Mancang...his father really has no taboos at all!
When Wu Zhiqiu saw Mancang coming, he quickly asked his husband to find a car and go there early to help with more work at home.
Chickens, geese, fish, rice, flour, oil, dry food, and bedding were all loaded onto the car. They were a large family, and their home didn't have that much bedding.
Cotton quilts are also in short supply. In the past few years, a family only had two or three cotton-padded clothes. Whoever went out would wear them, and those who didn't go out would stay in bed, not to mention making extra quilts.
The car was half loaded. The old man, the old lady, Chunni and the three children all sat in the driver's cab. Everyone else sat in the back and covered themselves with quilts, otherwise they would have been frozen all the way!
After saying hello to Da Laba and Sister Liu and locking the door, the family set off for the village.
The road was slippery due to the snow and the car drove slowly. It took more than an hour to reach the village.
Xinghu had been wandering around the village entrance. When he saw the car coming, he ran home to deliver a letter to Mantun.
"Dad, my uncle and his family are here!" Liu Cuiying, who was busy in the kitchen, quickly wiped her hands and trotted to the door to wait.
Mantun was chopping wood with his other sons. When he heard his eldest son's shout, he brushed off the dust on his body and hurried over to win.
The car drove over, and Liu Cuiqin diligently helped her parents-in-law out of the car. "Mom and Dad, you are finally here. The family misses you so much."
The old lady curled her lips. Missing her? She wished she wouldn't come. She was the one who made the decisions at home!
"Sister-in-law, come in quickly. You must be freezing! Come in and warm up!" Liu Cuiqi turned around with a smile on her face and pulled Wu Zhiqiu into the house.
Wu Zhiqiu felt a little flattered. In the past, her younger brother's wife had ignored her, but it was almost the same. After being sisters-in-law for decades, this was the first time she saw Liu Cuiying being so enthusiastic.
"Xinghu, you guys take the things down, don't let your uncle and the others do it." Liu Cuiying arranged
"Brother, hurry into the house and let the kids do it!"
The old man and old lady Liu Cuiyi behind them didn't care and pulled the eldest sister-in-law into the house.
The old lady's eyes were rolling up to the sky. Look, they are useless, even the birds ignore them.
Mantun hurriedly went to help his mother, "Mom, let me help you into the house."
"Hmph! I'm not so old that I can't walk." The old lady walked away and went back to the house.
The neighbor next door, Mrs. Zhao, heard the noise and came out to watch the fun.
"Oh, the full warehouse is here, it seems that we have made a profit this year, the big bike is here!" In previous years, there was no such style, just a bicycle with luggage came
"No, I just make ends meet every year," Mancang said modestly.
"Just having enough food and clothing is great. Who dares to say that they can have enough food every day? Let me see what good things you brought!" As he said this, he was about to lift the paper box containing the fish.
Xinghu's wife Xiulan rushed over and said, "Aunt Zhao, you are so free today. There is no work at home during the New Year." Xiulan spoke loudly and deliberately shouted towards the Zhao family's courtyard.
He held the cardboard box with his hand, preventing Aunt Zhao from opening it.
"Bitch, you're lazy at this time, hurry up and get out of here, chop the firewood and wash the clothes!" A loud curse came from the Zhao family courtyard.
Aunt Zhao shrank her neck and glared at Xiulan. "Mancang is here. I came to take a look and will go right away!"
Xiulan glared at him provocatively, "If you have the ability, why don't you go ahead and see if Uncle Zhao won't beat you to death!"
Chunni came up to Xiulan and said, "Are you still fighting?"
"I've been beaten for a lifetime, but I can still change!" Xiulan hugged the cardboard box and said, "Oh, it's so heavy!"
"Let's carry it together." Chunni helped Xiulan carry the cardboard box into the house.
The Zhao family next door has a family tradition of beating their wives. From Uncle Zhao to the current Zhao brothers, they never take their wives seriously. They take it out on them whenever they are unhappy.
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