Chapter 56: Feeding medicine, the dowry sent by Zhao Jiayun's parents

"Mom, sister-in-law, you two go out first, I'll feed her."

Lin Xiuzhi was definitely worried about a man and a woman being alone in the same room. Although she knew that her son was an honest man, she still couldn't trust a man's words.

"Xingyan, what can you do?"

"Mom, please go out first. I will give you the medicine."

Pan Wenlan was smart enough to leave first. As for Lin Xiuzhi, she saw Chu Sangning was so feverish that she was almost unconscious. She gritted her teeth and said, "Son, Sangning is a good kid. Don't bully her."

Seeing her son nod in agreement, Lin Xiuzhi walked out, turning back every three steps.

Jiang Xingyan tightened his grip and called into Chu Sangning's ear: "Chu Zhiqing, Sangning?"

Chu Sangning whimpered, frowning and looking very uncomfortable.

"Take the medicine, and you won't feel uncomfortable after that." Jiang Xingyan coaxed gently. Chu Sangning only felt like there was a big fly "buzzing" in his ear, and twisted his body to get slapped.

It hit Jiang Xingyan's chin directly. The person in his arms kept moving around like a fish that had been pulled ashore. Jiang Xingyan almost lost control of the bowl in his hand, and the medicine spilled all over his hands.

Seeing that there was really no other way, Jiang Xingyan looked deeply at the person in his arms, raised his head and fucked her to the end, then moved closer to Chu Sangning...

After much thought, Lin Xiuzhi decided that she should let the young people solve these problems themselves and she should just mind her own business.

After getting the pork, Lin Xiuzhi thought about making dumplings for everyone to nourish their bodies.

Everyone in the Jiang family went out to help, even the youngest Jiang Pan'an was busy. Lin Xiuzhi asked her old man to light the pot, her daughter-in-law to knead the dough, and she prepared the stuffing herself.

Taking advantage of the remaining time in the afternoon, Lin Xiuzhi quickly wrapped forty or fifty of them, and would deal with the rest after work.

At the Luo family, it was already time to go to work, but no one was free. Old Mrs. Luo was throwing things around at home and was threatening Zhao Jiayun.

I feel that she does nothing and is raised by her own son.

"Luo Yiping, you take care of it." Zhao Jiayun's eyes were swollen from crying. She had been crying since she came back from the brigade warehouse, which made old lady Luo upset.

As a result, she couldn't help but mock her again. Unexpectedly, Zhao Jiayun also had a hot temper and she directly scolded Mrs. Luo.

"You shameless man, you let others see your body, and you still let my son marry you. Are you going to lose your innocence and let my son take over?"

What Old Lady Luo said was so vicious that Zhao Jiayun screamed and chased after her with a broom, "I'm going to beat you to death."

"Son, your wife hit someone. She is unfilial, unfilial."

"Luo Yiping, you heard clearly what your mother said. If you were a man, could you tolerate being cuckolded?"

The two of them were arguing, and Luo Yiping just felt irritated. In addition, he was angry at the Jiang family, so he slammed the door and left, leaving a cold face and saying: "Hit me, hit me hard."

Without the middleman, Mrs. Luo and Zhao Jiayun no longer wanted to fight. They stared at each other, thinking that the other was vicious and wished the other dead.

It was already late for work. Old Mrs. Luo held up her sickle and squinted, "Why, do you still want me, an old woman, to ask you to work?"

Everyone knew about the Luo family's affairs. When they saw Zhao Jiayun coming to work with swollen eyes, those who were a little kind-hearted felt sorry for him.

If Luo Yiping hadn't rescued him after he fell into the river, he would not have ended up living a miserable life in the Luo family. Old Mrs. Luo was a difficult person to get along with.

As long as Old Lady Luo is still alive, Zhao Jiayun, as her daughter-in-law, will have a hard time.

There were always people who didn't get along with Old Lady Luo, and they would secretly go to Zhao Jiayun to give her advice, "Daughter-in-law Yiping, let me tell you, your mother-in-law is a bad person, can you still tolerate it?"

Zhao Jiayun's face was pale and listless, and she didn't even want to give a fake smile. She was not stupid and knew that the person who said that had bad intentions.

He kept working with his head down, and there was no response.

The troublemaker was not angry. She approached Zhao Jiayun and spoke sincerely, "I am doing this for your own good. How come such a good educated youth like you ended up marrying into the Luo family?"

"If you have nothing else to do, I'll get to work first." Zhao Jiayun's hands moved faster, with an unclear expression, indicating that if she had nothing else to do, she should get to work first.

As for what she said, Zhao Jiayun felt bitter in her heart. This was the path she chose herself. Now, for the sake of Luo Yiping, she didn't regret it very much, but she couldn't say for sure about the future.

Old Mrs. Luo is difficult to get along with. If he continues to live with her, he will collapse sooner or later. When Luo Yiping becomes successful in the future, they will separate and move out.

The afternoon workday was still so boring. Everyone was doing their own thing. As the sun set, it was time to get off work and go home when suddenly a bicycle appeared in the field.

A postman in military green was pushing a bicycle with a large package and a box on the back, and he was shouting at the end of the field: "Zhao Jiayun, Zhao Jiayun, your package."

The two sounds directly attracted the attention of half of the people on the ground. When they saw the large package behind the postman, they were all surprised.

"Mr. Luo, you were talking about your daughter-in-law's dowry at noon, and now she's here."

"There are so many, Yiping's mother, you have found a good daughter-in-law. I have never seen a girl with so many. It is better to have girls from the city, who are spoiled by their parents."

Mrs. Luo was filled with anger, but when she saw Zhao Jiayun's dowry, her anger suddenly disappeared like a deflated balloon.

Facing everyone's compliments, Mrs. Luo pretended to be humble and waved her hands, "I don't care about dowry or not, I just think they can live a better life with dowry."

"You are still the most blessed, Yiping's mother. When Yiping's wife gives you a big fat grandson, you can just stay at home and enjoy the happiness of holding your grandson."

The compliments from everyone made Mrs. Luo think about it. Yes, since she was married, she quickly urged her son to have a child, and she could still help him when the time came.

Zhao Jiayun wiped the sweat off his face, dropped the hoe in his hand, and walked to the postman. "I'm Zhao Jiayun."

"Your packages." Two packages were placed in front of Zhao Jiayun.

Zhao Jiayun said something to the scorer, picked up her package and left. It was also the first time that Mrs. Luo did not lose her temper when she saw her daughter-in-law go home first.

After work, she went home with her son. Old Mrs. Luo was still thinking about her dowry. She said to her son, "Son, I saw it. There are so many. A lot."

Getting married in the city is different. Look at the ceremony. The dowry is sent in packages, and there is a big box, which must contain a lot of good things.

Zhao Jiayun, who was worried about her dowry, couldn't laugh at all. She knew the situation of her family. With her younger brother around, her parents would not give her anything good.

But he still had hope for his parents. The moment Zhao Jiayun opened the letter with hope, his eyes turned red.