The firewood stove is quick to make. Stir fry a leek and eggs, steam some potato with lard and soy sauce, steam some edamame with salt, steam the vegetables and rice together, the rice is cooked, and the vegetables are steamed, which is very convenient.
After a while, a table of meals was ready. Although Zhang Guifang's cooking skills were not good, it was better than Sun Yinguang's. He smelled the long-lost vegetable fragrance, and Sun Hongbo's eyes were a little sour. He hadn't eaten him for a long time. Mom's cooking.
I hope the **** is really remorseful this time.
Sun Yinguang was also full of emotion. He hadn't eaten the food made by his wife for a long time. If only his wife could keep it like this, it would be worth it no matter how hard he worked.
After eating a hearty breakfast, Sun Yinguang picked up his **** and went to work, and Sun Hongbo also went with him. He would stay at home for a few days to observe, to make sure his mother had really changed, and then report to his brother-in-law.
Zhang Guifang cleans the tableware at home. In the past, she threw it away after eating. She couldn’t wash the bowls with maggots. Mow the hog grass.
On the way, I met many villagers, all of them stared at her as if looking at a diorama. Is this the sun coming out from the west?
"Guifang, are you going to hunt hogweed?" someone asked loudly.
"Ok."
Zhang Guifang actually held back a lot of words and wanted to talk to people, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them abruptly. She had to listen to the doctor.
"Guifang, are you transsexual? You actually went up the mountain to cut hogweed? Don't you know hogweed, don't cut some poisonous weeds and go back. Your Sun Yinguang worked so hard to raise pigs, and you'll be poisoned to death in one meal!"
A woman who doesn't usually deal with Zhang Guifang, deliberately ran on her, because Zhang Guifang did not run too much on others in the past, and when the two met, they would quarrel.
The anger immediately rushed to the top of her head, Zhang Guifang gritted her teeth, she really wanted to rush up to kill this watch, why didn't she know pig grass, she was a good worker when she was a girl, and she had to fight pig grass every day. , this stinky watch may not be able to do her.
Zhang Guifang swallowed her anger hard, gritted her teeth and glared at the woman, turned around and walked up the mountain, thinking in her heart: "Don't be angry, your anger hurts your body, the old lady lives to be a hundred years old, and that stinky watch will go up tomorrow. West!"
After reading a few words like this, she felt relieved, turned her head and stared, and strode up the mountain.
The villagers behind them were dumbfounded. Today's Zhang Guifang is very strange, so he doesn't make any noise?
The woman who didn't deal with Zhang Guifang was also dumbfounded. She felt like she had hit cotton with a fist. It was soft and empty. There was a fire in her heart, but no one answered.
So frustrating.
This piece of Guifang has been hit by evil, so she is so good?
After an hour, Zhang Guifang went down the mountain, filled a basket full of hogweed, and carried a bundle of firewood on his shoulders, like a hill on his shoulders, and walked over from a distance, and the villagers who passed by were wide-eyed. .
It's so wrong, is it a ghost?
"Gui Fang, why are you so diligent today?" Someone asked deliberately.
"Work, what do you eat if you don't work?"
Zhang Guifang snorted and rolled her eyes. He hummed and carried pig grass and firewood back home. The woman who was confronted was embarrassed. She was despised by Zhang Guifang, the laziest in the village. How could this make sense?
After returning home, Zhang Guifang did not rest for a minute, and immediately chopped pig grass, cooked it after cooking, boiled a large bucket, and carried it to feed the pigs. After feeding the pigs, she carried a bucket of dirty clothes and rubbed I hurriedly went to the small river at the entrance of the village to wash up.
On this day, the villagers were like watching a movie, watching Zhang Guifang's busy and fulfilling day. He did a lot of work this day, scavenging pig grass, washing clothes, picking up firewood, and even going to the foot of the mountain to hoe, without taking a breath. Much more dry than cows.
"I've been hit by evil, and I've definitely bumped into something unclean."
Some people summed it up and thought that Zhang Guifang must be a ghost, and others agreed, otherwise it would be difficult to explain Zhang Guifang's strange behavior.
In the past, Zhang Guifang's daily life was basically grabbing a handful of melon seeds, strolling from the east end of the village to the west end of the village.
Now it has become an old scalper who doesn't know how to work hard, what is it if it is not a ghost?
When Sun Hongbo came back from the field, he was stopped by someone on the way. It was a few villagers who enthusiastically asked him to go to the next village to invite the goddess.
"Your mother is a ghost, hurry up and ask the goddess to exorcise the evil spirits, or you will be in bad luck." One villager exaggeratedly said, and the others nodded, with serious expressions.
Sun Hongbo laughed and asked his mother what he did today.
"Fighting hogweed, picking up firewood, washing clothes, and hoeing, they didn't stop, Hong Bo, don't take it seriously, go and ask the goddess, your mother's situation is very serious, she must have bumped into something unclean. ."
"Well, I see."
Sun Hongbo dealt with the villagers vaguely, and then went home. He saw the clean home, and the clothes hanging on the drying poles, the pigs were full of sleeping pigs in the pigsty, and the chicken sheds The chickens pecking at the grass, and the busy **** by the stove, he was extremely relieved and had mixed feelings.
This is like a home.
Sun Hongbo stayed at home for a week. In the past few days, Zhang Guifang's daily life is not only working, but also not talking to people. He works during the day, goes to bed early at night, wakes up before dawn, and his life is very regular. , Once the house is cleaned every day, it has become the cleanest house in the village.
Chu Qiao didn't know anything about this, and she was also busy in the kitchen. Tonight, Master Chu and Chu Yuanzhi were coming to the house for dinner.
Gu Ye went home from get off work early to help his daughter-in-law. The phone rang. It was from Sun Hongbo. Gu Ye chatted for a long time before hanging up and went into the kitchen to work with a smile.
"What did Hong Bo tell you~ so happy?"
Chu Qiao asked casually, but he didn't stop wrapping spring rolls. One of the dishes that Mr. Chu ordered was spring rolls, and they had to be salty.
Gu Ye couldn't help laughing again, "Hong Bo said **** it, now it's like a different person, getting up before dawn to work, keeping the house clean, and doing three meals a day pretty well, the villagers say She's **** up."
"If what Hong Bo said is true, it must be a ghost. Zhang Guifang is so lazy, how could he be so hardworking all of a sudden."
Chu Qiao snorted softly, and she didn't believe it either.
Gu Ye burst out laughing, and said about his collusion with Sun Hongbo to scare Zhang Guifang, "It's always my buddy. I asked him to scare your aunt. I didn't expect it to work so well."
Chu Qiao's eyes widened, and the more he listened, the more laughable he became. He said angrily, "Thank you for coming up with such a bad move, don't scare people into trouble."
"No, your aunt's heart is very strong. It's not good now. Your uncle is also living a good life. What a good way I can do it." Gu Ye was very proud, and only he could think of such a wonderful idea. There is a way to treat Zhang Guifang to death.