Chapter 468

Man Bao nodded deeply, "I hate them."

How dare you scold her mother? No one has ever dared to scold her mother like this since childhood.

Aunt Lai told her with a smile, "it didn't exist in those years. Although your mother had a hard time when she first married, she's not a loser. She has a hot temper. When it comes to quarrels and fights, no daughter-in-law in the village is as powerful as her."

Man Bao held his chin and listened to the story all afternoon until his legs were numb and the sunset was about to fall. Xiao Qian couldn't find the children in the yard until he knew they were still listening to the story under the banyan tree.

Little Qian stood at the gate with his waist pinched and shouted in the direction of the banyan tree: "Wulang, LIULANG, manbao, eat - bring the children back quickly."

Everyone found that the sun was falling and immediately dispersed. Man Bao waved goodbye to Uncle Lai and aunt Lai, and rushed home with his brothers, nephews and nieces.

Little Qian pulled man Bao over, looked at Wu Lang and big head with a disgusted face, and asked, "you're going to roll in the mud. Look at this dirty, hurry to wash your hands and face, and eat in a minute."

She took man Bao's hand and looked. Seeing that it was not red, she nodded and said, "OK, you should wash your hands quickly."

Man Bao washed his hands, but ran directly to Qian's side, took her hand and said seriously, "Mom, I will treat you well in the future and won't let my father bully you."

Old Zhou tou, who is smoking happily on one side:

What did he do?

After man Bao and Qian's promise, they went to pull old Zhou tou's hand and said seriously: "Dad, you should listen to your mother more in the future. Don't be lazy. You didn't say it. Do lazy people dislike even shit and urine? We can't be lazy. "

Old Zhou was so angry that he roared, "did you listen to my aunt's story? Don't listen to her. If you become a gossip woman like from Wednesday, oh, no, it's a gossip man... In short, don't listen to those messy things. "

The big head immediately wiped the water on his face, ran to pull his father's hand, and said seriously: "Dad, don't worry, I'll shoot mosquitoes for you in the future. You must not be bitten by mosquitoes again."

Big Ya and three heads felt that they couldn't be too backward, so they gathered around, grabbed their father's other hand and expressed their heartfelt.

Zhou Dalang didn't know what they were talking about, but he was very happy, so he said happily, "OK, that night you photographed mosquitoes for me first, and then went to bed."

The three nodded immediately, indicating that there was no problem at all.

Zhou Dalang doesn't know why they say so, but Lao Zhou knows!

He almost knew why the three children said so, because in the past 20 years, from the moment Zhou Dalang was tied to the tree, this story has been repeated countless times by Aunt Lai.

Lao Zhou tou heard it himself and from others.

God knows that his son was tied up once, and his aunt happened to see him.

Zhou Jin's memory is also profound, because it was that time that his daughter-in-law carried Dalang back to his mother's house and let him be beaten by his brother-in-law for the first time.

Seven years ago, Zhou Yin was also a frequent visitor to her aunt's mouth. For some reason, she rarely mentioned anything about Zhou Yin in the past seven years.

But this son, this "taboo" doesn't seem to exist. He wants to know what his aunt will say about him with his toes.

Old Zhou was so angry that he shook his hands. It was all slander, and Chen sesame rotten millet came out and said

Old Zhou tou was a little underpowered.

But Qian pulled man Bao, nodded her forehead and said, "you, don't take any story seriously. Your aunt likes me and doesn't like your father. It's a little biased. Just listen to it."

Man Bao asked, "what's that father like?"

"What's your father like? You haven't seen it," Qian said softly. "What you see is more true than what you hear? And you live with your father. Do others know better than you? "

Man Bao was ashamed and said, "that's what Mr. said. If you listen one way, you'll be dark. If you listen both ways, you'll be clear."

Man Bao ran over, took Lao Zhou's hand and said with a guilty face, "Dad, I'm sorry for you."

"What, what, what dark, what bright?"

"If you listen to one side, it will be dark, and if you listen to both, it will be clear."

Old Zhou tou said simply, "I don't understand. Anyway, you have to remember that what your aunt said is wrong."

Man Bao opened his mouth and asked, "isn't it still partial?"

"What's wrong with listening? I'll ask you, do you listen to your father?"

Man Bao nods.

"That's all right, then don't listen to what my aunt said, and you guys," old Zhou pointed to Wu Lang and Zhou LIULANG who ran back with them just now. "They are all people who can talk about relatives and hang out all day, like what?"

Lao Zhou looked at Wu Lang with disgust and said, "Wu Lang, you don't run outside recently. Look at your head, face and neck. I've released the wind to marry you. I can't wait to see each other after the summer harvest and autumn harvest. How can you meet people when you're so dark?"

On Friday, Lang stared round. "But, but I have to go down to the ground for summer and autumn harvests."

His eyes were slightly bright and he asked, "Dad, can I be like the big flower sister next door and don't have to work in the field before seeing each other."

"You think beautiful," old Zhou said without thinking. "You are a boy, not a girl. What do you want to raise white?"

"... didn't you just say that?"

"I told you not to run outside when you don't have to work. You're an adult. You have to make a good start for your brothers, sisters, nephews and nieces, okay?"

Old Zhou head covered his black history very well. When he went to bed at night, he couldn't help complaining to Qian, "it's true to come to aunt. The older she is, the more she talks. She didn't do that before."

"Then you go and quarrel with her?"

Old Zhou tou muttered to one side, neither daring to go, nor willing to give up, "how about so many children? Grandchildren are getting older. What do those words sound like in their ears?"

"OK, I know what to do. Go to bed quickly."

She can tell stories to children.

It's a good name to be diligent and studious since childhood, and it's also a good name to turn back a prodigal son, isn't it?

Qian didn't regret his decision. It was a little sad in the first few years, but who had a better life from the beginning?

Life is like people drinking water. They all say that her father-in-law and mother-in-law are bad and her husband is lazy, but they are also considerate, but those outsiders can't see it.

Moreover, in addition to Zhou Yin's death, she was satisfied in her life.