He Ruixue was about to enter the house when the old lady with small eyes and a sunken mouth who lived next door came over and peeked in, as if she wanted to come forward and weigh with her own hands the thing she was carrying.
"Xiao He, you're back? What can I say? Your mother stayed here for a few days, so forget it, you're being filial, but what's with your brother and sister-in-law staying at your house?
They live in your house, eat your food, and even drink your water. People from the countryside just don't care about manners... Young people, save some money, otherwise you'll be dumbfounded when you need it urgently."
He Ruixue ignored her, feeling that this neighbor was becoming more and more out of line.
At first, she thought that it would not be difficult to get along with the family next door since there was only one family next door. However, she did not expect that the temple was small but the evil spirits were strong, and the family produced several top-notch people.
Especially the one in front of her, called Grandma Huang, who always peeked into her life with a secret gaze, either through the crack in the door or hiding behind the wall.
He's been sneaking around all day, and I don't know what he's planning.
She is a very talkative person. If there is anything happening in her family, she will definitely tell the whole neighborhood about it.
If Jiang Yanxu hadn't had superb anti-reconnaissance skills and hadn't deliberately avoided her when he came over, another wave of trouble would have arisen.
He Ruixue turned sideways and said coldly, "My dear brother and sister-in-law have taken care of me since I was a child. Now they have come to my house to recuperate. Of course, I have to treat them well."
Grandma Huang curled her lips, obviously not believing it, "You are just too kind. It's time to find a partner, otherwise some good things will be given to other people's homes."
"Aunt Huang has a bad memory. I have a partner."
"Hey, that one you were talking about before? No, she doesn't look reliable. Men who are too handsome are fickle. Listen to me, break up with him. I have someone who is more suitable."
He Ruixue smiled wryly, "Is it the slovenly 29-year-old bachelor or the second-married man who worked as a temporary worker for five years and doesn't even own a house?
You should keep such a good resource for yourself. What's the point of being a matchmaker and making a profit? You should marry yourself and get both the gift and the talent. Although you can become someone's grandmother, there's no guarantee that she will be interested in this."
Grandma Huang felt insulted and started cursing, "Did you eat a poisonous snake? How could you speak so rudely? I'm doing this for your own good."
"Well, it's for my own good. Last time, your eldest granddaughter took a fancy to my boyfriend and blocked people's way by flirting at the entrance of the alley. I was wondering who would raise such a shameless girl. It turns out that if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked. She learned this from you.
Tell your eldest granddaughter for me that she looks really good when she takes off her clothes, and the pile of fat pork is really tempting. I will help her promote it everywhere someday, what a blessing it is."
Grandma Huang was so angry that she held onto the wall next to her and was about to yell at her.
Zhao Meiya hurried out when she heard the noise, put her hands on her hips and blocked her way, stretched out her hand to push her, "What are you doing? Are you looking for trouble with my girl?
She doesn't bother with the elderly, but I'm different. Which old lady in the village hasn't had her hair pulled or her face scratched by me? Come and try it!"
Old Lady Huang was obviously even more wary of her. She didn't dare to touch her tiger whiskers. She walked back muttering softly, "What a big secret, hidden away from people. Who knows what shameful things she's doing behind the scenes."
As she spoke, she stopped at the door of her house and peeked at what was happening next door through the gap around the latch again.
He glanced at the renovated blue brick and tile house of He Ruixue's home, and the yard which was more than half as spacious as his own, with greed and covetousness in his eyes.
He Ruixue ignored her and went into the house with Zhao Meiya. Two dogs came running to greet them.
Chenchen and Brother Wolf have entered a period of rapid growth. Their round bellies are gradually disappearing, and their furry bodies like cotton balls are stretching and becoming longer and taller.
This is the Chinese native dog, which sacrifices its good looks in exchange for a more agile movement speed and sharper senses.
They are descendants of wolfhounds, and Jiang Yanxu takes them to the mountains for training from time to time. They have well-developed muscles and smooth back lines.
Its canine teeth are sharp, its claws are as hard as iron, and its ears stand upright, showing the initial signs of a hunter.
When both dogs stood up, they were level with a person's knees. Although they were excited to see their owner, they did not pounce on him like they did when they were little.
Instead, he rubbed her calves with a long muzzle to express his longing.
He Ruixue bent down, stroked the dog's head twice, and handed the bag of rice to Zhao Meiya.
"Going to buy food again? Thank you! Don't worry about your brother and sister-in-law's food rations, let them carry it from the village themselves. Last year's harvest was good, and the food distributed each year was more than enough to eat, so there was no need to spend all that money."
"There aren't many, I just picked them up."
Zhao Meiya glared at her and said, "You haven't learned your lesson from your third brother, and you're even lying. Do you think pie will fall from the sky?"
She weighed the bag in her hand, feeling distressed. "This must be 50 kilograms. I can only make do with some sweet potato and cornmeal for them. They are not blessed enough to eat fine grains."
"It's not refined grain. Look, the husks haven't even been removed. It's all broken rice. It's so cheap."
He Ruixue reached in and turned the rice underneath over to take a look.
Zhao Meiya reluctantly accepted her statement, "Okay, don't forget to keep a record. I'll ask them to leave some food money for you when they leave."
Anyway, no one can take advantage of her.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. How is Third Sister-in-law recovering?"
"It's fine. Don't listen to her complaints. The doctor said new flesh is growing, and the itching is more than the pain. After a few more changes of medicine, she can go back to the village. But she can't do any heavy work for the next six months."
Pan Shuyu went to the hospital to have her stitches removed two days ago, and has been lying at home crying in pain ever since.
In the first few days, everyone was worried that her wound would worsen, so someone was watching her every night. Later, they found out that she was just afraid of the pain and complaining without any reason, but her wound was getting better day by day, so they didn't bother to pay attention to her all the time.
Shout, it will make you feel better.
"That's good."
"That's right. She has never done any heavy work at home. Is there any need for her to pay attention to you?"
"That's not what I meant. Third sister-in-law is not young anymore. She will definitely recover more slowly than young people. It's good that the wound is not infected."
"Let them be. Your body is yours. I won't be the one to suffer if you don't take good care of it."
During the two days that Pan Shuyu was recuperating, Zhao Meiya was completely hands-off and didn't care at all.
Instead, he cleaned He Ruixue's house repeatedly, took out the clothes and quilts at the bottom of the box, washed and dried them, swept up the fallen leaves under the trees, rearranged the chicken coop and doghouse, and even cleaned out the ash in the stove.
Since his mother didn't help, He Qiu Sheng could only suppress his frequent laziness for the time being and take care of his wife with some difficulty.
He was obviously clumsy and caused Pan Shuyu to suffer more pain several times, but their relationship reached a new level, which was also magical.
"Dongbao, someone brought a chicken to the market today, and I bought it on the way. I'll stew it with potatoes and put corn tortillas on the side of the pot. Don't you like it that way?"
"Okay, rooster is a hairy food, right? Can Third Sister-in-law eat it?"
Zhao Meiya rolled her eyes. "Why bother with her? Just give her a bowl of porridge. If she eats too much, she needs to go to the toilet. She kept crying all the way. The neighbors thought we were abusing our daughter-in-law."
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