The eldest sister-in-law became rich by farming in the mountains

Xu Yingtao curled her lips and said sarcastically, "Grandma is right. I really shouldn't ask you for money. This meat should be used to honor you. After all, grandma also said that we are a family."

Mrs. Cao swallowed her dirty words and nodded with satisfaction, thinking that her short-lived grandson had married a good and sensible wife.

Xu Yingtao's smile deepened a little: "I just figured it out. With a mother around, a daughter naturally has a backer. Why would she need to beg for favors or send gifts everywhere?"

"Grandma just said that family members should help each other. If my mother was bullied, my uncle would stand up for her. Now my mother is in trouble, I'm sure that grandma and my uncle will not sit idly by."

"Besides, there's no time limit for us to get married. Grandma might as well lend us the money for building a new house. After we pay off the debt, it won't be too late to make money to help my uncle get married in the future."

It's just moral kidnapping, she can do it too.

"Bullshit! What does your family's debt have to do with us?" Mrs. Cao was spitting excitedly.

Although Jiang was well prepared, hearing these words in person still made her feel as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer, and she felt a dull pain in her heart.

Xu Yingtao took a step back calmly, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "Then your son's marriage and house building are none of my mother's business?"

"He's her own brother, why shouldn't it be her business?" Mrs. Cao said confidently.

"My mother is still your biological daughter. You don't care about her, so why should she care about her brother?"

Mrs. Cao finally realized that she had fallen into the trap of this little girl. She couldn't beat her in talking, but how could she beat her in throwing a tantrum?

Without thinking, she sat down on the ground, kicked her legs and clapped her hands, and began to cry: "My life is so miserable. I gave birth to a daughter who is worse than a dog. The dog knows to wag its tail when it sees me. She has money but doesn't help her parents. If I had known this, I should have drowned her to death, so that she wouldn't stab me in the heart now. My life is so miserable..."

Xu Yingtao was speechless.

Xu Yingtao was shocked.

Xu Yingtao looked at Jiang and subconsciously asked, "Does she know my aunt?"

Otherwise, why are the ways of throwing tantrums exactly the same? !

Just as she was considering whether to lie down on the spot and fight with magic, a familiar voice came from behind her.

"cough!"

Mrs. Zhou coughed heavily, and her usual friendly face was changed. She said, "Old sister, you came at the right time. Your daughter owes money and doesn't pay it back. She keeps making trouble every day. I was worried that I couldn't get the money back. Since you are here, it is reasonable for you to help pay the money back. Otherwise, I will let my husband drive them out of the village!"

Xu Yingtao was delighted, it finally came!

Since Grandma Zhou was willing to accompany her on stage, she certainly couldn't let her down. She immediately knelt down at Grandma Zhou's feet and begged, "Grandma Zhou, please give us some more time. We will definitely pay you back when we have money. There are some soybeans in this basket. Otherwise, you can take them back first."

Mrs. Zhou held down her hand as she was about to take the grain bag and said in a rough voice, "Who wants a few liters of rotten soybeans from your family? Give me back the money!"

The little old lady was quite into the role.

Xie Bai followed closely and instantly understood what Xu Yingtao meant. He quickly knelt down like Xu Yingtao.

When Xie Li saw his second brother kneeling, he also knelt down side by side.

Jiang followed closely behind him as if possessed by a ghost. It was not until her knees touched the ground that she realized what she had done. She felt it was incredible, but she did not intend to stand up.

Mrs. Cao had been curious about what was in the little girl's backpack. Now that she learned that it was soybeans, she curled her lips in disinterest.

Although he was not familiar with Mrs. Zhou, he knew her after all. When he saw her coming, he was too embarrassed to howl at the top of his lungs for the sake of face. He could only pull up his sleeves and pretend to wipe away the tears that did not exist.

She couldn't continue to throw a tantrum as she didn't want to be laughed at. She also had to save face.

Patting her butt and standing up, Mrs. Cao said coldly: "A daughter who is married off is like water spilled. She belongs to the Xie family, and the debt owed by her cannot fall on my Jiang family!"

"That's not what you said when you tricked my mother into giving you the money." Xu Yingtao sneered.

Mrs. Cao turned her head away, pretending not to hear.

"I don't care about you!" Mrs. Zhou insisted, "Your daughter can't pay back the money now. You are her mother. If you don't pay it back, who will? If you don't pay it back, then come with me to the county government office to see the official and let the county magistrate judge the matter!"

As he said this, he really wanted to pull Mrs. Cao's arm.

Ordinary people have a natural fear of seeing an official. When she heard that she had to go to the county government office, Mrs. Cao immediately took several steps back: "I won't go! What does the money they borrowed have to do with me? The government gave her family the pension money, you ask her to take it out!"

"I think you're still asleep! If there really was relief money, would I come to your house every day to collect the debt?"

"Did the government really not give any pension?" Mrs. Cao was disappointed and a little suspicious.

"Why, how could I not know that my husband is the village chief? If you don't believe me, go to the county government office and ask. I don't have the time to argue with you. Return the money!"

Xu Yingtao chimed in at the right time: "Grandma, if you don't build a new house, you still have the old house to live in, but if we don't pay back the money, we will be driven out of the village. Grandma, can you really bear to see your daughter and grandson living on the streets?"

Hearing the call of "Grandma" gave Mrs. Cao goosebumps. Without thinking, she picked up the basket and prepared to run away.

"A daughter who is married off is like water spilled. Even if you are driven out of the village, it is your bad luck. There is nothing I can do about it!"

Mrs. Cao was filled with regret at this moment. If she had known this would happen, she should not have come today and gotten herself into trouble!

However, before she took two steps, she felt the basket fall heavily. When she turned her head, she saw Xie Li holding the basket tightly and refusing to let go.

"Give me back my meat!"

She was very strong to begin with, and she tried her best to defend the sovereignty of pork, but Mrs. Cao couldn't move her at all.

Mrs. Zhou also chimed in: "It's your pork, so why are you taking it? How can you be so shameless!"

"Look how stingy you are, you're talking like I'm precious to you."

Mrs. Cao's little trick was exposed. She felt guilty and embarrassed, so she simply threw the pork to the ground.

The originally pink and white pork was suddenly covered with grass and mud. Xie Li hurriedly picked up the meat, crying loudly in pain, with big tears rolling down her face.

Mrs. Cao took the basket back, feeling quite relieved. She was about to leave when she accidentally stepped on a stone and slipped and fell into the mud.

"Oh, oh, the whole family has lost their conscience..." Seeing that no one came to help her, she struggled to stand up for a long time and limped away.

"Silly girl, stop crying. We can eat it after we wash it." Mrs. Zhou helped Xie Li wipe her tears and pulled the family up one by one. "Everyone has left. Why are you still kneeling?"

"Grandma Zhou, thank you for your help again today." Xu Yingtao bowed to express her gratitude.

Xie Bai also followed suit.

"We are from the same village, why are you being so polite to me? I still have to go to the mountain to harvest mung beans. Your grandfather and his family have already gone up the mountain. Okay, I won't say much. I'll just persuade your mother."

When she said the last sentence, Mrs. Zhou winked at her.

Xu Yingtao understood what he meant and quickly glanced back, and saw Jiang was packing the wooden barrel and backpack they brought back. Her eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that she had just cried.

"Don't worry." Xu Yingtao sighed silently.

It is the nature of every child to desire parental love. Unless it is absolutely necessary, children will often listen to their parents.

Although she had never witnessed Jiang's growing environment, judging from Mrs. Cao's rude, cold-blooded, bullying and fear of the weak, it was an inevitable result that she would raise a daughter like Jiang who was timid, cowardly, indecisive and had a people-pleasing personality.

And often the more people are like Jiang, the more they will put a thick filter on their parents, beautify and rationalize the suffering they have suffered.

Now that the filter is broken, the truth about family affection is revealed, which is like a blow to the head.

Xu Yingtao watched Mrs. Zhou leave and suddenly missed her grandmother very much.

Her grandmother was just like Mrs. Zhou, sensible and kind. Whenever any neighbor in the village had trouble, as long as it was within her and her grandfather's ability, the old couple would definitely help, and they never asked for anything in return.

Logically, Mrs. Zhou should be very concerned about her family's livelihood today, after all, it is related to whether the money that has been lent out for many years can be recovered.

But since the old lady entered the yard, she didn't look around much, nor asked many questions. Even when she saw the meat and food they bought, she didn't ask a word.

Such people are worth making friends with!

Xie Li's tears finally stopped when Xu Yingtao was boiling oil residue.

In fact, she has never been a crybaby since she was a child, but this time, for some reason, she couldn't control her tears.

They had done nothing wrong, but they were always bullied. Just when their days were finally starting to get better, grandma came back to mess things up.

She couldn't understand why they were so cruel when they were obviously blood relatives.

Until the strong aroma of lard penetrated her nostrils, it was so fragrant that Xie Li suddenly forgot to think about life, and forgot all her worries and sorrows. At this moment, there was only one thought left in her mind - she wanted to eat meat!

She sniffed and moved uncontrollably towards the kitchen. Before she reached the door, she heard her mother's suppressed crying coming from inside the kitchen.

Xie Li stopped, her big eyes full of surprise.

In the kitchen, Xu Yingtao was boiling lard while Jiang was sitting in front of the stove making a fire.

The firelight made her face red and made the tears hanging on her chin look particularly crystal clear.

Xu Yingtao subconsciously wanted to hand her a tissue, but then she remembered that there was no such good thing in this time and space.

Jiang wiped her face with her palm and slowly poured out the grievances that had been buried deep in her heart and had not been spoken of for many years.

"Cherry, to be honest, I didn't fancy your father-in-law back then, but my parents' orders and the matchmaker's words, plus the high betrothal gift from the Xie family, left me no room to speak. My mother kept persuading me that my younger brother was relying on my betrothal gift to get married, and if I didn't marry him, I would be delaying the continuation of the Jiang family's incense, and I would be a sinner of the Jiang family..."

Then she had no choice but to get married under pressure.

Before the family split up, because her husband's medical expenses were high, she had to take on most of the housework and farm work to appease her eldest sister-in-law's anger. At the same time, she had to give birth to and take care of children and serve her mother-in-law who was in poor health.

Later, her father-in-law died in the war and her mother-in-law passed away, and the two families separated. She had to take on the responsibility of supporting the family and taking care of her husband and children.

Without land, she could only take her family to make hemp ropes and dig wild vegetables, and then let her eldest son take them to the market to sell for some money.

Most of the money turned into medicine and went into her husband's stomach, and a small part was exchanged for the cheapest bean flour and wheat bran to feed the family.

Over the years, her family members have never visited her, but during the holidays, she would bring her children back to her parents' home to visit her widowed mother.

But every time I went there, her mother's face was longer than a donkey's. She would often throw things around at home and make indirect accusations, saying that some girl was unfilial and came to her house with nothing to ask for money. The children were so scared that they dared not even breathe.

Gradually, she realized what was going on and understood that her mother despised her for being poor. In addition, her younger brothers and sisters never smiled at her, so she dared not visit her mother's house again.

Two years ago, I heard that my younger brother had developed an alcoholic disorder. When he was drunk, he would beat his wife and children, and eventually forced his wife and two children to jump into the river.

At that time, she was worried that her mother would not be able to bear the blow, and she felt sorry for her deceased brother, sister and mother. However, her family's situation was getting worse year by year, so she could only go back to her mother's home to visit empty-handed. As expected, she was met with countless cold stares, and her mother even told her not to come to her house again to bother her.

The days passed one by one, and today was the day when mother and daughter met again.

There is no warmth, no joy of meeting after a long separation, and no concern of a mother for her daughter. Instead, there is only turning against her when her money is not granted.

Jiang had fantasized countless times that when life got better in the future, she would definitely buy lots of snacks and silk cloths and bring them back to her parents' home to honor her mother and make the old lady happy.

But all her expectations were unexpectedly shattered today. She felt both pain and a sense of relief.

Suddenly, Jiang felt someone pinching her shoulder. She came back to her senses from her sadness and saw a bowl of water handed to her by Xu Yingtao.

"Mom, moisten your throat." Xu Yingtao advised gently.

It's embarrassing to say that before leaving, Grandma Zhou asked her to persuade Jiang well, but in fact she just handed her a bowl of water at this time.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to persuade, but for people who are full of pain in their hearts, talking is the best way to relieve emotions.

Jiang took the bowl of water and realized that the lard in the pot had been cooked and the pot had been cleaned.

On the stove, peeled chestnuts and chopped meat were neatly arranged, as well as a bowl of crispy-looking oil residue.

Jiang was secretly surprised that she had been talking for so long.

She smacked her lips and realized her mouth was indeed dry, so she took the bowl of water and started drinking.

After just one bite, her eyes widened: "Sweet?"

Xu Yingtao nodded: "I just melted a piece of maltose."

Seeing Jiang's hesitation, Xu Yingtao knew what she was thinking, so she smiled and said, "Drink it. Eating some sweets when you are sad will make you feel better. Leave a bowl for Xiaobai and A-li as well."

"You drink too." Jiang's tone was rarely firm.

Xu Yingtao smiled: "Okay."

Outside the kitchen, Xie Li withdrew his eavesdropping ears and prepared to retreat to the main room first.

Although she was craving for lard and malt syrup, she knew that eavesdropping was not a glorious thing and she must not be discovered by her mother and sister-in-law.

Unexpectedly, as she stepped back, her back hit a "human wall". She was so scared that she was about to scream, but someone covered her mouth just before she could scream.