Mrs. Huang held her breath in her heart, her natal family was having a hard time, and she had been going to her natal family's things for decades. Now, her niece from her natal family was driven away by her son, how could she feel happy in her heart.
However, Huang Wenhai looked at Mrs. Huang with a smile and said, "Mother, my son came back this time, but he brought you two pieces of fabric. It's almost summer, so you can also make two sets of single clothes."
After hearing the words, Mrs. Huang's complexion looked a little better, and she looked at Huang Wenhai with a look of relief in her eyes.
On the one hand, Huang Wang, who was twisting the handkerchief, was very unhappy. My husband-in-law worked in the cloth dyeing workshop in the county and had the opportunity to buy cheap fabrics, but every time he had to prepare for that old man, he kicked him. Stepping into the coffin, what new clothes are you wearing?
"Okay, just go back and rest in the house. There is also the eldest daughter-in-law. Xiang'er is my niece. Don't tell me whether you are big or small. Next time, if you dare to do something next time, see if I can't kill you."
Mrs. Huang raised her voice, looked at Huang Wang with unkind eyes and warned.
Huang Wang lowered his head, as if admitting his mistake. But there was pride in the lowered eyebrows. No matter what, the money is in her own hands, the old man loves to talk about anything, as long as her husband is around, she, Wang Mei, is not afraid of anything.
Thinking about it, Huang Wangshi subconsciously rubbed against Huang Wenhai's side. The appearance of being weak and seeking protection made Huang Wenhai feel soft, and he quickly held her hand to comfort her.
Mrs. Huang fell on her back in anger, snorted coldly, turned her head and sneaked into her room, trying to keep out of sight.
However, Huang Wenhai and his wife returned to their own room gently and carelessly. When the love is strong, it will happen naturally, and of course a few words of pillow talk are indispensable.
Besides, on Chu Rong's side, they were busy until the sun went down to plant the vegetable plot in the backyard. Although she still looks bald now, her little heart can't help being excited when she thinks that she will be able to unscrupulously take out the vegetables in the farm after a while.
The next thing is to raise chickens. Originally, Chu Rong planned to go to the county to catch more than a dozen chicks to raise, but she gave up thinking of eggs, and decided to buy hens directly from the village, so that they could lay eggs.
Chu Rong washed off the dirt on her hands and feet in the back, and when she came back to the house, she saw Huang Jun'er was writing and typing seriously. She walked over and took a look. Perhaps because she was still young, her wrist was not strong enough, and although the font was regular, the ink was not evenly drawn. , and some gestures are crooked.
Puchi burst out laughing, meeting Huang Jun'er's resentful eyes, Chu Rong quickly covered her mouth, did not dare to say anything, and directly exited the Westinghouse.
Huang Jun'er couldn't help but rolled his eyes, but when he saw what he wrote, he sighed angrily and frowned. He has to work harder, the words are too ugly.
"Jin'er, stop messing with your rags and go cook with mother." Running to the east room, Chu Rong saw the little girl sitting on the edge of the kang with a sewing basket in her arms. Some of them thought they were embroidery masters.
Chu Rong's eyes were also full of sadness. She found that her two children were not attached to her in the past few days, and each of them had their own hobbies.
"Okay, here we come." Huang Jin'er carefully placed the bamboo basket on the top of the kang, and obediently got off the kang and ran to Chu Rong's lap, "What is mother going to do? I can light a fire and pick vegetables."
Chu Rong squinted her eyes, and finally got some comfort in her heart.
The dinner is quite rich, egg soup, plus corn tortillas. Chu Rong still prefers miscellaneous grains, which are rich in nutrition. You must know that in modern times, miscellaneous grains are much more expensive than rice and white noodles.
"Mother, Auntie told me today that the temple fair will be in five days, and she asked if we can go?" Huang Jin'er seemed to suddenly think of something while eating, and quickly put down the spoon, her big eyes widened, and she looked at the Chu Rong asked eagerly.
Chu Rong froze for a moment, she really didn't have much impression of the temple fair. The only ones I know are those I heard from the village. The temple fair is held once a year, and at that time, nearly 20 villages around the county will participate.
There are also many people who buy and sell things. I heard that young masters and ladies from big places will come to visit. There is no memory of it before, and after marrying into the Huang family, the original owner was never allowed to participate, which also caused the two children to never go to the temple fair.
Thinking of this, Chu Rong nodded with a smile and said, "Go, let's go with grandma's family then."
Huang Jin'er clapped her little hands and cheered when she heard the words. After a long time, she drank the egg soup quickly, turned her head and wanted to run out, and said that she was going to tell her aunt the good news.
Chu Rong couldn't help but stop him and hugged her tightly, and said helplessly, "Xiao Jin'er, you are not afraid of being picked up by a tiger when it is dark. I will talk about it tomorrow."
Huang Jin'er trembled, and hugged Chu Rong's neck tightly, for fear that she would be taken away by the tiger.
When Chu Rong saw this, she touched her nose guilty. She seemed to be bullying a child, what should I do? She felt a little unkind.
But she was really curious about the temple fair. This can be regarded as one of the few entertainment projects in ancient times, so you must take a good look around when the time comes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com