweeped the chicken coop? Washed the clothes? Fed the pigs?"
Everyone: "..." A group of people fled out the door like birds and beasts, as if they could not catch up with me if they ran fast enough.
Feng Wu looked at his scattered children in a playful manner with a sarcastic smile on his lips. These tasks were always done by his original self early in the morning. If only one of these people truly cared about his mother, even if they just handed over a bundle of firewood, his original self would not be so desperate!
Ignoring the occasional clanging sounds coming from the kitchen, Feng Wu lay on the bed with his legs crossed, resting.
The original Liu Fengniang is forty-nine years old this year. She inherited the genetic characteristics of northerners. She is slightly taller than the women in the same village, and her entire frame is tall and slender. In other words, she is like a thin bamboo pole.
Although he has worked hard for half his life, his appearance is not ugly. It's just that he has been working hard for many years and his face has been weathered, making him look old.
While I was thinking about something, I heard the second son Zhu Erlang knocking on the door. "Mom, breakfast is ready, you..."
The door creaked open, and Feng Wu's face was filled with relief. "Oh, God has mercy on me. Today, I can also enjoy a meal cooked by my daughter-in-law. Come on, come on, hurry up, don't make my good daughters-in-law wait too long!"
The old mother, who had been like a gust of wind, no longer looked as weak as she was in the morning. Zhu Erlang followed behind the old mother, staring at her back with his eyes flickering.
The whole family sat around a wobbly eight-immortals table. As soon as they touched the surface of the table, it began to shake violently.
I looked under the table and found that one of the legs of the Eight Immortals Table was broken off.
The old mother angrily knocked her chopsticks on the left hand of the second son who was reaching for food. Zhu Erlang pulled his hand back in pain, baring his teeth and complaining, "Mom, what's the matter? You can't even eat in peace!"
"Hmph! You can eat it, but I can't. I've been telling you for days to find a piece of wood to fix this table, but you've ignored me. If you don't fix the table today, you can't eat this meal!"
Zhu Erlang was choked by his mother's words and was speechless. He had said that this table needed to be repaired last month, but he had forgotten about it. Knowing that he was in the wrong, Zhu Erlang smiled and said, "Mom, it's my fault. I'll fix it today. No, I'll fix it after breakfast!"
Before Zhu Erlang got married, he learned carpentry for a year from a carpenter from the next village. Even though he knew how to make a wardrobe or bed frame, he could still mend a table leg.
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Feng Wu also subsided. He touched his eyes pretentiously and said in a choked voice, "Our second son knows how to make progress. Let's eat, let's eat!"
Zhu Erlang: “…” His mother must have been possessed by some dirty thing!
The farmers' breakfast is simple: a pot of porridge, a plate of pickles, and a crispy Hu pancake can last them most of the day.
The bowl of rice porridge in front of me was so clear that it could be used as a mirror. I stirred it with chopsticks. The half-cooked rice grains floated in the rice soup for a while and soon sank to the bottom of the bowl. Looking at the Hu pancake that was originally golden and fragrant, the bottom of the pancake was now burnt black. If I smelled it carefully, I could smell the burnt smell of food.
Feng Wu raised her eyelids and said to her eldest daughter-in-law with a half-smile, "Your craftsmanship is so great that even a six-year-old child can't compare to it. Since you are so stupid, Xiao Tao and the other girls can't learn from you. If they can't find a husband in the future, won't the children blame you, their own mother?"
The granddaughter of the Zhu family does not have to work in the fields. She helps with the housework and prepares dinner. The rest of the time, she learns needlework and embroidery from Lin at home. Compared with other girls of the same age in the village, she lives an easy and comfortable life.
The eldest granddaughter and the second granddaughter are eleven and ten years old this year. They were raised by Lin to be spoiled young ladies who never go out of the house. They hide in their rooms all day long and make some embroidered handkerchiefs to earn some copper coins.
The Zhu family had not yet split up, and all the money earned by the granddaughter had to be turned over to the public treasury. Every month Liu Fengniang could get dozens of copper coins.
After paying the money, the original mother did not chase her granddaughter to work in the fields. Firstly, she felt sorry for the teenage girl working in the fields. Second, she was afraid that her granddaughter's hands would be chapped and she would not be able to do embroidery work. The family would lose the income of a dozen copper coins. The original mother was a mother-in-law who was very good at managing household affairs. Only then could she find a wife for her son and send her youngest son to school with such a wealthy family.
Feng Wu doesn't have this concern!
"Mom, Xiaotao and the others still have to do embroidery work, if..." When Lin heard what her mother-in-law said, her heart skipped a beat. In order to avoid doing farm work, she had tried many methods and had spoiled her daughters for more than ten years. Why did everything at home change after her mother-in-law fell ill?
Feng Wu gracefully took a sip from the bowl of porridge and interrupted Lin, "With the meager monthly income of these two girls, our family would starve to death. After years of learning, they can only embroider a simple handkerchief. It's obvious that these two children have no talent for embroidery. But I heard from your Aunt Caohua that skilled embroiderers can earn one or two taels of silver a month."
After hearing what her mother-in-law said, Lin almost lost her grip on the bowl she was holding. She forced a smile and said, "I'm afraid you heard it wrong. There's no way there's so much money in one or two ounces of silver. Aunt Caohua must have been talking nonsense. I heard her granddaughter is still stumbling around learning!"
Pretending not to notice Lin's nervousness, Feng Wu sighed and said, "For farmers like us, it's safer to just farm honestly. Even if we marry in the future, people won't find fault with us."
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