Moreover, Zheng Mudan and the old lady both knew that walls had ears, so they kept pushing each other in low voices for a long time.
In the end, Zheng Mudan said, "If you don't accept it, I won't teach Yuzhu how to count anymore. I'm too embarrassed to come here."
Well, it would be pointless to go on about this point.
Lu Huanying had no choice but to accept it, and then talked to Zheng Mudan about the silly girl's trip to Xinyi Town tomorrow.
Zheng Mudan comforted her, "Don't worry about that. My father-in-law will also go, as well as Kong Xingbai. They will all take care of Yuzhu when the time comes."
In that case, I can rest assured a little.
Zheng Mudan looked at the Arabic numerals written by the silly girl again and thought that she learned very quickly, so she taught her the numbers three and four, and then left and went home.
After she left, the old lady thought about it and became anxious again.
Ask Su Zhen to quickly make some pancakes and fry some wild boar jerky, for fear that the silly girl will be hungry on the road tomorrow.
Su Zhen had never traveled far, and her parents' home was not far from Quanshui Village.
He also became anxious and quickly did as the old lady said, preparing a big bag of food for the silly girl on the road.
Tian Yuzhu lay on the kang and watched her busying around, feeling warm in her heart.
The aroma of food in the cabin quickly aroused Shi Weiqiang's appetite.
Since he couldn't sleep anymore, he got up and went to the kitchen to get something to eat.
The old lady gave him a piece of meat, so he went to the kitchen to light a fire and cook the meat.
On the other side, Yang Dahua was lying on the kang with her eyes squinted, and found that her bastard son had not come back for so long. She thought he had gone to the toilet, so why did he take so long?
The more I think about it, the more something seems wrong. Could he be going to the kitchen to find something to eat?
Thinking of this, Yang Dahua was startled. She quickly got up from the kang and hurried to the kitchen.
She is the one who takes care of the family. She has the final say on what to cook and how much to eat every day.
Even Su Zhen is not qualified to touch the rice jar.
Besides, the men in the Shi family don’t have to go into the kitchen and cook by themselves.
So when Yang Dahua saw Shi Weiqiang actually lighting the stove in the kitchen, and there was steam coming out of the pot, with a piece of meat boiling inside.
She was so angry that it felt like her own flesh.
"You bastard, do you know how to live? Who told you that you can eat meat today?"
When he spoke, he reached out to pick up the pot.
No matter how hot it is, she can always take it down. Anyway, the meat cannot be eaten today, and even if she wants to eat it, she can't eat such a big piece.
Shi Weiqiang had anticipated her move, and he grabbed the pot first. "Mom, look at all your cabinets, they're all locked. I didn't open any of them. This isn't our meat. It's my own meat. Why can't I eat it?"
Hey, this...
Only then did Yang Dahua realize that she had never opened any of the locked cabinets.
Where did the meat in Shi Weiqiang’s pot come from?
She suspected that the boy had opened the cabinet in some way. Yang Dahua quickly opened the door of the cabinet containing the meat, looked inside and carefully counted the meat. Sure enough, the meat was still there.
"Third brother, where did you get the meat?" Yang Dahua pondered for a moment: "Did that old woman give it to you? What did she want to do with it?"
This time Shi Weiqiang finally got smarter: "Do you think she will give me meat? Humph, this meat was given to me by a friend. None of you can eat it."
He really did what he said. He put down the pot, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the big piece of meat and started to eat it voraciously.
Yang Dahua was drooling at the sight: "You little bastard, you're the only one who has friends?"
She doesn't believe it.
She knew best what kind of offspring she had, so not only her friends but even the villagers were too lazy to deal with him.
Then she thought that she couldn't use force on this jerk, otherwise he would become even more stubborn. Yang Dahua immediately smiled and said, "Third brother, since that's the meat given by your friend, I won't ask any more questions. But look at you, how can you finish so much meat by yourself? Cut off half of it and leave some for us. No matter how delicious the food is, we can't eat it all by ourselves, right?"
Shi Weiqiang stiffened his neck and said, "Don't worry, I won't be full. I've been thinking about eating meat every day these years. You want to have a bite too? Okay, give me the money."
Looking at the greasy hand that her son stretched out, Yang Dahua was furious: "You bastard."
He turned around and picked up a wooden stick to hit him.
Shi Weiqiang wouldn't let her hit him, so he quickly stood up and walked around the fire pit, biting off a piece of meat as he ran: "I'm greedy for you, I'm greedy for you to death."
Yang Dahua was so angry that she almost vomited blood: "Shi Weiqiang, I will beat you to death today."
He swung the stick hard.
Unexpectedly, at this time Shi De and Shi Weimin came home and heard a quarrel in the kitchen, so Shi De hurried over to take a look.
As soon as he stepped through the door, he was hit with the stick.
Shi Weiqiang tried to dodge but was hit head on and landed on the cheek.
Shi De was in so much pain that he bent down and pressed his face: "Who the hell threw it?"
Yang Dahua was stunned: "..."
Shi Weiqiang happily complained: "Dad, it was my mom who beat you. If you want to settle the score, go find her."
After he finished speaking, he ran out of the kitchen and accidentally bumped into Shi Weimin who was following him. Then he ran into the yard and bumped into Shi Xiaoli who had just returned home.
Shi Xiaoli was stunned. She was dazzled and actually saw her third brother holding a piece of meat in his hand.
"Dad, are you okay?"
Hearing her elder brother's voice asking questions from behind, Shi Xiaoli had no choice but to turn around and go into the kitchen.
Yang Dahua helped Shi De sit down by the fire pit and pried open his hands to look... Well, there was a long purple mark on his hand. Doesn't it hurt?
But she didn't dare to say it directly, and kept saying: "It's okay, it's just a little bit blue. It's all the fault of that bastard Lao San..."
Yang Dahua told everyone what had just happened.
After hearing this, no one believed that Shi Weiqiang actually had friends.
Shi De didn't have the heart to think about this. His face hurt so much that he lost his patience and shouted, "Let this second-generation idiot go to work tomorrow."
Yang Dahua reflexively said, "But his foot..."
"Mom, he's just pretending." Shi Xiaoli rolled her eyes. "Didn't you see how happy my third brother was when he ran out just now? Didn't he look like he had a sore foot?"
“…”
Only then did Yang Dahua react.
Isn't that the case? Oh, it turns out that she has been deceived by that bastard these two days. He is deliberately lying on the kang and eating and drinking for free.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Yang Dahua was angry and wanted to pay attention at the same time.
She felt that she was becoming less and less able to control this bastard, but soon, she thought of a good idea.
"Or, let's find a wife for the third brother!"
Everyone: “…”
Even Shi De was stunned.
No one had thought of this before, but now that it is said, Shi Weiqiang is eighteen years old, and it is time for him to talk about having a wife.
But……
Finally, Shi Xiaoli snorted and broke the silence: "Mom, just say whatever you want. Who would want to marry someone like my third brother?"
"Go, shut your stinky mouth. He's still your brother after all. How can you say that about him?"
Although she was lecturing him, actually... Yang Dahua was thinking the same thing.
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