80s: The Farmer’s Wife Is The Boss

Chapter 279: Old men working

So Mr. Shi said what Mei Xue said again. After listening, the four old men squatted down and started to move without thinking.

Mei Xue rolled her eyes, "What a bunch of drunkards."

Grandma He watched them go crazy the whole time, but there was really no wine at home. "Xiaoxue, do you want to make some more wine this year?"

Looking at her grandma’s expectant eyes, Mei Xue smiled and said, “Okay, this year we will make some plum wine and wine at home.”

However, if grandma drinks it, she still has to be more careful.

 The house has been repaired recently, and Mr. Zhang is almost exhausted. He lies down and rests at home every day.

 And He Anyong had already been studying with Mr. Zhang at home.

The more he studies, the more he feels his own shortcomings. He has the urge to go to school.

However, Mr. Zhang did not agree, so he found a few books from somewhere and let him read them by himself.

 He Anyong is also a person who has attended junior high school.

I still recognize the word 　　.

Since there was nothing going on with his sister-in-law, he could study at home with peace of mind, and go to the back mountain in the morning and evening, where the family's annual income was provided.

He Anwei looks for some young grass in the fish pond every day. In short, the two brothers also have their own things to do.

The old men wanted to make wine. The fruit was available, but the wine was not yet available. Mei Xue shouted directly down the mountain.

 “Xiaowei, Xiaowei, come up the mountain quickly.”

He Anwei ran up the mountain as soon as he heard the sound, and reached the mountain in a short while.

 “Sister-in-law, yes, what’s the matter?” He asked breathlessly.

Mei Xue looked at him like this, patted his back, and took out a kettle from a backpack.

 “Drink some water first.”

He Anwei was not polite and directly opened a bottle of water and drank it, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

"The old men want to make wine. You can take the money to buy some wine later, and go to the old men to ask for the money yourself." Mei Xue said with a smile, pointing to the people picking loquats on the side.

“Ah, sister-in-law, didn’t you stop making wine for them?” He Anwei couldn’t react.

“They were not in good health at that time, so they were not allowed to drink more. Now they are fine. It doesn’t matter if they drink a little.” After all, wine is not a good thing. Drinking too much is not good.

 But drinking less can still alleviate their vascular disease.

“Sister-in-law, can my family make some wine?” There is also an uncle in his family.

Mei Xue glanced at him and said, "Do you want to brew it for Mr. Zhang?" With a thought in her mind, Mei Xue asked what she was thinking.

"Yes, the old man also likes this one." An Wei felt a little embarrassed and touched his head, "But, sister-in-law, if you think it's not good, I won't brew it."

“It’s okay, you can brew it if you want, but we plan to brew loquats, so you have to pick them yourself.” Mei Xue pointed to a group of old men squatting on the ground.

"No problem, I have a lot of loquats behind my house. I'll let my brother pick them later." Recently, his brother has been reading like a fool.

"Well, we won't brew until tomorrow. There's no rush, but you have to bring it up tomorrow and learn together." Mei Xue had no intention of doing it herself.

 The old men didn’t know that they were being plotted again.

He Anwei went to the old men to get the money to buy wine and then went to the drunkard's uncle's house in the village.

Counting the money in his hand, He Anwei felt that he might have to go to the next village to ask questions today.

"These old men are really hardworking. I don't feel bad for having so much money." He had at least two hundred yuan in his hand. It was the first time he took so much money. He Anwei's heartbeat was pounding.

The ripe fruits on the mountain have almost been picked due to the disaster of plum snow.

 After keeping some at home, she took it all out and divided it with several families.

They are all wild fruits and not worth much. The ones He Anwei picked earlier have long been packaged in the cellar.

Like plums and grapes that are not ripe yet, it is still early.

 In the afternoon, He Anwei thought he could go and have his fortune told. Uncle Drunkard’s house didn’t have enough wine.

An Liang also woke up in the afternoon and went directly to the He family yard as soon as he woke up.

"Sister-in-law, I'm back." An Liang's voice was a little loud, shocking everyone and looking at him.

Grandma He ran out of the house, "You're going to die, why are you so loud? Do you deserve a beating?" The stick in her hand was already ready.

An Liang saw the stick in the third grandma’s hand and his whole body became hairy, “Sister-in-law, help me, the third grandma wants to beat me to death.”

Mei Xue rolled her eyes at him, "Xiao Peng and Xiao Cheng just went to bed." I was so excited today. The two children played very late and finally managed to coax them to sleep. This voice...

Mei Xue shook her head, "I wish you good luck."

So, she saw a scene she hadn’t seen for a long time again, and Mei Xue felt nostalgic.

 “Sister, do you want to help me?” All the old men’s hands started to itch.

 When they were at home, they taught their sons and grandsons the same way. Now they are far away and haven’t been able to move around for a long time.

 “No need, get away.” Grandma He opened her mouth and retorted.

Grandma He didn’t stop until He Anliang was beaten with a stick several times.

“Hmph, I will definitely slap your skin next time you yell when you come in.” Grandma He threatened.

“No, I don’t dare anymore, Third Grandma, I don’t dare anymore, wuwu, it hurts so much.” An Liang felt that he was really carrying his back, why did he meet Third Grandma at home.

Looking at An Liang being dealt with, everyone laughed unkindly, "It's okay, I won't hit you next time I come after you." Mr. Hua said fondly.

 The old men all nodded in agreement.

He Anliang was not stupid. He saw that their eyes were shining and there was something they couldn't figure out, so he saw Shi Weichen with a look of sympathy on his face.

Shi Weichen rolled his eyes at him and said, "Don't look at me like that. I haven't been beaten since I was a child." He felt a little guilty.

An Liang's face was full of disbelief, "You are lying, I saw Uncle Shi scolding you last time." An Liang looked at him like a fool.

Shi Weichen couldn't bear it anymore, "Oh, people who are beaten have no human rights. You are not qualified to look at me like this." After saying that, Shi Weichen turned around and entered the room.

He thought it was better for him to run away first, otherwise he might get caught up in what happened when he was a child.

 No one paid much attention to their conversation, but they were more interested in Mei Xue Brewing.

"Xiaoxue, these things will rot when touched. How can I wash them?" These are overripe loquats, which will rot when washed.

Meixue looked at it and said, "If you don't mind, you don't need to wash it." You can't wash it. If it gets rotten, the juice inside will flow out, and the taste will definitely not be that good.

 “I don’t mind.” It already hurts my waist, but now I have to wash it. They are old and they really can’t bear it.

“Then don’t wash it, just leave it and brew it when Xiaowei comes back.” Mei Xue shook her head and said.

Of course, Aunt Yong cooked dinner again. After learning that her son would come for dinner, she was very happy, so she cooked two more dishes that her son liked to eat.

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