Xiao Fu Lang is Born with a Good Fate

This day Xie Ning went to the stove to fry dried spicy glutinous rice and garlic sauce. Dad burned him behind the stove, and Grandma Zhou came to ask Lin Jin for questioning.

Grandma Zhou asked: "Can this black melon really sell?"

"Yes, mother, I'll know if I steam it tomorrow for you to taste." Lin Jinchao fanned in the stove.

Grandma Zhou thought of what the eldest daughter-in-law had said, and repeated: "It's all sun-dried, you can watch it yourself, you can get the money for the tomato melon."

Lin Jin didn't understand what my mother meant at first, "Mother, what do you mean, sell me this tomato melon?"

"That's what it means." Grandma Zhou nodded along.

That's a good thing, Lin Jin thought to himself, tomato melon is not expensive, so if you calculate the cost of the tomato melon, all the money earned is his family's.

I only blame him for not asking clearly, he really didn't expect his mother to do things so disgusting him. He just counted the money and handed it to Grandma Zhou. Grandma Zhou took the money and said, "If you sell it, you will pay half."

"Mother? That's not right! I bought the vegetables in my own house and sold them by myself, but the money is still going to be confiscated?" Lin Jin asked in a voice.

If this was the rule at the beginning of the family, Lin Jin would definitely have nothing to say, but there has never been such an example!

My sister-in-law took more than ten kilograms of peanuts, and the peanut crisps made were sold and half confiscated. My sister-in-law did not spend money to buy those ten kilograms of peanuts.

Both tomato melon and peanuts are grown by his family and the old four, so there is no excuse.

"I won't give it. Either the tomato melon will be sold at home, and I will make a trick to sell the money to honor my mother, or I will pay for the tomato melon, and I will hold the money." I'm going to separate the family, I guess the reunion festival, so I didn't mention it.

"Are you going to turn the sky? Huh?" Grandma Zhou looked around for the broomstick angrily, and shouted: "I'm still alive, this family has to be my master! Do you want to be a family? You just get me out of Zhou's family! "

Xie Ning hurried to stop Grandma Zhou, his father's waist was just a little bit, and he was able to walk around, but he couldn't tell grandma to bump his father.

"Grandma, there is no such thing as you!"

On Wednesday, Feng grabbed the broom in his mother's hand, flicked it hard, threw the broom into the yard, and sighed: "Mother, let's split the house."

"What are you talking about?" Grandma Zhou raised her triangular eyes and yelled: "You are an unfilial son!"

With her temper, the shocked Zhou family gathered around.

"Anyway, mother, you have never been like me as the third child. You only have to have an eldest brother and a sixth brother. I am a lame, half a cripple, Jin Lang has a waist injury, and I can no longer share housework for the family. I'm sick, and I'm not promising in the year, and my mother can't look down on it either."

Zhou Weifeng looked at his mother, although every sentence was derogating his own person, but he knew that his mother really thought that way.

On Thursday, Feng walked up to help Grandma Zhou and said, "Brother, if you have anything to say, please don't say that."

"Unless your mother, I am dead, this family can't be divided! Third, you **** thing!" Grandma Zhou was very angry, and rushed to hammer Wednesday Feng.

Zhou Jin was a step late, and hurriedly came to protect his father when he saw it.

But he was pushed aside by his father. On Wednesday Feng held his mother's fist and stalked his neck and shouted: "That year I went to pick up the sixth child, and I should die under the cliff!"

Listening to the third child mentioning the matter again, Grandma Zhou's drooping eyelids trembled, and she stopped for a while.

"I know that the sixth child is the only scholar in the family. I broke my leg and endured the pain and carried him back because I knew that the sixth child is your son! It is your lifeblood! It is your hope for the rest of your life. !"

Grandma Zhou was frightened by the sad cry of her third son...

At that age, the sixth child was the first child in the family. Wen Shu and Jinnian were still enlightened in the private school in the village.

The sixth child took the exam for a boy student, but he didn't know the sky and earth, so he hired a man-powered sedan chair to carry him back to the village. It happened that there was a severe drought that year, and many hungry people began to block the road and rob, the bearers dropped the sedan chair and ran away, leaving the sixth child being robbed.

They waited in the village and couldn't wait to get back to their sixth child. At that time, the head of the house had been in bed for many years, and there was one living dead. So she asked the boss to find someone.

In the end it was the youngest who carried the youngest back to the village. The youngest was only dizzy and woke up unharmed, but the youngest had broken his leg. The doctor said that he dared to walk the way and was completely abolished.

The third child never talked about that encounter, but the family watched the third child drag the broken leg and bring him back. Later, his leg was completely lame. Who would dare to say that it had nothing to do with that?

She was afraid that the third child would blame her for being a mother, so she avoided him, waiting nervously for the third child to come and complain to her.

Unfortunately, Wei Feng is a child who can't cry, so he has no milk to eat. He was silent day by day. He was afraid that his mother would feel guilty to him, so he kept silent about saving the sixth child. His mother did not listen to him or care about him, and finally began to ignore him. He was aggrieved at the beginning, but after a long time, he felt that this was also good, my mother was not guilty, and he had eaten all this pain, let this matter sink.

At that time, Saturday Feng knelt in front of him and swore: Third brother, sixth brother, this life is yours, don't worry, Shannian is my nephew, but I regard him as my son!

Only half a year later, the sixth brother married a daughter-in-law, and he immediately regarded him as the third brother, and he didn't even know Zhou Jinian.

In the past ten years, he has become more and more disappointed, and this family has become more and more unable to accommodate him.

Ten years later, ten years later, Grandma Zhou finally heard that the third child was crying, and the third child was going to be breast-feeding.

Grandma Zhou took out the broken silver she had just taken from Lin Jin and handed it to Wednesday Feng. She said softly, "It’s a bad mother, San'er, this family can’t be divided. Mother will return the money to you. Later, you think What's the matter, is it okay for my mother to rely on you?"

"Mother, please, San'er..." The old lady cried like this, but she felt a bit regretful.

Even though everyone else agrees with Wednesday Feng's idea of ​​dividing the family, but seeing their mother bend down and look pitiful, they can't bear to raise a mouth here.

Daughter-in-law Zhou would pretend to be, and she used to help Grandma Zhou to pretend to say: "The third brother is dizzy, mother, don't cry, we just don't divide the family."

She really didn't want to split up. After the split, she would have to wash, cook and serve the man, take care of her son, farming and housework, all of which she had to take care of.

It wasn't a feeling in Zhou Feng's heart. After all, it was his mother who has always been filial and respected, and was used to her strength, so he cried and begged him, and he couldn't keep talking.

Daughter-in-law Zhou is accustomed to doing the same thing, helping the old lady back to the house, and Grandma Zhou leaned on her body, her mouth ‘oh, oh,’ as if her heart was hurting.

On the matter of family separation, Feng opened his mouth for the first time on Wednesday, but the result this time was nothing.

Lin Jin wasn't a cruel heart either. He took the silver back and said nothing. Their family is determined, and when the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, they will go to the town to make a living, and pay some money to the old lady every season or every month.

Today the old third’s small yard is lively and lively, Lin Guihua brought brother Rong to help pack the vegetarian jerky. Six pieces of jerky meat are placed together, wrapped in oiled paper and squared, and there is a red "li" on the paper. It is tied with a rope so that people can buy it and carry it.

Lin Jin kept moving her hands, smiling at Brother Rong and asked, "Brother Rong, is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, like real jerky!" As soon as Brother Rong entered the yard, Lin Jin stuffed a piece. After eating, Xie Ning handed him another piece, so he was still nibbling.

"It can be kept in the sun for a long time, Brother Jin, let's go to the foot of the mountain to sell this during the Mid-Autumn Festival." After Lin Guihua finished eating, she started to get busy.

"That's the plan. I will visit the master in town tomorrow, and I will sell it on my back. If it sells well, we will do more expeditiously."

Xie Ning took a piece of vegetarian meat and ran to the room.

Zhou Jinnian was already copying the last few pages of Juan 2, and he passed a piece of dried eggplant in front of him. He was not tempted, and kept writing, "Say."

"Tomorrow I will also go to town." Xie Ning went to put his elbows on the table and took a bite of the dried eggplant in his hand.

After Zhou Jinnian finished writing the last few words on this page, he put down his pen, reached out and grabbed the dried eggplant that was missing in Ning Lang's hand, and bit by himself.

"Tomorrow, the whole family will go and take a look at the houses in Shangbei Hutong. If it is suitable, we will make a decision."

Xie Ning went to look through his closet after listening, Zhou Jinnian just followed it curiously, and did not ask. Seeing Ning Lang rummaging through the cabinet, he finally handed over a dime of broken silver.

Zhou Jinnian raised his eyebrows, "Give it to me?"

"Well! I'll take it for you to rent a house." Xie Ning was so proud, he slid into his husband's arms, and pushed the door out of the room arrogantly.

Zhou Jinnian can't laugh or cry, Xiao Fu Lang is out of the rhythm of the master, has the private money been handed in?

Grinding his teeth, Zhou Jinnian thought that it was time for Ning Lang to be clear about who was the man in this family, the man who stood up to the top of the husband!

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On Saturday, my daughter-in-law saw my five-year-old son enter the door in mud. She was so angry that she wanted to spank while holding the fan. She was afraid of getting the fan dirty, so she had to hold her breath and carry her son to change clothes.

"You can commit sins. Whose child is like you? Anyway, your father is a scholar. Why can't you even say a word in the Three-character Classic?"

"Tomorrow, if you dare to run out and play in the mud with the black egg, don't enter the house, and my mother won't want you."

"It's time to enroll next year, I see which private school wants you..."

On Saturday the daughter-in-law was rubbing mud for her son while chattering. After serving the young girl, she went to her husband’s study and whispered at her husband: "Your son is coming back in mud again today. He will go to school next year. You still don’t give him enlightenment. What if the Master doesn't accept it then?"

On Saturday Feng was holding the book, without a glance at his daughter-in-law.

His daughter-in-law got used to it too, approached and continued to say: "He is five years old and doesn’t know a single big character. He follows the black egg at the end of the village all day long. The black egg will only be a poor farmer in the future and take your son. Just play in the mud in the fields..."

Feng turned a page on Saturday and continued to read the book carefully.

Saturday’s daughter-in-law sighed, “I’m very anxious watching him grow up day by day, but I’m a woman who doesn’t know a word. It’s okay for you to be bored in this book every day...”

Saturday Feng was indifferent.

His daughter-in-law babbled and vented, but finally couldn’t talk about playing the piano to the cow. “Then you read the book carefully, and enlighten your son again next year in high school. If he had a talented father at that time, he would have won a lot of babies. It's a child."

The author has something to say: Xiao Fu Lang is going to heaven? Zhou Jinnian wants him to be unable to get down to the ground.

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