The more than ten days that Huang Xuehua spent in the countryside became the most successful education lesson in her life.
Let’s not talk about the mother-in-law’s hygiene habits for now. Just the toilet at home makes her feel stuck.
My mother-in-law never washes her hands before entering the kitchen after coming back from the fields or the toilet.
In addition, the uncles and uncles in the family were always causing trouble, and Huang Xuehua realized that she was one of the best quarrelers in the military family area.
In front of those sisters-in-law, she was so weak and helpless.
So when she returned to the army this time, she was a completely different person.
She used to be too lazy to cook and would eat in the cafeteria every day, but now she has started to learn how to cook.
Even if I don't do well, I have to show off in front of He Ziqiang.
In short, she would never go back to the countryside no matter what.
At noon, He Ziqiang came back from the army to have lunch.
To be honest, he has been eating pretty well in the cafeteria recently.
Helplessly, Huang Xuehua came back and said that she would be a good wife and mother from now on. Naturally, he also wanted to live a good life, so he went home for dinner every day.
but……
I sat at the small table with my son, looking at the burnt cakes on the plate and the bowl of thin porridge for each of us.
On another plate were salted duck eggs cut into quarters, a plate of pickled vegetables, and a small plate of fried bacon, which was also mushy.
Looking at these, He Ziqiang frowned and looked at his son He Songer: "Songer, eat!"
He Song'er was a little afraid of him.
Ever since he was thrown back to his hometown by Huang Xuehua when he was three years old, he has been raised by his grandmother.
Eight-year-old He Song'er felt indescribably unfamiliar with this father.
Even when Huang Xuehua returned to the countryside and saw this fashionable woman, he didn't realize that she was his own mother.
Although He Song'er is timid, he is not stupid.
At this point, he nodded and pointed with his chopsticks: "Dad, the pancake is burnt, not as good as grandma's."
"Yes, a little bit." He Ziqiang just spoke when Huang Xuehua came out from the kitchen. She also brought out a plate of stir-fried shredded potatoes.
Don’t even mention how thick the potato shreds were cut, and they were even more mushy and raw when fried.
But her expression was very confident, and she looked like a cheerful housewife: "What are you two talking about?"
He Song'er naturally didn't dare to say that the cake was a mess in front of her.
He Ziqiang didn't say anything, but silently broke off a piece of cake.
Huang Xuehua didn't notice and went into the kitchen to take off her apron.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, He Song'er whispered, "Dad, you'd better send me back to grandma's house!"
You understand what the kid means, right? He can't stay here anymore. The food his mother cooks is too bad, and there is no way she can take good care of him.
At the same time, He Songer's eyes revealed sympathy for his father.
Although he didn't understand his father and was a little afraid of him, compared to the elegance of his aunt and uncle, his father's daughter-in-law was really too clumsy.
It's simply impossible to do anything.
He Ziqiang certainly wouldn't agree to such a brat's request. He muttered, "Why go back? School is about to start, so you can go to school here. Besides, your parents are here, so where else can you go? You'll get used to it after a while."
"But……"
As soon as Huang Xuehua finished speaking, she came out of the kitchen and asked again what the two of them were talking about.
He Ziqiang had no choice but to say, "Song'er said he missed his grandma and wanted to go back."
"Oh, you silly kid, what's the point of staying in the countryside? The education is substandard, the environment is terrible, don't you see how filthy the toilet is..."
Huang Xuehua muttered a few words, but suddenly saw He Ziqiang staring at her, so she quickly stopped talking.
He smiled broadly and said, "Be good, Hasong'er. You won't be used to it when you first arrive. But after a few days, you'll get used to it once you get to know the other kids in the compound. And, when the time comes, go to the school for children of the residents. It's much better than the school back home. Your dad won't be able to argue with that."
“…”
He Ziqiang had no way to refute it.
He ate porridge and ate glutinous rice cakes with a frown on his face. After a long while, he said, "Can you learn how to make steamed buns tomorrow?"
"Sure, no problem at all." Huang Xuehua agreed readily.
In fact, she doesn't know how to make buns. The dough she kneads is also dead, otherwise she wouldn't be able to make such a sticky pancake.
To be honest, she found it hard to swallow the food she cooked herself.
Huang Xuehua also knew that if she wanted to capture a man's heart, she had to capture his stomach. This was not a long-term solution, so she had to find some help from outside.
As the number one candidate, she thought of Feng Chun.
Although he left in a somewhat embarrassing manner that day and scolded Feng Chun harshly.
But she knew that Feng Chun was a mean person at heart and would definitely submit to her again.
After He Ziqiang returned to the army after dinner, Huang Xuehua took He Songer and set off.
"Mom will take you to meet two little friends. Once you get to know them, you'll have your own little follower!"
The mother and son went directly to the gate of Feng Chun's courtyard. In order to win people's hearts, Huang Xuehua even wrapped two pieces of sausages in newspaper.
As a result, after calling for a long time, Feng Chun in his room did not respond.
"mom……"
Da Hu and Er Hu stared in amazement at their mother peeking out furtively from behind the door.
And they also heard Aunt Huang Xuehua's cry.
But the two kids didn’t understand why their mother didn’t open the door and go out.
After a while, Huang Xuehua said, "Isn't he at home?" Then she said, "Let's go, Song'er. Come and play with them another day."
He Songer nodded and followed his mother sensibly.
After watching the mother and son leave, Feng Chun patted his chest and walked back to the chair in the living room and sat down.
Dahu and Erhu quickly ran to her: "..."
They didn't know what was going on, but they could see that their mother was avoiding Aunt Huang Xuehua.
What is going on?
Didn't Mom and Aunt Huang Xuehua get along so well a while ago? The adult world is so complicated.
"Listen up, both of you. Next time you see Huang Xuehua, avoid her. Don't talk to her, and don't pay any attention to her."
After calming down, Feng Chun began to teach his two sons a lesson.
Da Hu was confused: "But didn't mom say that she was the one who allowed my brother and I to go to school? We should call her Auntie, not Huang Xuehua."
"Bah." Feng Chun immediately spat. "She's lying to me. Sister Xiaohui said you two already have the qualifications to attend the children's school. And you used Huang Xuehua to recommend you? Bah, what a lie."
I feel so angry when I think of Feng Chun.
Some time ago, Huang Xuehua had been deceiving her by using the matter of Dahu and Erhu going to school, causing her to tremble in fear and serve as her lackey for a long time.
After I became close to Liu Xiaohui, I found out that Dahu and Erhu were relatives of martyrs and were eligible to go to school in the army.
Now Feng Chun is filled with resentment towards Huang Xuehua.
How servile and humble she was at that time!
Anyway, every time I think about it I get mad!!!
Dahu and Erhu nodded: "Okay, we got it!"
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