Farmer's Cannon Fodder: Listen to me, the whole family, change the plot

The Song family happily slaughtered a sheep and stewed meat. Other families might not feel much, but it would be hard for the Su family, who were separated by a wall, not to be affected.

Sheep are considered a valuable commodity for farmers. Although they cannot work in the fields as well as cows, they are not bad either.

Rams can pull sheep carts, saving energy when transporting things; ewes are even more valuable, they produce milk and give birth to lambs, the lambs can be sold and the milk can be drunk for nutrition.

Although goat milk smells pungent, it is nutritious! It is nutritious, and drinking it will make your baby grow stronger, so who cares if it smells pungent or not!

Therefore, sheep are rarely slaughtered in farmers' homes.

The mutton on the market is not cheap because wealthy families say it is nutritious.

The Song family didn’t make any particularly complicated dishes, just lamb stewed with radish.

The fragrance drifted over the wall into the Su family's yard. Old Mrs. Su liked to eat mutton, but she hadn't eaten it for a long time. She just felt a glutton running through her mind.

It's not just her, her three grandsons, Su Baogui, Su Baoshou and Su Baolu are also very greedy.

"Grandma, I'm hungry."

"Grandma, I want to eat meat."

"Grandma, when will Third Uncle come back? Will he bring meat?"

The three grandsons stood in front of Grandma Su, their faces full of anticipation.

Old Mrs. Su is essentially a son-in-law. Although she holds Su Fuzhu in her arms every day and shows off everywhere, deep down in her heart, her three precious grandchildren are still her favorites.

However, when the three children came to her and asked for food, she felt something was wrong.

She knew these three grandsons well. Even if they were greedy, they would not all come together to ask her for food, as if forcing her to go to the next door to beg for food.

In this situation, it can only be that someone is instigating it behind the scenes.

Old Mrs. Su touched her grandson's head and looked towards the main and second rooms. A figure flashed on the window of the main room. Old Mrs. Su could tell that it was definitely the eldest daughter-in-law Liu Cuixiang. The figure in the second room was the second son Su Xishan, who didn't even bother to step back.

"Wait until your third uncle comes back and then we'll have dinner. There's still half a chicken left from yesterday's stew. Grandma will make you some chicken noodle soup! My Lord, don't be greedy!" Old Mrs. Su shouted in the direction of the first and second rooms, then turned and went into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Song Xiuhe, the wife of Su Laoer, was kneading the dough when she heard Su Laotai talking about making noodles. When she saw Su Laotai coming in, she immediately stopped what she was doing and greeted Su Laotai awkwardly:

"mother."

It was just one word, and the voice was not loud, like the buzz of a mosquito.

Old Mrs. Su was already in an irritable mood because Su Xigen had not returned yet, and her mood became even worse.

"Hmm." Old Mrs. Su hummed heavily, without even looking at Song Xiuhe, and muttered, "Are you short of food or drink? Your words are as soft as the buzz of a mosquito. If you don't know, you might think our Su family has done something to you."

Song Xiuhe was already a little afraid of Old Lady Su. When Old Lady Su said this, she lowered her head even more and said nothing more. She just put her hands in the dough basin and continued kneading the dough.

Not hearing any response from Song Xiuhe, Old Mrs. Su glared at her unhappily, opened the locked cupboard, took out a piece of pie that she had specially reserved in the morning, heated it on the small stove, and took it out to share with her three grandsons.

The three grandsons were eating pies, and with the chicken noodle soup that Grandma Su promised them, they were not so eager for mutton that they had never eaten before, so they stopped making a fuss.

Old Mrs. Su looked at her three grandsons eating cakes with a satisfied smile on her face.

But she was wondering in her heart why her little son had not come back yet and the afternoon was almost over.

She didn't doubt that something had happened to Su Xigen. After all, in her opinion, with Su Fuju's blessing, nothing serious could happen.

But how can I not worry when he hasn’t come back for such a long time?

The Song family next door shot some wild goats in the mountains and brought them back. It would be a lie to say that they were not jealous.

Thanks to Fuzhu, their family has been lucky these days. The best thing they have done in the mountains is pick up pheasants.

The family next door, without the blessing of the blessed lady, was able to bring back a wild goat!

If this gets out, people might say that they have a lucky girl in their family and are not as good as their neighbors.

Face is very important to Old Lady Su.

Therefore, Old Lady Su made a wish in her heart that even if Su Xigen, who had not returned yet, did not find ginseng, at least he would bring back a wild goat.

This is the only way to save face.

Wild goats, wild goats, wild goats.

Old Mrs. Su muttered to herself, and she stopped sitting and stood up to walk around in the yard.

Unfortunately, before she could turn around a few more times, Su Xigen, who was muttering in her heart that it would be great if she could carry a wild goat back, appeared at her doorstep.

He appeared at the door of his house supported by Su Xianger, the second daughter of the second wife.

Su Xigen had scratches on his face and his clothes were torn. He was limping, and most of his body was resting on Su Xiang'er, a skinny and short man who was carrying a large backpack. The two of them looked so pitiful.

"Gen'er!" Old Lady Su pushed Su Xiang'er away and supported Su Xigen: "What's going on? Didn't Fuzhu bring you blessings? Why did you become like this?"

Seeing her favorite youngest son become like this, Old Mrs. Su was so heartbroken that she almost cried.

Su Xigen took advantage of the old lady's force, walked to the main room and sat down, and said unhappily: "Don't talk about Su Xiang'er, I was walking down the mountain, and she called me, and I didn't step firmly, and I fell! If it weren't for her, I would have returned with the things safely!"

It's worth it!

After hearing this, Old Lady Su only thought of this sentence.

Su Xiang'er had just been pushed by her and fell to the ground. Just as he got up, before he could stand firmly, he was grabbed by the ear by Old Lady Su.

"You little bitch, your uncle is walking properly, why are you screaming!" Old Mrs. Su pulled Su Xiang'er's ears hard and cursed viciously: "Why don't you fall down by yourself? Why don't you fall down and die? You made your uncle fall down! You don't have to eat dinner!"

Su Xiang'er didn't dare to protect her ears, and could only cry and whine: "Grandma, it wasn't me. When I saw Third Uncle, he had already fallen."

Old Lady Su didn't believe her at all: "You mean your Third Uncle framed you? You little bitch, you've even learned how to frame someone."

Not only did she not believe it, Old Lady Su also started to hit Su Xianger, making his thin back thump.

Everyone else at home stayed in the house as quiet as a chicken, including Song Xiuhe in the kitchen.

Even though the person being beaten outside was her daughter.

"You little bitch, you made your uncle fall, I'll beat you to death!"

Old Lady Su's men didn't obey and beat Su Xiang'er vigorously. As they beat him, they felt that it was a bit too much. They looked around but couldn't find anything that was suitable for them. So they simply kicked Su Xiang'er who fell to the ground:

"Don't eat breakfast tomorrow!"