After three rounds of drinks, the dishes on the table were gradually gone.
Wu Xiaomei was carrying the teapot and adding water to the table when she suddenly heard her second sister-in-law's shrill voice:
"Oh, this dish tastes good, but the portion is a bit small. There are only eight pieces of braised pork, and each person can finish it with just one chopstick."
"That's right. It's winter now. Even if there's no meat, you can at least give out some cabbage stalks. It's not like everyone hasn't given any gifts."
The third sister-in-law immediately joined in, clinking her chopsticks on the empty plate.
She even deliberately raised her voice, "Sister Jinhua, we've slaughtered the New Year pig and invited the whole village to eat blood sausage!"
Mother Wu quickly tugged at the hems of her two daughters-in-law's clothes: "Say less..." Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by her second sister-in-law.
"Mom, we're just telling the truth, no need to nag!"
The second sister-in-law put the bowl down heavily and said, "Xiaomei and her family have made a lot of money. It's not worth hosting a banquet. Why are they so stingy?"
She suddenly lowered her voice and said, "I heard that the compensation from Sister Jinhua's family is enough to buy two big bulls..."
The third sister-in-law suddenly changed the subject: "Hey, did you notice? Sister-in-law Jinhua and her family are not here."
She glanced at Wu Xiaomei with a pointed look. "Everyone in the village knows that the Li family... my sister-in-law's family has become wealthy, but our family has a bad reputation in the village!"
"Second sister-in-law, third sister-in-law!" Wu Xiaomei slammed the teapot in her hand onto the table, steam still rising from the spout. "If there's not enough food, I'll go and stir-fry more. Why are you saying all this?"
Father Wu slammed the table, making the dishes clatter. "Second and third sons! Are you two dumb? Do you care about your wives?!"
The two sons shrank their necks and almost broke the cigarettes in their hands.
The third child hesitated: "Dad, that's just their temper..."
The second child simply pretended not to hear and lowered his head to pick at the few remaining peanuts in the bowl.
Li Jianghai hurried over with a wine jug, a smile on his face: "My dear, try this wine, it's homemade sorghum liquor, and it's quite strong!" He deliberately poured the wine to the brim, "Come on, drink more!"
Mother Wu's hands were shaking with anger as she pointed at her two daughters-in-law and cursed, "If you two can't talk, go back home! You have to embarrass yourself here on such a happy day, don't you?"
The second sister-in-law curled her lips and replied sarcastically: "Oh, Mom, we are worried about Xiaomei.
The Li family is now a celebrity in our village. People who don't know would think that our Wu family girl is not well-liked. "
The third sister-in-law also joined in, pinching her voice and saying, "That's right, Mom, look at this table, there's not even a whole chicken or fish.
Nowadays, the banquets of ordinary people in our village are much more respectable than this..."
Mother Wu was so angry that her face turned blue: "You——"
Before she could finish, the second sister-in-law added coldly, "Besides, our Xiaomei married a capable man. Everyone in the village knows that the Li family has made a fortune.
The ceremony must be decent, right?
The third sister-in-law pretended to persuade her, "Second sister-in-law, please be quiet. The Li family is rich now. If we talk too much, they will say we are jealous."
Mother Wu was so angry that she slapped her thigh: "You two -" Before she could finish her words, she suddenly started coughing violently.
Wu Xiaomei quickly stepped forward to support her mother, glaring at her two sisters-in-law with red eyes: "You're not going to stop until I'm pissed off to death, are you?!"
Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the corner of the yard—Li Minghua kicked over the vegetable basin.
He walked over with a sullen face, his work clothes stained with engine oil: "If my two sisters-in-law haven't eaten enough, I'll go cut some meat now."
The scene suddenly fell silent. Uncle Qin stood up, coughing. "Well... I have something to do at home..."
Wu's mother secretly wiped her tears and whispered: "What a sin..."
The guests had all left, leaving only the eight-immortal table littered with cups and plates and dishwater with greasy spots.
Li Minghua squatted on the doorstep, holding a half-lit cigarette in his hand.
He looked up at the square business license on the wall and heard children's voices coming from the room.
He hurriedly wiped his face with his sleeve, and the rough cloth rubbed his cheeks so hard that it hurt!
Li Guifang saw this scene and she was very satisfied. She thought that the fate of the third child would be changed!
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