Chapter 275

The room was very quiet, the eyes of the young man on the kang darkened, and there was a trace of vicissitudes that did not match his age.

Looking at such a little man, Zhao'er was afraid to go forward. It took a while to come over, sitting on the edge of the Kang, hesitantly said: "Dog, are you okay?"

Looking at the worried face of the other party, Xue Gouzi smiled: "I'm fine."

Zhao'er pursed her lips tightly, and patted his head: "Believe me, sister, one day we won't have to ask for anyone."

*

Xue Cuiping left without even eating lunch, and when she left, she took a bag of wheat seeds Mrs. Zhao gave her.

No one knew what she had said to Mrs. Zhao, and what Mrs. Zhao had said to her. All in all, when eating lunch at noon, Mrs. Zhao's and Mrs. Yang's faces were so ugly that Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Zhou were cautious.

Zhao'er never looked at these things. After the rice was put on the table, she took two bowls to serve the rice first and then add the vegetables. Lunch can't be called rich, it's just millet rice, and the dishes are stuffed white rice and radish, as well as some homemade pickles. There is also meat, all big fat meat, a small plate, placed in front of the men.

Men have to work in the fields and eat meat to gain strength.

Zhao'er didn't want to eat meat either, the meat cooked by Zhou's was greasy and greasy, which made people feel unappetizing. She put some hot dishes and pickles into the bowl as usual, but she didn't put much, but Mrs. Zhao suddenly dropped her chopsticks.

"Just such a little food, the two of you can eat this? Hungry ghost reincarnation or something?"

This is very hurtful and slaps face, but anyone with some self-esteem can't stand it, but Zhao'er is used to it. Zhao Shi is like this, whoever makes her dissatisfied, she can use various methods to get back sick.

She was not annoyed, and continued to pick up vegetables. She originally planned to pick up only those, but because of Mrs. Zhao's words, she deliberately picked up two more chopsticks.

"I can't help Grandma, the dog needs to take care of himself, if there's nothing good to feed him, he has to be full to eat." As she spoke, she suddenly turned her head and said to Mrs. Zhou: "Third Aunt, wash the vegetables next time." You call me Caicai, our family is not a family that is too poor to eat, but there are scholars in the family, and there is a master who is a child. Although grandma lives carefully on weekdays, she is not a person who does not let people eat food. "

When it comes to pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, Zhao'er thinks she can't lose to anyone, especially since she is holding her breath in her heart.

Sure enough, Mrs. Zhao was immediately annoyed: "No matter how rich a family is, they can't afford you to eat so much. You can eat more than anyone else if you don't work every day. A stupid girl like you, if it wasn't for our family, He was kicked out a long time ago."

Zhao'er immediately put away her smile: "Grandma, you are wrong to say that. I came to the house when I was seven years old, and I didn't do any work inside and out? When my father died, I wore a filial piety and kept my spirit. When my mother died, I waited on her bed day and night for more than half a year. I was the daughter-in-law of the second room, and I paid the end of my life for the second wife.

"But grandma, don't dislike me as a granddaughter-in-law who is talkative. People are divided into three or six grades according to how much they eat. Some people don't know how to wipe the oil on their mouths when they eat delicious food. They can be replaced by others. If you eat some rotten white song, it will become a waste of food. There are more than a dozen chickens in this house, and there are no fewer eggs. Taoer and I feed them every day, and I don’t know where the eggs have gone. Gouzi’s disease I ate one egg so far, don’t let me raise the chicken next time, anyway, I can’t eat it, whoever eats it will raise it.”

These words made everyone's faces look ugly, among them Dafang's mother and son had the most wonderful complexions, red and white, just like a dyeing workshop.

This person who steals food without rubbing oil on his mouth is exactly what Dafang said. Mrs. Zhao is picky, but she doesn't pick on her elder son and grandson. Mrs. Yang and her youngest son naturally follow suit. The seven-year-old boy looked annoyed, and seemed to want to say something, but was pulled by Yang severely.

Sifang's hairy egg is still young, and his mouth is also greedy, and he has long been tired of eating Baisong. As soon as I heard the egg, I couldn't help it, and shouted to Mrs. Sun: "Mom, I want to eat eggs, I want to eat eggs..."

In the silent main room, I heard the sharp cry of a child, which made my forehead throb.

Mrs. Sun was so annoyed by crying, she couldn't help but slap her on the face: "What's the trouble, what kind of eggs are you eating, how can there be any eggs for you!" His tone was also a little offended.

To put it bluntly, who doesn't complain in his heart, but just endures it all the time.

Maodan was slapped and cried even louder. Mrs. Zhao was already furious, but seeing this, she immediately shifted her target: "Mr. Sun, you are doing well, and you beat my grandson."

Mrs. Sun was always afraid of Mrs. Zhao, so she smiled awkwardly and said, "Mother, Mao Dan is making a fuss about eating eggs. How can there be eggs for him?" The mother and son went to look at it three times.

Mr. Xue has always ignored the affairs of his daughters-in-law, so he couldn't help it now.

With a dark face, he patted the table: "What a fuss, what a fuss!" The legs of the square table were swayed, and the bowls and plates bounced up and down, making crisp noises.

Zhao'er didn't pretend to be dead, and complained to him: "Grandfather, it's not that grandma dislikes me and Gouzi for eating hazelnuts."

As soon as she put the bowl on the table, she covered her face and began to cry: "I just ate such a mouth-watering meal, and I didn't even see any traces of oil, so I called it Hu Chi Hai Sai, and I served it to others." Look, people will die laughing when they see it. If grandma really dislikes Gouzi and me, why don't we separate our second room, and we will never eat and drink at home again."

Hearing the word 'separation', Mr. Xue twitched his brows subconsciously, and scolded: "What kind of family is divided, no one is allowed to mention the separation!" He seemed to feel that his tone was too harsh, and he slowed down his tone: "Your grandmother is angry with you because of your aunt's family troubles, but you are a junior, how can you talk back to your elders."

He turned his head and scolded Zhao again: "I said every day that you don't have a long memory, and you have lived your whole life in the belly of a dog. Why are those eggs stored there? They are so stinky that you can't bear to eat them! Third daughter-in-law, go get some Let’s fry this one up, let’s add a dish for everyone.”

Just like that, Mr. Xue's words successfully silenced everyone.

Zhao'er's eyes flickered, she was not lying when she said that she wanted to separate, but it was a pity that she was stillborn the first time she said it. But it's true, how could Mr. Xue allow the second bedroom to separate the family? If the news spread, it would become a whole family bullying the two children. Besides, Mr. Xue still wants to twist the whole family into one rope so that the Xue family can provide another scholar.

Putting these things aside, even though there was a commotion, the entire Xue family had a meal.

Zhou scrambled a large bowl of eggs and reserved a bowl for Zhao'er.

This behavior is a bit intriguing, you must know that the third wife and his wife are usually taciturn, they are old scalpers in Xue's family, and they rarely help the two children of the second room to talk.

But Zhao'er didn't think much about it, everyone in this big family has their own thoughts, and she can't control anyone's thoughts, just don't make her anxious.

She returned to the house with the food, and smiled at Xue Gouzi when she entered the door: "Look, dog, there are eggs for lunch."

*

Looking at the bright smile on the girl's face, Xue Gouzi's eyes flashed with complexity.

Although he was in the house, the movements in the main room were not missed.

Zhao'er is like this, aggressive and hot, and he never cares what others think of him when he does things. In the past, he cared very much, and always felt that she was embarrassing him and doing him a disservice. He failed to dissuade him many times, and because of some other things, he hid his hatred for her in his heart.

Little did he know that he was the one who was hypocritical and stupid, but it was a pity that by the time he understood it, it was already too late.

"In order to eat an egg, you quarrel with Grandma."

It wasn't until he said it that he realized that he hadn't changed his awkward speech pattern before, so she must have misunderstood him. Sure enough, a dark color flashed across Zhao'er's face, and he smiled again: "He Xue Jun can eat it, and my dog ​​can eat it too. Come and eat, make up your body, and you will recover soon."

Look, that's how she is, she always treats him like a child, saying "my dog", but in fact he is no longer a child. But the teenager's mentality is sensitive and worrying, 'he' doesn't like all this, but he doesn't know how to express it, so his discomfort slowly ferments into disgust and subconscious avoidance.

Xue Gouzi didn't know why he thought of this, he just felt that he had become very strange now, as if he had become two people, one was Xue Gouzi and the other was Xue Tingxiang. And every time something about Zhao'er came up, a voice murmured in his mind, as if telling him his true thoughts deep in his heart.

While thinking, something was fed to his mouth, and he looked down to see that it was a fried yellow, crispy and soft egg.

"Third aunt also scrambled the eggs well. The dog took a big bite and grew taller and stronger after eating it."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zhao'er regretted it.