Chapter 137 Leather Shoes
Here, Yang Guang and Old Lady Yang were arguing with each other. No matter how Old Lady Yang scolded him, Yang Guang made up his mind not to go out. He lay down on the kang and started pretending to be dead.
"You are such a fool! There are so many people out there who want to get in touch with Ye Lao Er, but you are just begging for food with a golden bowl in your hand!"
Old Mrs. Yang scolded for a while, and then she saw that her son was as fearless as a dead pig and lay there listening to her crosstalk!
I remembered the trick my daughter-in-law used to deal with my son.
In the past, she thought Ye Sihua was a rude, competitive shrew who only knew how to bully her son.
Today, she stood up to Ye Sihua once, and her son was a slut! He deserved a beating!
Old Mrs. Yang leaned against the wall and took off her left cotton shoe in frustration.
Raising his arms, he waved to his son's thighs on the kang.
"I'm going to beat your pig brain to death today!"
“Bang!!”
"Oh! Mom, can you please stop making such a fuss? I'm really fed up!"
Yang Guang jumped up from the kang like a zombie, grabbed the quilt, and rushed to the end of the kang farthest from his mother.
"I'm torturing you? Our ancestral graves are smoking, and we're about to be able to rest on a mountain of gold in our next life, but you insist on lying on this broken kang!"
Old Mrs. Yang was so angry that she was sweating and trembling all over.
Just at the last moment when the sole of the shoe fell, Old Lady Yang softened her heart again. She didn't want to really hit her son, so she hit the kang!
Not a single hair touched him!
This damn thing acted like I had done something to him.
"Okay, okay, do whatever you want! I can't control you anymore, what the hell!"
Old Mrs. Yang was afraid that Ye Lin in the main room would get anxious waiting for her, so she had no time to deal with her son. She put on her shoes, slammed the door, and went out to make some brown sugar water.
Main house
Seeing that her mother-in-law would not be back for a while, Ye Sihua pulled Zhao Zhaodi over to question her. There were many people outside and she had no chance to ask.
"Sister-in-law, you suddenly came here because something happened at home?"
It’s no wonder Ye Sihua thinks this way.
She has been married to the Yang family for so many years, and her parents' home only visited her frequently in the beginning.
Later, Old Lady Yang felt that the Ye family was poor and that they were all poor relatives who came to beg for money. Every time the Ye family came to the Yang family, they would put on a donkey face.
The Ye family was afraid that Ye Sihua would be embarrassed by her in-laws, so they rarely visited unless there was something big.
Like last time when Old Lady Ye and Xiao Ling were sick, Ye Sanxing came to disturb them.
"Something's happening, it's a good thing."
"You scared me! What good news is going on at home? Is Xiulan engaged?"
If it's not a bad thing, then it's okay. Ye Sihua breathed a sigh of relief and got up to go to Old Lady Yang's room in the inner room, intending to find a shoe brush to brush Ye Lin's shoes.
How could her nephew wear dirty shoes?
Why are there so many ignorant people out there who dare to step on her nephew's shoes!
Zhao Zhaodi followed Ye Sihua into the inner room and took a look through the crack of the door to make sure that Old Lady Yang hadn't returned.
Seeing that Old Mrs. Yang was not in the yard, he straightened up with relief, but did not forget to roll his eyes at the Yang family yard.
Snobby old thing!
Then he complained to Ye Sihua about Jin Fenglian.
"Xiu Lan is a bullshit, that woman Jin Fenglian is always picking flowers and picking pears, I think she will not pick the one without skin in the end."
Ye Xiulan is Ye Sihua's niece. Ye Sihua is not happy to hear her sister-in-law say that about her niece.
She felt that there was nothing wrong with her third sister-in-law. The daughter of their old Ye family was so outstanding! She had to pick the best young man.
"Sister-in-law, what you said is wrong. The daughters of our Ye family are all very pretty, gentle, virtuous, well-educated and well-mannered. What's wrong with being picky? Don't you see what kind of ugly girls are out there? And you still want to marry Xiulan? Bah!"
Zhao Zhaodi replied perfunctorily
"Yes, yes, your Ye family is the most virtuous, extremely virtuous."
Zhao Zhaodi is a shrew outside, and she always feels that she cannot communicate with the Ye family inside.
Even though she is a shrew, she is often speechless towards this family.
The Ye family is always mysteriously confident.
Even though Ye Sihua is a tough girl, she is also gentle and virtuous.
Zhao Zhaodi didn't see how the daughter of the Ye family was virtuous.
His daughter Ye Li is a stubborn donkey. She never stops living at her parents' house and waits for her son-in-law to come and invite her in a sedan chair.
Ye Xiuhong looks weak, but she eats as much as others. She can't do any work at her husband's house, and Cui Erzhu still follows her around. Any mother-in-law would scold her.
Not to mention Ye Xiulan, she is like a firecracker that will catch fire even without being lit. Even at such a young age, you can tell she has the potential to be a shrew.
Zhao Zhaodi really didn't know how Ye Sihua could say the word "virtuous". She lied with her eyes open every day.
Ye Sihua found the shoe brush on the windowsill and took Zhao Zhaodi back to the main house.
"Okay, sister-in-law, tell me what's going on. Old Lady Yang will be back soon."
Look, she calls her mother-in-law an old woman as soon as she opens her mouth, and yet she is considered virtuous.
"Oh, yes, let's get down to business."
After Zhao Zhaodi finished telling Ye Sihua about the village buying cement to build a school.
Ye Sihua clapped her hands and took charge of everything, reassuring Zhao Zhaodi.
"That's all. It's a small matter. I'll go talk to Yang Guang right now. Why hasn't this guy come out of the house yet?"
Ye Lin sat aside and absent-mindedly braided Ye Ling's hair. The little girl was vain and liked to braid her hair into a princess style. Wen Hairen, a smart little boy, followed her and learned from her.
Ye Lin thought that it was just as well that he didn't come, as he didn't really want to see his uncle.
Ye Sihua told Zhao Zhaodi that she was going to look for Yang Guang.
I don’t know what’s wrong with Yang Guang lately. He doesn’t go back to her parents’ home with her, and he doesn’t even come out to see people when they come to her parents’ home. It’s really frustrating.
When Ye Sihua went out, she happened to meet Old Lady Yang.
"Xiaoshu's mother, why are you running out here instead of talking to your nephew? Go back to the house quickly. If there's anything you need to do, I'll do it for you."
Money is really a good thing. Even Old Mrs. Yang has become so considerate.
"Mom, don't worry about me. Just focus on your own things."
Ye Sihua waved her hand and asked Old Lady Yang to stay aside.
She doesn't want this old woman's help. When she gave birth to her daughter Yang Tao, she asked Old Lady Yang to help pour a cup of hot water, but the old woman refused. Now she is pretending to be a good person.
She walked back to her and Yang Guang's room in two steps. Wow! This bear thing is still sleeping!
She thought Yang Guang was hiding in the house, preparing for the regularization exam!
Next month, there will be opportunities for a group of temporary workers to become regular employees. There are only five vacancies, but there are more than sixty temporary workers in the cement factory!
With Yang Guang being so careless, how can he get a regular job in his lifetime?
"Get up! Get up right now, Yang Guang, why are you pretending to be dead in broad daylight? You're not studying, you're not seeing anyone, I think you're really hurt!"
Ye Sihua was not like Old Lady Yang. She showed no mercy when she beat Yang Guang and started hitting him with the sole of his shoe.
“Bang!!!!”
"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! Can't I just get up?"
Before Yang Guang could get out of bed, he was hit on the head by the sole of a shoe.
Yang Guang was beaten by Ye Sihua and ran all over the kang, with a red shoe mark on his face.
This woman was fine when she wore cloth shoes before, but this time she wore leather shoes, and the soles were so hard, it hurt so much!
Seeing that he dared to run, Ye Sihua, wearing leather shoes on one foot and socks on the other, jumped onto the kang without saying a word, grabbed Yang Guang and started beating him up.
After Ye Sihua had finished beating him, he sat on the kang and put on his leather shoes leisurely, not even looking at Yang Guang who was holding his arm and breathing heavily behind him.
Issue the highest instructions
"My village is going to build a school and needs several hundred bags of cement. Go to the factory tomorrow and buy it at the employee price, and then have them deliver it to us by tractor."
"Remember to ask the accountant to give you a small change. Never mind. I'm not asking for anything from you, Miss Zhou. Just take what's due."
Ye Sihua originally thought that since it was a big business worth several hundred yuan, the factory would at least give her a small portion of the profit.
Then she thought that the accountant of the cement factory was Zhou's mother. Ever since she arranged a marriage for Xiulan, she finally knew what kind of person Zhou's mother was.
It would be better to let her eat shit than to ask her mother for help.
Yang Guang was reluctant to do it. He didn't dare to think about the hundreds of bags of goods. He wondered how much responsibility he would have to bear if something went wrong.
"Wife, it's fine to take two or three bags at the internal price, but it's not good for us to take hundreds of bags at the internal price. What will people say about us? Isn't this taking advantage of the public?"
"What advantage have you taken? We in Xiahe Village are not unwilling to pay, so what are you afraid of?"
Ye Sihua couldn't stand seeing him being so cowardly. For Yang Guang, it was like the sky falling when it came to such a trivial matter. Even a mouse was braver than him.
"But there are hundreds of bags of goods. If something goes wrong, I..."
“Bang!”
Another shoe sole, Yang Guang's face is now symmetrical.
Ye Sihua took off the shoes she had just put on, raised them high in the air, turned her head, and asked Yang Guang threateningly:
"What's wrong with you? Tell me!"
"I don't have any idea. That's great. Buy it. I'll go to the factory to buy cement tomorrow."
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