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    date="2021-11-16"

    title="Chapter 60"

    weight="147528"

    series = ["Strict Wife of the ’70s Manages the Household"]

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    "You shut up!" Lin Lan picked up a cabbage dumpling and stuffed it into Sanwang's mouth.

    In order to take care of Dawang Sanwang, they also ordered a pot of cabbage and pork dumplings.

    Dumplings are fished on a tray of sorghum stalk nails, so that it cools quickly, so that the children will not be anxiously scalding their mouths.

    When Lin Lan was about to go up, Han Qingsong took it.

    Lin Lan greeted the children to go to the kang, "There is no money in the meat dumplings, only the blessed dumplings. Whoever eats it counts."

    There is a cent of money, red dates, and brown sugar in tofu dumplings. If you eat money, you will make a fortune in the new year. If you eat dates, you will be happy for the new year.

    Anyway, it has a good meaning.

    Lin Lan's coins have been cooked and disinfected and clean.

    As soon as Sanwang heard it, he hurriedly went to the kang, picked up a blessed dumpling and ate it, "Wow, it's quite delicious? Brother, you have to taste it and smell it."

    The fillings inside have been fried with lard. The water is locked in the tofu and vermicelli. There is no excess water to eat, but the fillings are plump and juicy, and the taste is excellent.

    Sanwang eats his eyes brightly.

    Dawang tasted it and his eyes lit up. It was indeed delicious.

    The children were full of praise and praised Linlan's delicious food.

    Seeing that they all love to eat, Lin Lan bowed her eyebrows. For workers, it is the happiest for others to appreciate the fruits of their labor.

    "This is also the contribution of the second brother. He spends his time every day in order to make good food for us."

    The children were grateful to Erwang and praised him for his delicious cooking.

    Erwang was also happy, feeling full of strength in his body, and the previous hard work was worth it.

    Sanwang eats vegetarian dumplings with his stomach in order to eat money.

    You can eat a date after a while and a candy in a while, but you can't get any money.

    He was anxious, "Mother, how much money have you wrapped up?"

    Lin Lan smiled, "Everything is nine, nine or nine long source."

    Han Qingsong picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth, biting out a coin.

    Lin Lan smiled and said, "Director Han gets rich! It's a blessing to eat money in the first bite."

    She stretched out her hand, and Han Qingsong put the coin in her hand.

    For a moment, Dawang squeaked in his mouth, and paid a sum of money. Everyone immediately congratulated him.

    Er Wang took a look, and picked one from the transmission plate with chopsticks, "Haha, this one is also rich."

    He bit, sure enough, hard, a penny coin.

    Mai Sui also learned his trick, and immediately looked for those deflated dumplings that looked like rich.

    Sanwang also started to learn, but found a few red dates and brown sugar, but he didn't find any money, so he was in a hurry.

    I'm very supportive!

    Xiaowang was learning chopsticks, so he was afraid of falling, so he clamped it carefully, accidentally breaking the dumpling, revealing the white coin.

    "Wow, Xiaowang is getting rich!" Mai Sui quickly reminded him when he saw it.

    Xiaowang happily took out the coin and gave it to Sanwang: "Let's give it to you."

    Sanwang: "..."

    "You have all eaten, but I haven't." He was a little depressed, but he couldn't hold his stomach! ! !

    Lin Lan stimulated him: "Little brother, I haven't had it either."

    Sanwang glanced at her, "But your man, your sons and daughters have all eaten it, isn't it that you have money when they get rich?"

    Everyone laughed.

    Mai Sui said: "Don't worry, if I have money, you have money. If I make money, I will give you pocket money."

    Sanwang immediately stretched out his hand and said, "Don't lie to the children, they will be more ugly as they grow."

    Mai Sui: "..." I just coaxed you and was trapped by you. She stretched out her hand to pull the hook with him, "I didn't lie to you."

    Sanwang immediately got excited, and put the dumplings into the wheat ear bowl with chopsticks: "Sister, this must be rich."

    Maisui touched his stomach: "Why don't you eat it yourself."

    "I can't hold it anymore, I can eat more than you." His trousers were untied, revealing his swollen belly.

    Lin Lan played him, bang bang, "It's cooked!"

    Han Qingsong picked one up and placed it in a Sanwang bowl.

    Sanwang's eyes lit up: "Father, really?"

    Han Qingsong: "Try it."

    Sanwang can believe his father, so he just picks it up and eats it, "Hey!" He laughed with joy, "Sure enough, Sanwang is rich, brother Sanwang is rich, Wangwangwang!"

    Everyone laughed, and Lin Lan was busy reminding them not to choke and swallow them before talking.

    Lin Lan smiled and said: "Let's make a fortune in the New Year, prosperous, not bad."

    The prosperous underneath "barked" in response to the scene.

    Dawang rewarded it with a blessed dumpling, and Wangwang immediately licked Dawang's feet after eating it.

    The children ate with round belly, each holding their belly crooked on the kang, listening to the New Year’s celebration on the radio, they all felt that this year was really, really happy.

    Han Qingsong saw that the children were too full to eat, so he opened his mouth to eat.

    Lin Lan watched him picking up dumpling skins to eat, so she hurriedly stopped him, "You eat these round and round ones first, and save the ones for frying and frying."

    Saying auspicious words for the New Year, the dumplings are broken, not broken, but hit. When the dumplings are served, they will ask: "Isn't there in the dumplings?" The dumplings will shout: "Mid!" It is also very interesting.

    Han Qingsong looked at her suddenly, picked up the wine bottle, "Drink?"

    Lin Lan: "...you drink, I don't drink, I don't like to drink."

    Han Qingsong leaned in close to her, "...the amount of alcohol is not good."

    Lin Lan quickly lowered her head and pretended to drink dumpling soup.

    Han Qingsong's ear canal: "It's okay, not like the Pi boy drunk crazy."

    Lin Lan cleared her throat and pretended not to know, "I don't know what to say."

    Han Qingsong saw that her ears were red on the side of her neck, so she didn't say anything.

    Lin Lan hurriedly picked up a bowl of cabbage and pork stuffing for him, planning to cover his mouth with dumplings.

    Han Qingsong was born in Xingwu, with a lot of exercise and a fast metabolism, so he has a lot of appetite.

    Normally he eats 70% full. After all, there are so many children in the family that cooking a good meal is not enough by itself.

    But the Chinese New Year meal must be full, which indicates a good harvest in the coming year, and Lin Lan has enough dumplings to eat, so he will eat it openly.

    He is not slow to eat, but he is not rude, and there is a standard beauty between the rise and fall of the chopsticks.

    She smiled and said, "Aren't all your troops grabbing food?" He could still maintain this posture.

    Han Qingsong paused, "I grabbed it with my hand during the first two years."

    Chopsticks can't keep up.

    "Later, they couldn't steal me." There was a smile in his eyes.

    Lin Lan smiled at him and gave him another bowl, "Don't worry, chew a little bit for digestion."

    She talked to him like coaxing a child again, her eyes soft as honey that could drown people.

    Han Qingsong stopped his chopsticks. He felt hot all over, and he couldn't stand it. He wanted to kiss her.

    But she was obviously embarrassed, she was looking away from him, and then secretly glanced at him.

    Han Qingsong looked at her deeply, suddenly put down the bowl, grabbed her hand, and kissed her.

    If it weren't for a child, he would kiss her on the lips directly, making her breathless and never dared to peek at him like this.

    Lin Lan exclaimed.

    "Oh" Sanwang also exaggerated exclaimed immediately: "Father is eating Niang's hand! Hahaha!" He grabbed Dawang's hand and took a bite.

    Although he was listening to the radio, his eyes were monitored from time to time, and he was caught by it as expected.

    Dawang threw him away in pain, and wanted to hit him with disgust.

    He immediately dragged Xiao Wang over, Xiao Wang raised his little tender paw, "Brother, I'll eat it for you."

    Mai Sui grabbed Xiaowang's hand and kissed him, "It's smelling!"

    Xiao Wang took it seriously and gave him his hand one by one, and then gave it to his second brother. Er Wang ate it very much.

    Sanwang also snatched it over to chew, but he was not serious or serious. Xiaowang still remembered that his shoulder hurts when he chewed, so he immediately stretched out his feet and said, "I'll eat your feet!"

    "Ah-help, I'm stinky -" Sanwang made the appearance of falling to the ground, just about to say that he was so stinky, remembering that Lin Lan was not allowed to die during the New Year, so he just said nonsense.

    "Hahaha..." The children leaned forward with a smile on the kang.

    Lin Lan was blushing at first, but now she also smiled and curled her eyebrows. He squeaked Sanwang in the past, and Xiao Wang gave Lin Lan his little cheek again.

    Lin Lan hugged several children and made a fuss.

    Sanwang was full of melancholy, squeezing his throat, "Mother, do you love me or not!"

    林岚:“……爱,我可爱……揍你啦!”

    三旺看她要追打自己,立刻往窗台躲,“你揍人家,不值得人家爱。”

    Lin Lan finally held Sanwang down, grinning, "Do you remember to eat or not, I'll make you perfect!"

    She tore off Sanwang's socks and scratched the soles of his feet.

    This is the ultimate killer.

    Sanwang immediately begged for mercy, "Don't dare, never dare again!"

    Seeing Lin Lan quarreling with them like a child, Han Qingsong unknowingly smiled, his eyes were gentle that he didn't even know.

    Soon Lin Lan and the children couldn't hold it anymore. They fell asleep when playing around, and couldn't take off their clothes one by one.

    Sanwang rested on Dawang's legs and put his feet on Erwang's chest, while Xiaowang slept soundly on Lin Lan's chest, pouting his butt.

    Maisui moved to the north kang, got into his bed, wrapped himself tightly, and slept very soundly.

    Han Qingsong first took Xiao Wang back and put him in place, then he straightened the children and covered them with a big quilt.

    Finally, he took Lin Lan back to the Xijian Kang, and helped her take off her cotton coat and cover her with a quilt.

    Han Qingsong lay beside Lin Lan, supporting her head with her hand, watching her sound asleep.

    A lantern hung on the door frame, shining brightly on her eyebrows, making him feel better than before.

    He suddenly remembered how she had been drunk before.

    He settled the conflict on the eldest brother's side, and wanted to go home to see his wife and children first, and then go to Han Yongfang.

    When the children were playing in the yard, he entered the house and found her lying on the side of Xiaowang's head, holding a tea bowl in one hand, as if she was about to slide on the ground at any time.

    He hurried forward to pick her up, but she wanted to toast him.

    When a person is drunk, most of them use alcohol to relieve their sorrows and drink boring wine. It seems that she was wronged and returned to drink boring wine.

    He suddenly became flustered.

    He took the tea bowl away to pick her up, but she hooked his neck with her arms.

    She drank the wine, her cheeks were red and her eyes were turbulent, and her eyes hooked him softly and charmingly.

    He bowed his head to kiss her, but she hid slightly, "Han Qingsong...I think...has a boyfriend."

    Han Qingsong: "..."

    He hugged her to the kang and wanted to cover it with a quilt, but she hooked her neck and refused to let go.

    "Good." He took her hand and wanted to pull it down.

    "No." She pursed her red lips slightly and looked at him, "Han Qingsong."

    Han Qingsong looked at her: "It's me."

    "Do you...know what love is?" She blinked, but her eyes were blurred.

    He wanted to kiss her, but she leaned back, "...are you worth my love?"

    His heart was hit by something, and the unclear feeling of strangeness spread all over his body.

    He rubbed her cheek with the tip of his nose, his voice was low and hoarse, "What do you think?"

    She didn't speak, she leaned softly in his arms, rubbing like a kitten, muttering: "...Han Qingsong, do you love me..."

    He kissed her lips, this time she didn't hide, and fell asleep.

    He hugged her like that, looked at her deeply, lost in thought.

    He couldn't say why. Her words caused a great shock in his heart, as if he was suddenly touched in a field that no one had ever set foot in.

    Maybe he thought of Lin Lan from his sister-in-law, maybe she was shocked when she suddenly showed a soft and sad side when she was drunk.

    Lin Lan, who is calm and optimistic, full of wisdom, and comfortable with life, has such a fragile side in her heart.

    He didn't know whether his statement was correct or not, anyway, it was like that. He didn't seem to give his woman a full sense of security.

    I still remember that he had just returned, and the old lady made things difficult for her. She yelled about divorce. She was obviously more afraid of divorce than his sister-in-law.

    Obviously, she has changed.

    That was the first time he looked at her seriously and found that there was something in her eyes. She became positive, cheerful, optimistic, and full of wisdom.

    It was very attractive and made him want to know more.

    Because she was drunk, he was a bit impatient when he went to mediate the conflict. He was full of boyfriends and love or not. Finally, he directly invited Han Yongfang to his house and calmed down the old lady who was still trying to make trouble.

    He almost didn't want to waste a minute outside, rushing home, he could settle down when he saw her.

    Now lying on the kang, lying next to her, want to take a closer look at her.

    The dim light enveloped her, reflecting her pretty face in a subtle way, as he knew it.

    Tonight, it was the first time he looked at her seriously-with his heart, he even wanted to see all of her in her, not just her face, eyes, and body.

    If it was a gun, no matter how complicated it was, he could take it apart and take a look inside.

    But this is a soft woman, her hair is soft, her eyes are soft, her lips are soft, her body is soft, everything is soft, even her bones are soft.

    This is another strong woman, her shoulders are hard, her backbone is hard, her character is also hard, she seems to be hard-hearted, fearless, and not afraid of anything.

    If she exchanged with her sister-in-law today, she would probably fall the table and call for divorce.

    divorce?

    He never thought about it.

    Married and having children, whether it is good or not, it will last a lifetime. The parents are all over here, and he is no exception.

    The comrades in arms also said that marriage is when men and women get together, women give birth to men, and men make money to support the family so that women can live a good life.

    No one has said that marriage is a matter of love or not.

    Now she asked him whether he was worthy of her love, and she asked him whether he loved her.

    If she didn't ask, he would never consider such a nasty question for the rest of his life, and such an irritating word would never be used by a person like him.

    He actually doesn't understand what love is.

    He only knew that the nature of soldiers is loyalty.

    Loyal to the country, loyal to the party, loyal to the people, loyal to the family.

    Be loyal to his wife.

    Be nice to her all life, just want to sleep with her alone, work hard to make money to support the family, let her live comfortably with her children, and her smile is getting sweeter and sweeter.

    Although he doesn't understand love, he is sure that she is what he wants, and that's it for the rest of his life.

    If this is love, then he loves Iraq deeply.

    ...

    What about her, will she love him? In addition to being her man, is he the one who belongs to her love?

    This question made him frown, and there was a strange feeling surging in his heart that he couldn't tell what it was.

    Not so good.

    He stretched out his hand and gently stroked her soft cheeks, eyebrows, nose, lips, and chin, imagining that because he became more beautiful and moving, an uncontrollable impulse surged into his heart.

    Maybe he was a little heavier. She frowned slightly and murmured, "Brother, hug." Then she plunged into his arms like a kitten, looking for the most comfortable position, with her face pressed against his chest. Rubbed.

    His heart burst into a sudden, if something disintegrated, he couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

    Before dawn, Han Qingsong also failed to understand this philosophical proposition that has plagued mankind for thousands of years.

    He also felt that he should really study. He has little education and no culture. The things of these profound cultural people feel that they are hundreds of times more complicated than the most sophisticated weapons and the most subtle tactics.

    He really couldn't figure it out.

    Then he used his military qualities, simply and rudely chopped up the entanglement in his head, burned it to ashes and threw it out of the sky.

    Humph, only those cultural people who wear leather shoes, comb their greasy heads, and wear glasses will think about these painful things when they are full.

    She is his daughter-in-law and sleeping in his arms, thinking about those who don't have it, it's really confusing.

    He hugged her tightly, kissed her lips, kissed her cheek, and kissed her for a long time before he fell asleep contentedly.

    ...

    The biological clock made Han Qingsong wake up early the next day, and the feelings and doubts that had been born out of many factors last night were also deeply pressed in the bottom of his heart, and there were no waves.

    It was the handsome, upright, solemn and silent Han Qingsong, but the eyes that looked at Lin Lan softened involuntarily.

    On the first day of the new year, he did not blow the whistle of morning exercises, and went for a run on the southern road by himself, doing regular training projects.

    After have enough daily exercise, will come back from running and say a happy new year to the people on the road.

    The first day of the new year is the time for New Year's greetings. They are not young, and there are children and younger generations, so there must be someone in the family.

    He prepared Lin Lan to go out to play with other women, so he walked around early, and several uncles and Dadas all went to kowtow and asked how many bowls of dumplings they had eaten.

    Then he abducted and went to his parents.

    After Lin Lan and the child left last night, there was a lot of noise in the old house for a long time.

    The old lady Han saw that the grandson had also betrayed her, and she was so angry that she scolded her mother, "You said how good your grandfather and I are to you, you are the grandson. That's how you treated us?"

    Haotian didn't know how to speak, and after he finished speaking, he would not say anything. Anyway, he would endure whatever the old lady scolded him. He was her grandson, so she scolded if she wanted to scold him.

    But he must justify a few words when scolding his mother.

    So the old lady was so angry that her daughter would give her a rope and hang herself in front of her son and grandson, "Don’t make me feel better, don’t have a good life! If you want to leave me for a good day, no way! I’ll just look at me. I'm dead, people won't poke your spine! Did you make the old man angry alive!"

    The old lady wanted to sell miserably if she didn't succeed, but she couldn't swallow that breath anyway, and she couldn't see that Sister Han was also free to go.

    The most honest sister-in-law Han made her rebellion. If she succeeds, it will make her feel that she has failed in her entire life.

    Even the words her mother-in-law scolded her before seemed to be right, and the confrontation with her mother-in-law became my own fault.

    When she was not dead, she scolded her for being alone, cursing that no one would serve her when she was old, and now that no one of the three daughters-in-law wanted to serve her.

    If she admits it, everything is her fault!

    So she didn't admit it, and if she didn't let her grandson split up and stand on her own, she would toss them.

    Why do you stand on your own when you are underage? Either they were driven out from the house, or they were two-hearted and did not live with the family.

    "I'm self-reliant, so I'll do the funeral first. I see who dares to marry you in the future!" Old lady Han was willing to go out.

    The eldest grandson wants to take the mother out, regardless of the mother, the middle, if you leave, the mother will be hanged, not as a burden to you!

    Look at ten miles and eight villages, who doesn't poke your backbone!

    Who would dare to tell you a daughter-in-law to be your daughter-in-law!

    Seeing her making too much noise, Han Qingsong quietly invited Han Yongfang.

    When Han Yongfang entered the door, he heard the old lady scolding and seeking death. He coughed heavily, "What is this for the Chinese New Year? It is true that the whole team has heard it. Dare to come to pay you New Year's greetings? Do you want to stop walking with the villagers in the future?"

    This is quite a heavy statement, after all, they are all people who want face.

    The old head Han hurried down to meet Han Yongfang, "Brother Secretary, what are you here?"

    "If I don't come, do you have to make trouble until fifteen? It's true, how old are you, still can't think of it?" Han Yongfang came by himself, without his captain, holding his face on his back and holding his eyebrows. Wrinkled into a Sichuan character.

    He was already serious, and he was even more scary now, and he was not polite, "Why are we alive? Isn't it just for the prosperity of the house full of people? Isn't it just for the children and grandchildren to see the ancestors? Light? When I was young, I was suffering and tired. When I was old, who wouldn't want to enjoy the blessing. Comparing my heart to my heart, I have been a son and daughter-in-law, so why can't I be more generous?"

    The old lady Han held her trouser belt in her hand, and she covered her face and cried, "Brother, come and support me. This is going to kill me alive-my mother-there is no way to survive. La."

    "Okay, you didn't see you crying like this when your mother-in-law died." The old party secretary ruthlessly prodded her without saving any face.

    At that time, the old lady's mother-in-law stretched her neck for a few days and finally died. Not only did she not cry, she was also happy. The people who came to the funeral looked particularly dazzling.

    After all, everyone wants face, no matter how much grievances there are, the deceased is great, even if you are happy in your heart, you still have to pretend to be sad and cry a few times.

    But the old lady's smile is disrespectful, and most people don't like it.

    This is also the biggest black history of Mrs. Han.

    Especially at the moment when the old lady is talking about the daughter-in-law again, the villagers will dig out the old things and chew them again. Although the old gossip has been dull and tasteless, but with the addition of new materials, the daughter-in-law of the year became a mother-in-law, and now he is talking about his own daughter-in-law, and the three daughters-in-law do not want to spend with her.

    This will have a taste, so that those in the village who know the old things will really enjoy the gossip, and this year is especially fragrant.

    Han Yongfang generally doesn't like to intervene in other people's housework. After all, he is also a father-in-law and can't guarantee how well he does it.

    Han Qingyun told him several times and told him to persuade the old man and the old lady to separate their families quickly and stop making trouble all day.

    He didn't say a word.

    Intervene in other people's housework, offend others, if you don't do it well, if you don't deal with it well, it will make people hold grudges.

    Only this time Han Qingsong looked for him, and he gave Han Qingsong face.

    And the old lady tossed too much.

    After being criticized by someone more dignified and older than herself, Mrs. Han became dumb.

    When Han Yongfang said that Hao Tianfen was allowed to go out and stand on his own, and to lend them two houses in the brigade, the old lady Han covered her heart and said that she was distressed and she was not working.

    Han Yongfang waved his hand directly, "Don't be afraid, I have it. The barefoot doctor will come with his foot."

    Old lady Han doesn't hurt anymore.

    Han Yongfang saw that she stopped making noise, and didn't say much, "That's it. You will be separated when you are in the eighth and ninth day. Stop making noise, I have to be busy with the Chinese New Year. This is really a big Chinese New Year. "After speaking, he left.

    The old head Han escorted him to the door. Han Yongfang glanced at him and remembered how he was when he was a child, and said with an aura: "It's really seven years old."

    The old head Han said, not understanding what he meant.

    Han Yongfang stared at the old man for a while, and saw that he had been stooped, his old eyes dim, and his nose dragged.

    Han Yongfang couldn't say the heavy words that came to his lips. After all, the old man was a few years younger than him. How could he look older than him?

    Han Yongfang sighed heavily. Every family has hard-to-read scriptures. To live and live is to live in confusion.

    "You, have a good life, how can you live like this. Smoke less and listen more to your third child." Han Yongfang patted the old man on the shoulder and shook his head and walked away.

    Just like this, the old lady was completely faceless, so angry that she was ill and couldn't afford to lie on the kang, and wanted her daughters-in-law to serve her.

    Sister Han tears her face, it is impossible to pay attention to her. Lin Lan's family has left early. Han Qingsong doesn't say anything, and no one dares to call her. Er Sister Han knows that she pretends to be sick, and even ignores her, so she licks her lips directly, "At this time, my daughters don’t Serving, who is serving?"

    One can imagine how angry the old lady was.

    Han Qingsong came over this morning. Before she got up, she kept groaning. Looking at Han Qingsong, she mumbled, "Why don't your daughter-in-law bring your children to me for New Year's greetings."

    Han Qingsong: "Waiting for my mother to get up."

    The old head Han got up, sitting in the hall and smoking a dry cigarette. He is becoming more and more silent now, and the smoke is getting more and more fierce, and where he is, the smoke will choke people for a while.

    Soon Big Brother Han and Second Brother also got up one after another, and they didn't have the spirit to pay a New Year's greeting, and they hummed casually. The two brothers sat at the door one by one, like the two door gods, with the same frown.

    Han Qingsong is not a delicate person. He can't say anything to comfort people, so he only pays New Year's greetings to the scene.

    Hearing Han Qingsong coming, sister-in-law Han and the child came out of the house to pay a New Year greeting and said a few words.

    They didn't say much because the old lady was humming and cursing in the room.

    Sister Han took the dry food and took the two children to clean up the two rooms, thinking that she would live in at night and never come back to be angry.

    Brother Han stood up and wanted to follow up and help.

    Old lady Han started coughing in the room, "Boss, pour me a drink, I'm going to die of thirst."

    The eldest brother had to pour her water.

    Han Qingsong sat in the hall and choked people, and then went to sit in the courtyard. No one came to pay a New Year's greetings for a long time.

    Because there was a faceless disturbance at home last night, after the New Year’s Eve dinner, there were originally adults and children who came to visit the New Year, but later found that things were not quite right. Naturally, they won't come over this morning to make people embarrassed.

    Anyway, Sanfang has already worshipped, so he will be a representative.

    Brother Han looked at the sister-in-law who was going out, "Brother, sister-in-law doesn't cook?"

    Brother Han didn't say a word, he just sighed, and the old Han head just vomited.

    Brother Han thought for a while, and called his wife, "You and Gold Jade are cooking together, and you can't skip meals as a family. It's on the first day of the new year."

    Only then did Han Ersao get up reluctantly and call the children to pay a New Year greeting to Han Qingsong.

    Han's sister-in-law saw that my sister-in-law hadn't gotten up yet, she didn't want to move, complaining: "This bowl is broken, and the wotou is gone. The dried sweet potatoes have to be steamed. What do you mean by doing this."

    She was unwilling to serve the family, so she was naturally full of complaints, especially at this time when Han Jinyu wanted to sleep until the sun was three feet high, and she was even more unhappy.

    Brother Han went to the penthouse and knocked on the window, "Jinyu, get up and help your second wife cook."

    Han Jinyu shouted angrily: "They are all dead, let me serve you?"

    She cried all night, her throat was hoarse, her eyes were swollen, where is the face to see people?

    The old lady Han took the crutches and knocked on the edge of the kang.

    In front of Han Qingsong, Han Er's sister-in-law didn't have a good attack. Anyway, she had to eat at home, so she had to be beaten and beaten to do it.

    After a while, Han Jinyu got up, pulled her blush and her eyes looked sad. She didn't say hello to Han Qingsong, didn't even look at him, just waited for Han Qingsong to speak to her on his own initiative.

    As a result, Han Qingsong didn't take the initiative to speak at all as if he hadn't seen her.

    Han Jinyu was about to cry aggrievedly.

    There used to be sister-in-law Han who had three meals a day. Without others, she took the rice and made it. Everyone ate ready-made.

    Now sister-in-law Han is picking up her son, and all of a sudden the family is playing around, staring with big eyes and small eyes.

    Han Qingsong discovered that without the hard work of Sister Han, this home suddenly became like an old machine, almost shutting down and unable to operate.

    He stood in the room for a while, thinking about his home full of laughter and laughter, as if he was in two worlds.

    Han Jinyu and Han Er's sister-in-law were still there complaining to each other, and they complained that the sister-in-law was picking up her children and doing all the work for them.

    Han's sister-in-law: "Sister, please burn the fire, I will put the pot."

    Han Jinyu: "Why make me burn?"

    Han Jinyu didn't want to burn fire, he was too dirty, because it would make soil all over his head.

    Han Er's sister-in-law snorted, "Then you fill the pot and I will make the fire. Don't forget to cut the pickles."

    Han Jinyu prepared reluctantly. Either one dropped or the other spilled, making a mess.

    Ersao Han didn't care about it, just set the fire on her own.

    Han Jinyu became angry: "You don't know how to help?"

    Ersao Han: "I told you to burn the fire. You want to put the pot yourself. You can't even put a pot?" Just like that, you still want to marry a city person? People in the city are afraid that women are not dead? I want you to be like this because my brain is sick?

    Han Jinyu cried aggrievedly, "Mother—"

    The old lady Han was still pretending to be sick, and she didn't want to get up, and sighed Yin, "Jinyu, just learn, you will have to cook with your second sister-in-law in the future."

    Ersao Han said immediately: "Don't point at me, we also have to be separated."

    Sister-in-law is gone, if the family is not separated, all the housework will be entrusted to her. Serving the family, young and old, as well as the old lady and Han Jinyu?

    She can't do it!

    She is not a cow or a horse!

    Ersao Han can see the situation best.

    The old lady Han was so angry that she beat the kang, but the second brother Han did not support her, and did not scold her daughter-in-law.

    Sister Han is naturally not afraid. If her man dares to speak, don't even think about entering the house at night!

    Last time on the Mid-Autumn Festival, because the third family sent a bowl of meat dishes, she and Han Jinyu fought. At that time, the old lady let Han Erge beat Han Ersao.

    Brother Han just yelled a few words, where would you dare to do it? In the end, Han Er's wife could only be carried back to the house. As for whether he closed the door to teach her daughter-in-law or was taught by her daughter-in-law, only he himself knew.

    Now, he doesn't know how to beat his wife.

    Just look at the eldest brother and the youngest, the youngest will be moisturized if he doesn't beat his wife, and the eldest brother doesn't turn to his wife, that's the unlucky situation in front of him.

    Brother Han can handle it.

    This is also what Han Ersao trains him every day!

    When she first got married, the old lady Han also had to take advantage of Han Er's wife, always instructing her second son to train her daughter-in-law.

    Newlyweds, what can you not do at night?

    The second sister-in-law of Han took the second brother Han, "Fuck you, you listen to your mother so much, why don't you go to sleep on her kang?"

    So the second brother Han understood that whoever sleeps in the bed at night must listen to whoever said it.

    Now, not only do you have to sleep on Ersao Han’s bed, but it seems that you have to eat rice cooked by Ersao Han. How can Er brother Han fail to see the situation? Of course I won't offend my daughter-in-law!

    Naturally, you have to clamp your tail to be a human being, so how you say filial piety is just lip service.

    Han Jinyu finally installed the pot, and then cut the pickles, but he was clumsy and cut off the skin of his fingers all at once, causing bleeding beads.

    "Wow..." She threw the knife and cried loudly, "I cut my hand, I cut my hand."

    Ersao Han rolls her eyes to the sky, you are really stupid! Farmer, who doesn't cut a piece of skin? You are squeamish!

    The old lady Han shouted in the room to put some sugar on to stop the bleeding.

    Han Jinyu just cried and looked at Han Qingsong, wanting him to care about himself.

    Han Qingsong sat there, his face sinking like water, but he didn't mean to pay attention to her.

    Han Jinyu was about to act like a baby with him, but when Han Qingsong stood up, he greeted his parents and brothers and left.

    Seeing Han Qingsong's unfeeling departure, Han Jinyu cried louder, "Mother, look at my third brother, I don't have this family in my heart."

    Er's sister Han raised her eyebrows and gloated, "I just know, you will have to rely on yourself in the future!"

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