Zhao Zhenzhu knew that it was her mother-in-law, Ding Ermei, throwing a tantrum.
Whenever Ding Ermei loses her temper, she likes to bang the pot lid against the edge of the pot, sometimes while cursing.
Sure enough, the next second, Ding Ermei's cursing voice rang out from the kitchen:
"The dead chickens that have contracted the plague always run ahead when eating, but shrink back when working."
"I'm an old woman, and I still have to serve you wretched people. You're all so lazy that maggots are crawling out of your mouths!"
"You ungrateful wretches, may God send down lightning to strike you dead."
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Ding Ermei would swear and then bang the pot lid.
It was a loud, clanging sound, like a grand opera performance, very lively.
"Hehehe..." Zhao Zhenzhu chuckled softly.
In the past, whenever Zhao Zhenzhu started cursing Ding Ermei, even if she was feeling unwell, she would get up and help Ding Ermei with her work.
Now?
hehe······
Zhao Zhenzhu only wanted to listen to the opera.
Being able to listen to opera through the wall early in the morning makes life less boring, how wonderful!
As long as Ding Ermei is unhappy, Zhao Zhenzhu is happy.
Ding Ermei knocked for a short while before Ding Xiaocui came out.
Ding Xiaocui is the wife of Zhou Bingxing, the second son of Ding Ermei, and also Ding Ermei's niece.
Because of this relationship, among the three daughters-in-law of the Zhou family, Ding Xiaocui had the most respect in front of Ding Ermei.
"Mom! What are you doing? Making all that noise so early in the morning, Jiaxiang and Hongyu were just woken up!" Ding Xiaocui said coquettishly.
Zhou Jiaxiang is the son of Ding Xiaocui and Zhou Bingxing, and he is eight years old this year.
Zhou Hongyu is the daughter of Ding Xiaocui and Zhou Bingxing, and she is six years old this year.
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