Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

"Are you saying I'm sick? Listen, my good son stole my money and didn't feel guilty at all, and he even said I was sick!" Old Mrs. Jiang covered her heart.

"Dazhu, how do you talk to your mother like that?" Old Man Jiang shouted.

Jiang Sanzhu stepped in to smooth things over. "Alright, alright, we're all family. Why are we making such a fuss? Mom, it would be a shame not to eat this good meat. I'll pick some up for you with my chopsticks."

Old Mrs. Jiang covered her bowl with her hands and said sarcastically, "I don't want to eat it, you guys eat it."

Lu Yi didn't touch the plate of meat, but picked up two pieces of food with his chopsticks from the dish farthest from Old Lady Jiang.

She could see clearly the other dishes and porridge, especially the plate of fried pork with peppers that was closest to Old Lady Jiang. Tsk tsk, it was reflecting light now, and that dish made her drool the most.

After everyone had picked up their chopsticks and ate the stir-fried pork with peppers, Old Lady Jiang drank the sweet potato porridge in her bowl and looked at Wang Zhaoyin and said quietly:

"She ate it with relish. I thought the thief wouldn't be so heartless, but I was wrong. She was already a thief, so why would she care about this little bit of meat bought with the last dollar of the Jiang family's money? Of course she ate it with relish."

Wang Zhaoyin paused as he picked up the meat, his face gloomy and cold, "Is that enough?"

"Are you still angry? What? You can't bear it anymore? I'm telling you, this matter is not over. If you don't bring the money back, I will go to your parents' house and make a scene. I will nag you for stealing the money for the rest of your life! Just wait and see."

Wang Zhaoyin put down his chopsticks. After a while, a pile of bowls and plates shattered to the ground with a crackling sound. Lu Yi dodged quickly and stood far away, looking at the table that was spread out on the ground.

This fighting ability is not inferior to that of Old Lady Jiang.

"You damned old woman, you went to my mother's house and caused a scene, embarrassing my parents. You also spread rumors all over the village, causing people to look at me as a joke wherever I go. They even asked me how much money I stole!

I, Wang Zhaoyin, am your daughter-in-law who married into your family. What do you want by saying this about me?!"

Old Mrs. Jiang rolled her eyes and smiled smugly.

"Look, look, you finally spoke your mind. You've been holding a grudge against me for a long time, so you were looking for revenge and stole all the money in my house!"

"If I stole, may God strike me to death with thunder!" Wang Zhaoyin rushed into the yard and was thoroughly drenched by the rain.

The rain was getting heavier, but there was no thunder. Lu Yi silently withdrew his gaze.

Old Mrs. Jiang hung her head and stared coldly at Wang Zhaoyin, who was like a drowned rat in the yard, and her lips moved slightly.

"Sooner or later, I will make you tell the truth."

It rained for half a month, and the biting cold wind did not affect the Jiang family's daily bustling life.

Even without the bowls and plates and other items, they were almost becoming a well-known family in Jiangtang Village.

There was another round of quarreling, and then no more sound was heard. I guess the fight in the main hall was over for tonight.

Lu Yi listened to the sound of raindrops pattering outside the window. Just as he snuggled into the thick quilt, he heard faint movement outside. First, there was a knock on the door, and then... someone climbing the wall?!

Lu Yi raised his eyebrows, sat up irritably, put on a thick coat and opened the door. A smell of wet earth blew on his face.

Lu Yi and the man who raised his hand to knock on the door looked at each other in surprise.

"Did I wake you up? I'm Erzhu. I climbed over the wall and got in. I'm not a thief."

The man lifted his backpack by its strap, pointed at the gate and the wall, introduced himself, then stood at the door with his lips pursed, looking a little nervous.

Lu Yi moved aside to let him in. Under the light, he could see that the man was soaked all over and his hair was still dripping with water.

"Don't you have an umbrella?" Lu Yi found a towel and handed it to Jiang Erzhu.

"I didn't bring it." Jiang Erzhu took the towel and wrapped it around his head casually, then took off his backpack with his hair messy like a chicken coop.

As he bent down, his stomach suddenly rumbled loudly and his face turned red.

Lu Yi poured the hot water from the thermos into the cup and came over with the malted milk. "Drink something hot first, and then I'll think about what I can do in the kitchen to make a hot meal."

After thinking about it, there should be nothing in the kitchen. Old Mrs. Jiang no longer takes out food in advance, saying it is to prevent thieves. The person who cooks waits for Old Mrs. Jiang to wake up every day and then takes out the food and cooks it.

"Hey, I brought you some things, take a look." Jiang Erzhu took the malted milk, blew two breaths of hot air on it, and started to drink it.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lu Yi rummaging through his backpack impatiently. He paused in drinking the malted milk and then continued gulping it down.

"That's good. I'll make you a bowl of hot noodles later."

Lu Yi found a bundle of white noodles, weighing about three pounds, put it aside and started looking again.

These two boxes of canned meat are also good, there is also a can of yellow peaches, colorful fruit candies, and these two small shells seem to be clam oil.

"Can you give it to me?" Jiang Erzhu held the empty bowl, with some anticipation and embarrassment in his eyes.

"I'm not hungry, so of course I'll give it to you."

Lu Yi opened his umbrella, took the bundle of noodles and a box of canned meat and went to the kitchen. He looked back and said, "Let's go, boil some water and take a shower and wash your hair. You're standing there in the rain like this."

After washing, Jiang Erzhu sat in the kitchen. The fire in the stove made it much warmer than the main room.

Seeing him staring at the bowl of noodles without moving, Lu Yi said, "Why don't you eat it? I added a lot of ginger and chili peppers. It will warm your stomach after eating it."

In my memory, the original owner's husband had a spicy taste.

"Why are all the bowls in our house like this?"

Jiang Erzhu brushed his fingers along the undulating edge of the bowl, his tone filled with disbelief. "My comrade from the village said our family was in turmoil all day long. He didn't know the specific situation, so I was worried about you and rushed back. This is too..."

"Eat quickly and fill your stomach first."

Lu Yi didn’t elaborate, saying that he would be shocked when he saw it with his own eyes tomorrow.

The chewy noodles were steaming hot and had a spicy taste. Jiang Erzhu took a bite of the meat and ate it with a huff. He felt a little touched in his heart. He had just told his wife once that he liked spicy food, but he didn't expect that she would remember his taste!

Jiang Erzhu finished the soup in a flash, feeling much less tired from traveling all night, and felt comfortable and warm.

At night, Lu Yi pressed the button of Spring Breeze in time.

The continuous autumn rain makes people daydream, it is a good time.

Early in the morning, what woke Lu Yi up was not the cold or the urge to urinate, but the sharp cry of Old Lady Jiang.

"You're finally back! If you don't come back... the Jiang family's sky will fall..."

Lu Yi opened the door and found Jiang Erzhu in the yard, being pulled by the arm by Old Lady Jiang and being slapped from time to time.

Old Mrs. Jiang was crying and wailing.

No wonder, she said, according to the volume of Old Lady Jiang's howling in the main room could wake her up? It turned out that she was howling at the door of the house. Lu Yi found the reason with an expressionless face.