We have separated, what does it have to do with me if my husband's family eats bran?

Chen An looked up at Zhao and said calmly, “We deliberately didn’t tell Mother.

If mother knew about this, she would definitely feel sorry for us. She is sending us food so eagerly, and it would be inappropriate for us to refuse it. If we accept it, what will you eat?

It would be even more outrageous to buy yours. After all, we are a family. How can I accept money? Wouldn't it hurt the relationship between us?"

Cheng Yue listened at the side and couldn't help laughing. Chen An was usually a quiet man, so it was rare for him to say so much.

And if he doesn't say anything, he won't say anything. But if he does say something, it's like he's stabbing at the heart of people's hearts.

She even suspected that Chen An was using all his tricks on the Chen family.

Zhao glared at Chen An unhappily and said, "Second brother, you are wrong. We have already separated, and we are two families.

Besides, brothers have to settle accounts clearly, do you want to embezzle my food?"

And you're eager to send him food? That's a nice thought!

If she hadn't seen that there was money to be exchanged, she would never have gone up the mountain.

Chen An pretended to be sad and said, "It seems that I thought too much. I thought that mother was afraid that we would have no food to eat, so she came up to deliver food. I didn't expect that..."

Aunt Li and a group of other women were pointing and talking, and Zhao felt very angry.

This second son was always dishonest, thinking about his wife and children all day long. He was even more unfilial after the family was divided. How could he play tricks on her? !

"Why do you need my subsidy? Look at what you are wearing, don't you look like someone who can't afford to eat?

Especially for these two girls, it would be enough to have a piece of rag to cover their skin. Wouldn't it be a waste of money to wear new clothes?"

The little girl already has new clothes to wear, but the second son doesn’t even buy some cloth for her, his mother. How unfilial!

"Oh, Sister Zhao, what are you saying? Chen An and his wife are not the kind of people who treat their children harshly. What's wrong with giving them new clothes?

Are you the only ones allowed to wear new clothes, while others can only wear rags? You lived a miserable life before the separation, so can't you live a good life after the separation?

You are a nurse, and instead of wishing the children well, you say this about your own granddaughter. If anyone knows about it, it will make people laugh!"

Aunt Li was already annoyed that Zhao was blocking her way and delaying her from weighing herself, but she kept whining and complaining, so she couldn't help but retort when she heard this.

"Li Chou Nv, shut up! You have no right to interrupt me when I'm talking to my son?

You are so poor that you almost have to beg for food, yet you still have the time to care whether others wear clothes or not? Don’t you look at your own moral character? ! "

What Aunt Li hated most was people calling her by her full name. She was really angry now. She didn't even bother to open her mouth and just reached out and grabbed Zhao's hair.

Zhao never does housework, and her hands and feet have long been exhausted. How can she be a match for Aunt Li?

My scalp ached so much that I couldn't help but cry out, "Ah!! Let me go, let me go!"

Aunt Li ignored Zhao's pleas for mercy and pushed her to the ground.

"Your mouth is itchy, right? Then rub it on the ground and I guarantee that your nasty mouth will be cured!"

Cheng Yue was stunned watching from the side. Aunt Li’s fighting ability was so strong!

Wow, he was quick and ruthless, not bad, not bad. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, she would have given him a thumbs up.

The woman watching didn't expect the two men to start fighting after a disagreement, so she had to step forward to separate them.

Even if they dislike the Zhao family, they can't just stand by and watch, right?

Aunt Li felt so happy after teaching Zhao a lesson. In the past, they would just have quarreled with each other, and she was not a rough person who liked to use violence.

Who asked Zhao to call her by her full name? She was not wronged to be beaten.

Everyone tried to stop the fight, and Aunt Li let Zhao go. She didn't come here to fight today. Selling sweet potato noodles was more important.

Zhao got up, her hair was messy and there was dirt on her lips. She looked very embarrassed.

Cheng Yue took a few deep breaths to hold back her laughter. "Mother-in-law, you too, please talk it over nicely. I'm not against buying these dried sweet potatoes if you want to sell them. Why make such a fuss?"

"You bastard, not only did you not help me when I got beaten, but you also watched me make a fool of myself!"

Zhao had just been hit on the mouth and was grimacing in pain. She could hardly speak clearly, but she still glared at Cheng Yue fiercely.

Why do you say that? You say she can't talk properly? Is she the one who hit people?

"Aren't you going to collect it? Here you go, give me the money!" Zhao thought about the second half of Cheng Yue's words, kicked the dried sweet potatoes, and stretched out her hand again.

"Mother-in-law, I want to buy sweet potato flour. You see it needs to be ground so finely. Go to the stone mill and grind it before bringing it to me. If you don't grind it, I can only buy it for one penny and five pounds."

Cheng Yue grabbed a handful of noodles and showed it to Zhao. She did it on purpose. It would be strange for Zhao, a lazy person who found it too troublesome to even go to the toilet, to go through the trouble of grinding noodles.

"You want me to grind flour for you? How shameless do you have?"

Zhao was so angry that her voice broke. It was only one cent and five catties. What was the difference between sweet potato flour and dried sweet potatoes? Others only charge two cents for three catties, but it was cheap for her?

Aunt Zhou glanced at Zhao and said, "Sister Dalan, since you are selling it for money, you are just like everyone else. We all grind flour to make our living, so why can't you do the same?"

"That's right. Everyone knows that Chen An's wife collects sweet potato flour, but you brought dried sweet potatoes. Are you going to let her grind the flour herself? Then you sell five pounds for one penny!"

"Sister Zhao, your boss is so capable, why would he need this little money? I think you should go back and stop wasting our time here!"

Everyone was talking one after another, and Zhao was out of breath. She realized that this group of stupid women were in cahoots with that little bitch Cheng Yue.

If the second brother and the others had protected her, would she have allowed herself to be bullied by these idiots?

The more Zhao thought about it, the angrier she became. Well, well, since they are so unfilial, then don't blame me, their mother, for being cruel.

If one day they come to my door to beg for food, I will definitely beat them out with a big stick!

Zhao said "Pah" to everyone, then left carrying a sack of dried sweet potatoes.

"Mother-in-law, you don't want to sell it anymore?" Cheng Yue asked Zhao from behind.

"Sell, sell, sell! I would rather throw it away than sell it to you!" Zhao turned around and cursed, then went down the mountain in shame.

Chen An drooped his eyelids, looking at his mother like this, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, but when he thought about the pain she had inflicted on him, it was nothing.

If his mother hadn't been so aggressive, how could such a good man as his father have died?

After his father died, he no longer had a home. There was only endless farm work to do and endless insults to listen to.

Since his mother has chosen to be partial, she should bear the consequences of her partiality alone.

After Zhao left, the place became quiet, and the remaining people finally started to weigh themselves.

Cheng Yue was weighing and calculating, and Chen Lin and his two siblings were also counting beside her. Their mother said that they should practice more so that they would have more experience in calculation.

Aunt Li and the others were watching in amazement. The three children wrote so well that they could actually count after the family property was divided?

Who would believe it if it wasn't the Chen family that brought bad luck to the second family?