Zhao Xiangyu had been busy all morning, and then she remembered that she hadn't seen Jiang Hongmei. Her face was immediately filled with anger, "Old Fourth, you lazy pig, why don't you die quickly.

You are a young lady at home, waiting for your mother-in-law and sister-in-law to serve you!"

Jiang Hongmei was awakened by the sound of knocking on the door. She climbed out of bed and felt a sharp pain in her lower body.

Yesterday, Zhuang Guoliang woke up, had lunch and went out. He wandered around outside all day and returned home drunk in the middle of the night.

She was waiting for him with great joy, but he pushed her down and started to vent his lust on her without even washing her. His movements were very rough and he didn't care whether she was feeling uncomfortable or not.

After venting, she vomited on the bed again. She cleaned up until the early morning and went to bed only after cock-eating.

Her lower body was itchy and painful, and her whole body felt like it had been run over by a car, but Jiang Hongmei did not dare to delay and quickly got up and opened the door.

Jiang Hongmei lowered her head and apologized, "Mom, Guo Liang made a scene last night and I got up late."

Zhao Xiangyu was very unhappy when she saw her, and raised her hand to squeeze her, "If a wife can't keep her husband under control, she is incompetent.

Guoliang went out for social events, and as a wife, it is only natural for you to serve your husband. And you complained to me."

"Yes, fourth sister-in-law, being married is different from being in your own family. You can't wait for someone to serve you every day. The whole family, big and small, is waiting for meals!"

Jiang Hongmei's eyes widened. Her family had never cooked for so many people. How should she do this?

Regardless of whether she could cook or not, Wu Meili immediately pushed her into the kitchen. "The men will be back from the fields soon. If they don't have food, they will be in trouble."

The water jar was empty, the rice jar was empty, and the dishes from yesterday's meal were still piled up in the kitchen, greasy and with flies hovering over them.

Zhao Xiangyu untied the key from her belt, scooped out two large bowls of cornmeal from the house and brought them into the kitchen, "Be careful, don't drop the food."

Jiang Hongmei was dumbfounded. With such a small amount of cornmeal and so many people, how could they catch any that were dry?

"If it's not enough, mix it with wheat and bran," said Gao Xiuqin, the third daughter-in-law, who couldn't bear to see it, and reminded Jiang Hongmei, "You can pick the vegetables from your own plot later."

Jiang Hongmei got a basket of beans and cucumbers, but was severely scolded by Zhao Xiangyu, "You picked so many vegetables, aren't you going to eat them for the next meal after you finish this one?

You are so extravagant, how can you live like this? Didn't your mother teach you how to do this?"

Three portions of a basket of vegetables were taken away, the oil tank was empty, and all the vegetables had to be boiled in water. There were not enough vegetables, so dried pickled vegetables were used to make up for it.

Jiang Hongmei endured the discomfort and cooked the meal. As soon as it was served on the table, it was all snatched up. The children were like beasts chasing after food, biting it in their mouths, grabbing it with their hands, and staring at it.

The adults were even faster. They used chopsticks to put the food into their bowls in advance. In the blink of an eye, only the dried pickled vegetables were left on the table. Jiang Hongmei had no choice but to pick up the black pickled vegetables with chopsticks and put them into her mouth, almost choking to death.

She quickly took the wheat from the wok and swallowed it, but it was more wheat bran than cornmeal. Swallowing it raw made her throat feel like it was cut open.

With the honey pot still in her mouth, Jiang Hongmei was driven out to fetch water.

Under the scorching sun, she was not done yet after fetching water. Zhao Xiangyu handed her a large basin of dirty clothes and said, "Hurry up and wash Xiaobao and Xiaoyu's clothes."

"Also, Xiaobao wet the bed last night, go and wash the bedding in the main room."

"Your husband has also cleaned the house and fed the chickens and pigs in the backyard."

Zhao Xiangyu didn't want to let Jiang Hongmei rest. How dare a dirty rag-and-bone guy ask her for a five-yuan betrothal gift?

I took the betrothal gift, but didn't even give a penny of dowry. I think my family is being taken advantage of!

This matter will not be over unless Jiang Hongmei earns all the money back herself!

On the other side of the wall, Jiang Li was fiddling with the radio. Qi forcibly removed the battery from a flashlight and installed it in the radio. Unexpectedly, it actually worked.

Jiang Li studied it for a while, then turned up the volume. The melodious sound of opera came out from the small box. Old Mrs. Qi clapped her hands happily, "This is a good thing. My wife is also enjoying the blessing of being a grandson's daughter-in-law today."

Chen Xianyun came in from outside, holding a piece of white cotton cloth in her hand, and said with a smile, "Li, do you think this cloth is good? Make two sets of clothes with it, and they will keep you cool in the summer."

"It looks good. Mom has good skills and can make anything." Jiang Li instructed Qi Qiang to move the sewing machine to the main room. "Mom, put the sewing machine here. It will be convenient for you to use it."

Chen Xianyun really liked it. She couldn't let go of the black body of the sewing machine. She went up to try to step on it twice, and soon she learned how to sew clothes without any instruction.

"Old lady, are you taking a break?" An old lady with a long face came in, holding a shoe sole in her hand, and walked into the main room as if she knew the way.

Noticing Jiang Li's confused look, Qi Qiang whispered in her ear, "This is Liu Lixin's mother."

"Hey, Li Xin's mother, come in quickly, have a drink of water and take a rest."

"What is this? Oh my god, why is there still sound?" Lin Huaihua was very interested in the radio. She kept turning around it but did not dare to touch it.

Chen Xianyun brought a stool for her to sit on. "We don't understand this either. My wife brought this radio over."

Lin Huaihua was fascinated by what she heard. She smiled when she saw Jiang Li, "You married a good wife. She is filial and sensible. You will have a lot of happiness in the future."

"I don't know when my family will find a new partner! I'm so worried. This kid is so stubborn.

His uncle and aunt from my mother's side introduced him to many good girls, but he refused to marry them. If you push him, he will get angry with you. "

"Don't worry, auntie. This fate will always come when it's supposed to. Who knows, it might find you one day!"

Jiang Li fanned Lin Huaihua with a cattail leaf fan, "Then I'll take advantage of Li's good wishes. If my Li Xin can marry someone who is similar to you, I'll be relieved."

"By the way, kid, do you have any good sisters in your mother's home in Dashuping? Introduce one to our Lixin!"

Seeing Jiang Li being held by Lin Huaihua's hand, Qi Qiang hurried out to help, "Auntie, don't worry. I think this kid will get married soon. Just wait."

Lin Huaihua's eyes sparkled, "Qiang, please don't be so mean."

"That won't be enough."

"Oh, that's great. Who is that girl from? Is she from our village? What's her name?"

"Aunt Huaihua, you might as well go home and ask Liu Lixin instead of asking me."

Although Qi Xiaoqiang was busy on the day of his wedding, he could still sense that something was wrong with Liu Lixin, whose eyes were fixed on Qin Zhiqing in Dashuping.