Take a Husband for Farming

"You actually want to hit the old lady, you lie down, corpse, don't hurry up." Mu Yang's sharp voice sounded in the courtyard. Recently, Mu Yun was very wrong. What Mu Yang said before, she was here. The family has a lot of right to speak. Now a person who only listens to the command can suddenly talk back, and her heart is very unhappy.

Mu Yun shouted at Mu Yang's outside the window, "Okay, okay, do n’t be embarrassed by your dead mother-in-law, hurry up to cook, I'm almost starving, and today I should go and send the big sister to our courtesy. Some silver is back. "An old tree bark can be compared to the flirtatious girl? He still remembered the beautiful girls in Zhoufu, and thought of the widow Li in the village, and felt that his style was undiminished.

Mu Yang's heart was very dissatisfied. After returning from the Zhou family, he lost some of his money and lived with some money. He did not expect that most of them were snatched by Mu Yun. He opened the curtain of the room with anger and stood at the door. What are you talking about? You want to go to that widow with silver money, and do n’t even think about it, the aunt is giving these things to my son. I have to change the silver to keep him married in the future. ”

"You dead mother-in-law, bullshit, believe me or not!" Mu Yun's bloodshot eyes stared at her fiercely.

Behind Mu Yang's back, she shook open the curtain and went out, Mu Yun's coldness just made her feel cold.

After having breakfast, Mu Yun was quite dissatisfied: "Yanger! Where did people go wild? You died at home all day, and you don't like your son."

When I went to Mu Rou Sang's home on weekdays, Mu Yiyang went out after eating. Mu Yun had no feelings for Mu Yang's family.

"Go to the little bitch's house and tell him to have breakfast in the past!"

Obviously, she drove Mu Yiyang over by herself, and it became Mu Ruosang's rush to ask Mu Yiyang to pass by.

Mu Yun is now more and more disliked by Mu Yang ’s heart. Look at her yellow and dry old bark face. How can there be such delicate skin and tender meat as Widow Lee in the village? Think about the taste of ecstasy. Mu Yun was angry with an evil spirit. fire.

I want to change this rude mother-in-law, and I am afraid that Mu Yiyang will hate him in the future, and finally press my heart for the time being.

"You said Yang Er went to her house? Huh, you idiot!"

Mu Yun lifted her feet and struck her: "Why don't you wake me up and my son can eat well, shouldn't my uncle be honored?"

The village chief had only trained him the last time and he stole. He was afraid to be driven out of the village.

Mu Yang's temper is not good. "You're dead, my mother dare to talk."

I picked up the chopsticks on the dining table and threw them at him. Mu Yun is also a man. He didn't taste the fresh fine meat before.

Three brothers just came on three years ago, and when they came back from the road, they met widow Li, and his soul was taken away on the spot.

"You mother-in-law is really catching up!" Without saying a word, she rushed up to her mother-in-law and gave him a fat meal: "You old ladies dare to hit Laozi."

Mu Fengxu saw that the fierce Mu Yun blew Mu Yang's nose and face swollen, scared and scared, and would just sit and watch beside him, not even crying.

"Your old lady, **** your family's eggs, dare to fight against Lao Tzu, you're skin | swelled, right?" Mu Yun's mood was finished when he finished the wood Yang's.

"Why don't you wake up in the morning!" When I was free, I turned up the old yellow calendar in the morning.

Mu Yang snorted and rubbed the swollen old half of his face: "Mu Yun, you dare to hit the old lady, don't forget, if it were not for my uncle's care, you could still have a good life like today."

Mu Yun's suffocation was over, and then she remembered that Mu Yang was the niece of the village head's wife: "Okay, Lao Tzu was annoyed. I asked a doctor to grab some medicine. Why didn't Yang Er wake up when I went out?"

When he remembered that he had missed a delicious breakfast, he hated him. He hated Mu Yang's not calling him, and he hated Mu Rouzang's dead girl who did not recognize his elders.

The fat Yang Muyang was honest a lot in the end: "Isn't Yang Er unhappy!"

Before she finished speaking, Mu Yun's hand was patted **** the dinner table, and the remaining vegetable juice in the vegetable bowl was splashed everywhere.

"You listen to my words. My son is going to her house in the morning. I thought the whole family would go over to her house and have a breakfast. By the way, my son would n’t let him go. The dead girl is going to sew her son. New sister-in-law. "

Mu Yang's abacus was fine, and a thick cotton quilt also cost dozens of pennies. She still did not see Mu Rouzang using fine cotton.

Mu Yun was unhappy. He did n’t have any new sister-in-law as a laozi. This son ’s new one was worn, but it ’s hard to say. He was afraid that it might be said that he robbed his son ’s clothes and passed it to Widow ’s ear. Not good.

I also think of Mu Roosang's big fat pigs, and dozens of big fat chickens. If I can get some to please Widow Li, I will not be able to follow him in the bed.

"Dead mother-in-law, if you say we'll get another thing from her house ..."

When Mu Yang's heart moved, she only talked about things that could make money. The bad water in her head was faster than anyone else: "Hey, it's not, we are her uncle and uncle!" , There is an older brother on her! "Mu Yun naturally knew what Mu Yang's idea was.

"Hum, or just sell it together ..." Mu Yang was just angry and said casually, what is the virtue of a man, would she not know?

"You're really not stupid. You didn't see that dead girl now.

Mu Yang's words opened a seam in his heart. Although he scolded Mu Yang on his mouth, he felt that this method was feasible, but he only needed some helpers.

"I can't rush, I tell you not to go outside and say, if the wind leaks, hum!"

Mu Yun looked at her with a sneer and said, "If you dare to say a word, roll Lao Tzu back to her family to eat!"

Mu Yang's heart was cold. Would Mu Yun be taking her away for that widow? I secretly hate Widow Li for not being chastity, and she hangs around | Quotations | Wild men, ca n’t wait to chop her, but she does n’t hate Mu Yun so much, no matter how it is her husband, all this is wrong with Widow Li, But she forgot that the flies don't sting seamless eggs.

Regardless of Mu Yun's usual family affairs, he still has the final say in this family. Mu Yang's usually dominates outside, and when he returns home, Mu Yun disagrees. She would not dare to oppose her by using her ten guts.

"Then what should we do, haven't you seen it? I heard the village said that the dead girl's family had made a lot of money this time. I heard that the dead boy of Hibiscus still went to the county with the village chief. The village bought ten acres of good land. "

Ten acres of good land is worth forty-two silver. One acre of good land yields about one and a half stones (one hundred and twenty kilograms are one stone. That is sixty kilograms and sixty kilograms.), He rents to others to take away the public grain, and he himself One year of chewing at home is enough.

Mu Yang's thoughts became more and more beautiful: "Then we have to think of a way, just the ten acres of land plus a few acres of our family, hehe, when Feng'e marries into a high gate family, we two can also be big landlords Now. "

She had never thought about it, wouldn't she hate her when she scolded her eldest daughter like that before? Or she thought in her mind that her daughter had come out of her own belly, and that scolding was taken for granted, not to mention Mu Feng'e was more affectionate than the couple.

Mu Yun gave her a vicious glance at her, hum, just like this? If he has money, he must marry a big girl.

"Okay, let's not talk about it. Today, my nephew went to the county seat to buy farmland. What a joy to say!"

Mu Yun clung tightly to her old-fashioned futon satin robe. This high-quality item was the clothes of Mr. Zhou's former clothes. This time, Mu Qingxi ordered the girls to pack a lot of unwanted old clothes and give them to the two. Anyway, she can also hold down the facade, so as not to lose her face so much.

"Oh, why did I forget this stubborn! Feng Ye came over and went with your mother to your cousin's house, let's go eat big fish and big meat."

The two were facing each other just now, and now it was so good that they could change the oil in the honey before they remembered their little daughter.

Mu Yun was running out of money and couldn't go to Widow Li. He was very upset and saw Mu Yang's slow-tempered tone: "Hurry up, your **** didn't eat in the morning, grind, I tell you to go Do n’t look for it late, watch your skin carefully! "

He didn't look at it either. Now it's not until noon. One of the hibiscuses of the family went to the county town early in the morning, and they couldn't get back before dinner at the latest. Mu Yun thought of the sour water in the fat chicken and fatty meat, and he couldn't understand a dead girl and a half-large dead boy. The life was better than his family.

Mu Yang's picked up Mu Fengyi and walked into the room. He stretched out his hands and rubbed the red and swollen half of his face, and gave a secret sip: Don't let the old woman catch it because of the **** who has the ability to steal.

Mu Yang's rashly cleaned himself, and took a picture of his swollen face in front of the water tank. He secretly hated Mu Yun's long-standing husband and wife relationship, and had to find a piece of floral cloth and wrap it around his head.

Fortunately, it is now covered by the cold winter moon, and the villagers can't see a three, five, or six.

It was already noon when the Mu Yun family did not quarrel and clean up.

Mu Rouzang looked at the cold weather and wanted to pack more dumplings in the tank. The meat filling was already processed in the space when she was not in the house in the morning.

The noodles she uses are different from those of other people's homes. They use whole eggs and come out. The noodles that are scooped out are particularly powerful. Whether they are knives or dumplings, the taste is more delicious than ordinary. .

Mu Yun's family came to the gate of Mu Rou Sang courtyard, and because of Mu Yi Yang's presence on the day, the gate of the family's courtyard was not put on a bolt.

Mu Yun kicked the door open, Mu Yi Yang was sitting next to the brazier in the temple room, reading and literacy. When he heard the door rang, he ran out to take a look. It was his father and mother who came and hurried forward and shouted: "Dad, mother!"

"Did that dead girl make you a bitch?" Mu Yang led Mu Fengyu out of behind Mu Yun and asked about it as soon as he came up.

Muyi Yang didn't know what to do with her old mother: "Mother, what Sister Sang said was not counted."

The general Mu Yun heard him dizzy for a while, and waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, then the dead girl is at home! We are here for lunch."

Mu Rouzang just opened a few eggs, poured some white flour into the basin, heard the noise in the yard, and ran out to have a look, his face was dark, and he didn't even look at the people in the yard. Run to his room.

Seeing Mu Ruosangli ignored him, he turned away and was very upset: "Stop, you dead girl, your mouth is sawn, and you will not shout when you see the elders. There are dog things that are not taught by mothers. "In his conception, Mu Rouzang belongs to someone else's house sooner or later, and is not his Mu family.

Mu Rouzang rolled his eyes, turned his head and ran into the room to quickly pull out a large lock, and "click!" In her house, there were still more than three hundred and two silver tickets. Besides those rabbit blankets and new quilts, these could not be seen for those two evils.

When she heard Mu Yun's scolding, she sneered as if she was barking at the dog and turned to hide in the stove room.

Mu Yang's rushed to the stove house long ago. Two large basins were placed on the chopping board of the stove house. He opened the lid and took a look. He opened his mouth and scolded him again: "Your prodigal girl, OK, you Is there an elder in my eyes, and he has delicious secretly hiding away to eat, my gosh, there is a pot full of meat filling. "

Mu Yang's really wanted to bring the two pots home this time. She did so when she thought so, picked up the two pots and left. Mu Rouzang stood at the door of the stove with a smile: "Uncle Mother, what are you doing? "