After Yang Liye heard this, he couldn't help laughing.
He really regards himself as a human being.
Although Yang Liye despised Yang Lina, the person in front of him was really not worthy of Yang Lina, that damn fat woman.
Although Li Jingming is a lame, he has good looks and good temperament. I guess Yang Lina would rather get along with a lame every day than I would like to live with such a shameless old man.
He actually told Yang Lina not to worry and to wait patiently.
This is simply a big joke.
"Okay, let's go back quickly, otherwise it will get dark and it will be difficult to walk."
Chen Er'e secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the beggar was finally leaving.
As soon as Old Wang left, Chen Er'e sneakily ran to the door, poked her head to make sure Old Wang was gone, then locked the door and cursed angrily.
"You don't even need to take a pee to look at yourself. He actually still has my kang on his face, my sheets, and my three bowls of dumplings. It would be better for him to feed pigs than to feed him. Oops..."
Chen Er'e panicked and patted her thigh, with a look of tears on her face.
Shi Chunhua in the kitchen took advantage of the time when the two of them were watching Old Wang eat dumplings and secretly cooked another bowl for himself. As soon as he put down the bowl and chopsticks, he heard Chen Er'e crying and cursing. He didn't worry and wiped the corners of his mouth before going out.
"Okay, don't cry like a wolf. It's not because you talk too much. If you hadn't come out, I would have sent him away."
Yang Liye originally planned to eat three or four bowls of tonight's dumplings, but after Old Man Wang fiddled with them, he probably could only eat two bowls.
"Are you blaming your mother? Who am I doing this for, but for you? If you offend him, can you still keep the money in your hands?"
Chen Er'e was already feeling aggrieved. When she heard her son's complaints, she suddenly became unhappy and pointed her finger at Yang Liye's head.
"Okay, okay, I understand. You have to use this money anyway, and I'm not the only one who needs to use it. People call you mom. I feel so sorry for you. Why don't you let him be your son."
Yang Liye finished speaking angrily, angrily kicked off the stool at his feet and moved his position.
"Liye, Mom, you two, stop arguing. Let outsiders hear the joke. It's all for the sake of the family. We won't argue for him."
The two looked at each other, and their expressions suddenly softened a lot.
Yang Liye got up, washed his face with cold water, calmed down for a while, and then entered the house.
Chen Er'e changed the sheets, threw the changed sheets into the basin to soak, took a piece of corn cake and sat in the yard to eat it, scolding Old Man Wang in her heart.
After eating tonight's meal of dumplings, Old Man Wang calmed down and sang a little tune on the way back.
On the other side, Yang Lina's business was good today, and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon when she finished cleaning up the stall.
After riding Santengzi for more than an hour, I got home, ate two cucumbers and a tomato, and was busy making clothes for Li Jingxuan.
There are still a few days until Li Jingxuan goes to school, and the clothes in hand are almost ready tonight.
Yang Lina also made herself a cup of tea, neglecting to wash up, and dragged her tired body to sit in front of the sewing machine. When it was getting dark, Li Jingxuan knocked on Yang Lina's door with a bowl of rice.
Yang Lina didn't have a good rest. She had dark circles under her eyes. When she saw the person at the door, she rubbed her slack eyes.
After Li Jingxuan entered the door, he locked the door again.
In the past few days, after Yang Lina left, Li Jingxuan helped Yang Lina look after the yard. He also dried the eggplants, pickled some cucumbers, and dried some beans that were taken off the shelves.
If the Li family cooks delicious food in the evening, Li Jingxuan will bring a bowl to Yang Lina when he comes over.
Yang Lina didn't eat much for dinner. She's been too busy recently and has lost a lot of weight. If she looked closely, she could see that the clavicle of her neck was also exposed.
"Sister-in-law, let me bring you a bowl of rice made by my mother."
Yang Lina took the rice from Li Jingxuan's hand and put it on the dining table aside without using her chopsticks.
"Tomorrow you can say thank you to mom for me. The clothes will be ready soon. I'll take a few bites and the rest will be used for breakfast tomorrow morning."
Yang Lina said, lowered her head and started sewing clothes again.
Li Jingxuan felt distressed. Anyway, he had already made eight or nine sets of clothes, not just one or two sets.
She looked tired, as if she hadn't slept for a long time. Her body would definitely be unable to bear it if she continued to endure it like this.
"Sister-in-law, can you take a break? If my brother comes back and sees you like this, he will be heartbroken."
At this time, Li Jingxuan felt guilty. His sister-in-law was so busy that she couldn't help herself.
I silently thought to myself, what is the use of reading these books in vain, because after high school, I used to have a strong sense of superiority in the village, but now after being in contact with Yang Lina for a long time, I realized that although there is a golden house in the book, practice seems to be equally important.
My sister-in-law seems to be covered with a mysterious veil. The more I want to open it, I can't.
Now, what difference does it make if I am just like trash?
"Your brother won't care about me anymore. By the way, do you know which mine he went to? I want to contact him and ask him to come back. I don't know the address of the recipient when I write a letter."
After Yang Lina finished speaking, Li Jingming, who was reading in the office, suddenly sneezed.
Li Jingming raised his head, picked up the tea at his hand and took a sip. He thought of Yang Lina sitting on the bamboo chair drinking tea, and a doting smile suddenly appeared on his face.
It is said that if you sneeze, think, scold, or catch a cold, if you sneeze by yourself, is this the little daughter-in-law thinking about herself?
"I don't know about that. My eldest brother didn't say anything about it. He didn't say anything about the suffering he suffered outside."
Li Jingxuan pursed her lips, took Yang Lina's tea cup, filled it with water, took a novel Yang Lina bought, lay on the bed, raised her legs and read leisurely.
She knew that Yang Lina was attentive when she was busy, so she read quietly aside without disturbing her.
I don’t know how much time passed, but when Yang Lina finished her work, Li Jingxuan had fallen asleep on the bed.
I carefully folded my clothes, packed away my broken clothes, briefly scrubbed my body, and then lay down on the bed.
At this moment, the moonlight was thick, and Li Jingming limped from his work station to the tent where he lived.
He estimated that if nothing else happened, his girl would start school soon. He thought that in three or four days, he would ask the factory manager to borrow a car after get off work, take time to go back, give his girl two hundred yuan, and watch the movie by the way. Look at his little wife.
The closer it was to go home, the more excited Li Jingming became, and his mind was filled with thoughts about his little wife.
After more than a month, Li Jingming already had more than 300 yuan in his hand. This money was hard-earned and he was reluctant to spend a penny.
I was thinking that one day I would take the time to take advantage of the mine truck to go to the county town to buy some clothes for Yang Lina and buy something else by the way.
There are many styles of women's clothes, and he doesn't know what style Yang Lina likes. Last time he took her to the market, he didn't pick out anything he liked.
Later, when he thought about it carefully, he realized that his daughter-in-law was as beautiful as a flower, and the clothes in the town were all from street stalls and were not worthy of her.