The fake daughter is so crazy! After going to the countryside, she is spoiled by a rough man every d

Of course Zhou Cuihong saw Chen Jianjun go back to his room and close the door. What was the use of her getting angry?

Zhou Cuihong, who had lost face, turned pale with pain and broke out in cold sweat. Seeing that Liu Xiangqiao did nothing and just stood there, she felt angry again.

"I won't take yours if I don't have it?"

"Mom, I only have two pairs of pants." Liu Xiangqiao was helpless, "Where can I get extra ones?"

Zhou Cuihong choked and her stomach growled, but she couldn't help it and burst out again.

The smell was getting stronger.

The villagers who were watching frowned, wrinkled their noses, covered their mouths and stepped back.

Some people were just watching the fun, "Mrs. Qing, there's something wrong with the sour beans."

"Let Zhou Cuihong compensate you."

"Also, Zhou Cuihong said before that she would give you two more eggs!"

Two eggs are enough for a meal!

Mrs. Qing was so disgusted by the stench that she covered her face and stepped back, "Zhou Cuihong, this matter is not over yet!"

"Wait until my dog ​​comes back from the clinic and I'll come back to collect the money he spent!"

Zhou Cuihong jumped up and down.

Liu Xiangqiao couldn't help but took a few steps back.

Chen Guoan was more direct. He went straight back into the house and closed the door, as if doing so could prevent the stench from coming in.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were locked outside the door and looked at each other in bewilderment.

The He family next door.

He Jing calculated the time and said, "It should be about time."

"Mrs. Qing is here." Shi Chunlan glanced at the door.

Mrs. Qing came in and said, "There's something wrong with those sour beans."

"Zhou Cuihong has escaped."

The smell has drifted over here, but it's not as strong.

But it still makes people cover their noses.

Shi Chunlan and He Jing both had very sensitive senses of smell. They smelled it as soon as they came out of the kitchen, and both of them frowned.

"Mrs. Qing, what did Zhou Cuihong say?" Shi Chunlan asked.

"What can I say? That's it." Mrs. Qing shook her head and waved her hands. "I'll go back and ask for Goudan's medical expenses. I'll come back to ask for it."

"If Zhou Cuihong dares not give it to me, I will stay at her house and not leave!"

He Jing raised her eyebrows, feeling that Mrs. Qing could control Zhou Cuihong, so she was not so worried anymore.

"Mrs. Qing, please stay and have dinner before going back." It was already this late, and she didn't know when she would be able to go back.

But Mrs. Qing shook her head and refused, "Thank you, I can eat it when I get home."

"My son and daughter-in-law took Goudan to the health center. The child's grandfather has nothing to do at home, so he can cook." Mrs. Qing explained, waved her hand and went back.

He Jing turned to look at Shi Chunlan, puzzled, "Mom, why don't Dad and my big brother and second brother cook?"

He Jing thought all the men in Hekou Village were like this.

"Hahaha." Shi Chunlan laughed when she heard this, "It's not that they don't know how to do it."

"It's just that the division of labor at home is arranged like this." Shi Chunlan waved her hand, "But it's not delicious either."

"Before your two sisters-in-law come into the family, your eldest brother and second brother will also share the burden."

"Now that Hongmei and Zhaodi have come in, there are more people and we can divide the work up." Shi Chunlan went into the kitchen and continued cooking.

"Don't look at them idle."

"Going up the mountain to chop wood and going to the river to fetch water are both strenuous tasks," Shi Chunlan explained.

He Jing was naturally clear about it, "No, I'm just curious."

"Qian can cook, too." Shi Chunlan suddenly changed the subject. "He learned from me for a while when he was a kid."

"That's not bad craftsmanship."

only……

Shi Chunlan recalled that the Zhou family's living conditions had improved a little in the past two years, and Chen Fanglan no longer allowed Zhou Qian'an to wash dishes or cook.

If my daughter gets married, the job will fall on her.

Shi Chunlan couldn't help but frown.

"Mom, the sweet potato leaves are ready." He Jing listened to the sound in the pot and reminded.

Shi Chunlan immediately came to her senses, quickly opened the lid of the pot and started stir-frying.

…………

There was a problem with the pickled beans made by Zhou Cuihong.

For a while, the whole Hekou Village was in panic, fearing that the sour beans they made would turn out like this.

However, the sour beans made by Mrs. Qing tasted almost the same as those made by He Jing. No one felt uncomfortable after eating them, which comforted the people who were making them together.

But Zhou Cuihong refused to accept it and kept shouting that He Jing's method was wrong, otherwise why would He Jing have diarrhea?

But no one paid any attention to her.

Zhou Cuihong also felt that the villagers' attitude towards her was becoming increasingly cold. She didn't like to go out and would vent her anger on Liu Xiangqiao whenever something happened.

After two days of intravenous drip, Chen Dabao recovered and began to crave sour beans again. He imitated Zhou Cuihong and made a scene. He threw a tantrum if he couldn't eat them and shouted that he would get some from someone else's house.

Zhou Cuihong was so angry that she beat him with a stick.

Chen Dabao calmed down, but he still wanted to eat sour beans.

He Jing had no time to pay attention to how Zhou Cuihong's family was doing.

She and Zhou Qian'an discussed going to the next village to secretly harvest cowpeas and then make pickled beans.

In recent days, He Jing went to the mountains with Zhou Qian'an almost every noon, and learned about his pig farm.

He Jing's performance was not surprising.

Very calm.

Zhou Qian'an was not so calm.

"Aren't you surprised?" Zhou Qian asked.

He Jing glanced over and said, "You are very bold, what's the big deal?"

"..." Zhou Qian pursed his lips, "If people knew about this and were charged with a crime, it wouldn't be so simple anymore."

If it was more serious, I would probably be taken away to be shot at.

He Jing looked up when she heard the voice and said, "You have been doing this for a long time, right?"

"Yeah." Zhou Qianan did not deny, "They are all trustworthy people."

"Although Uncle Yang has some inconvenience in his legs and feet, he works very efficiently." Zhou Qian'an raised his chin.

He Jing followed the line of sight and saw the Uncle Yang mentioned by Zhou Qian'an was shoveling pig manure in the pigpen.

"Also, he is a retired soldier." Zhou Qian'an retracted his gaze, "Just like the elementary school principal."

"But all his money went to his ex-wife and son."

"Divorced?" He Jing was surprised.

Zhou Qian shook his head, "The ex-wife thought he was dead, so she remarried with the child."

"Who knows, he'll be back in less than two years."

He Jing pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Not even a letter?" He Jing lowered her eyelids. "If there was, then it wouldn't be like this..."

"Uncle Yang's mother thought Uncle Yang was dead and didn't want to keep her daughter-in-law, so she kicked her out." Zhou Qian sighed and continued.

"Mrs. Yang also had a hard life. She returned to her parents' home with her two children, and only after being introduced to someone else did she have her current home."

"Uncle Yang felt sorry for her, so he gave her all the money he got every month."

"Just consider it as child support for the two children."

"Uncle Yang hasn't remarried in these years."

"His mother was very anxious, but it was useless. He passed away the year before last. Before he left, he went to find Sister Yang and begged her to come back."

But how can it be possible?

He Jing listened without saying anything. After a while of silence, she changed the subject, "It takes seven days to make pickled beans."

"Will it affect you if you put all of them here?"