Besides, you only come back once or twice a year, and you expect her to get pregnant with a big fat boy, and you don’t worry about whether the child is yours or not.”
Xiaoying also put down the kitchen knife that she had been holding next to her neck.
I grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the pocket of the kid next to me and cracked them while watching the fun.
Seeing that things were out of her control, He Aiqing began to panic.
Old Mrs. He couldn't stand anyone saying anything about her son.
"Get lost, you gossips, you little bastards, you know nothing. Eat, eat, eat, eat whatever you want, eating won't stop you from talking like that."
Next to Old Lady He happened to be Dashuanniang's youngest son, who was gnawing on a piece of fat meat.
"Mrs. He, you old whore, who are you accusing me of? Just try and touch my son."
"What's wrong with trying it? I haven't even told you that you, an old bastard, brought a bunch of scoundrels here to eat and drink for free.
"Have you given a contribution? How much? Look at you, seven or eight children came to the feast at once. Are you afraid that others will not know that you are the reincarnation of starving ghosts?"
"You invited me to your wedding, and I gave my share. You don't care how many people I bring. If you have the guts, don't treat me next time."
Nowadays, children all look forward to someone's family having a wedding.
Everyone who came brought at least two children, and most brought four or five children.
Now that Old Lady He had pointed this out, everyone took their children and left.
Xiaoying, who had caused trouble at the beginning, had already slipped away when she saw that the situation was not right.
After a while, the He family became quiet.
By the time Tian Xiaocui went back to the house to hide the meat, everyone had left when she came out.
Looking at the mess in the yard, he greeted the guest's ancestors for eighteen generations.
"What are you still standing there for? Pack your things. You have to go back to the brigade to return them later." At this time, the bowls, stools, tables and chairs used for the wedding were all borrowed from the brigade.
Tian Xiaocui pouted angrily, "Where are the people at the banquet? Where are the close friends and family? No one stayed to help. They really don't understand the ways of the world."
"Just do your job. You'll be exhausted without their help, right?" Old Mrs. He shouted with a sullen face.
"It's up to you whether you want to do it or not. If you don't want to do it, forget it." Tian Xiaocui would not stand for this anger. She hoped that Old Lady He would separate her property when she got angry.
Seeing this, Luo Quanxiang also went back to the house.
Only Zhao Moli was left, not knowing whether to leave or stay.
"Go to work! If you don't work, don't expect me to take care of you during your confinement period."
In this way, Zhao Moli, a pregnant woman, washed a pile of pots and pans.
By the evening, I started to feel stomach cramps.
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