Tian's wife was in a bad mood and looked bad at the moment, but although she was usually quite aggressive, she had a good heart.
In the past, when any family on the farm was unable to open the pot, she would come to the door and ask for help. As long as there was food at home, she would try her best to help.
When she walked out of the main room, Tian's wife not only still held the bulging cloth bag in her hand, but also held a brand-new roll of cloth under her arm.
There are traces of new cutting around the cloth.
She was both sympathetic and complaining about Yang Juhua.
I sympathize with her. It is not easy for a widow to live with her daughter. Although her body is fragile, she is quite tough. Although her life is so difficult, she has never cried out in front of outsiders.
But she knew that Yang Juhua must have shed a lot of tears behind people's backs.
The complaint is that Yang Juhua refuses to remarry no matter what. She has also come to work as a matchmaker. The man is a proper farmer and a very nice person, but Yang Juhua refuses to let go.
If she was willing to find another man, she wouldn't be bullied like this.
Raising her hands to wipe away her tears, Tian's wife wanted to calm down, otherwise she might scare the child by making a face. After all, Xiao Huangya is only six years old this year.
But when she looked in the direction of Xiao Huangya, she burst into laughter.
Because at this time, Xiao Huangya and Tian Tiewa were both wiping each other's faces with their dirty little hands.
The two children often play together on weekdays and have fun together. The friendship between children is very good.
Tian Dazhuang looked at it with a smile on his face.
"Hey, our Tieba will care about people now?" Tian's wife was in a better mood and jokingly said, "But she has never come to care about me and kiss me. I'm really disappointed."
Tian Tiewa lowered her head nervously, her face turning red like cooked shrimps.
Xiao Huangya's eyes were innocent, and she was a little confused about the situation.
The thin little hands were still resting on Tian Tiewa's somewhat hot face.
"Oh, I can't help it anymore, I can't bear it anymore."
Tian's wife laughed loudly, "Little Huang Ya is really cute." She stepped forward, put down the bag, and held Xiao Huang Ya in her arms, "Why don't Xiao Huang Ya become our Tian's wife?"
Although she was only six years old, Xiao Huang Ya still had a vague understanding of the word daughter-in-law, and she quickly covered her face with her hands in shyness.
This action made Tian's wife laugh even louder.
Lowering her head, Tian's wife looked at her youngest son, "How about it, do you want to marry Xiao Huang Ya as your wife?"
"Um."
Unexpectedly, the hot-faced Tian Tiewa actually responded, and then said: "I will protect Xiao Huangya from now on and prevent others from bullying her."
Tian's wife's laughter suddenly stopped.
The small courtyard suddenly became quiet.
After a long time, Tian's wife reached out and touched her youngest son's face, and whispered: "Okay, then mother-in-law will propose marriage to your aunt Yang in a moment."
Tian Dazhuang looked at his wife, then at his son, then at Xiao Huangya, and the smile on his mouth became wider.
Tian's wife had a fiery temper and was very emotional. After a while, she laughed loudly again. She put Xiao Huangya on the ground, shook off the cloth under her arm, and moved back and forth on Xiao Huangya's body.
He gestured, "I went to town a few days ago and bought some pieces of cloth. I originally wanted to make new shirts for each of my two children. Now Xiao Huangya is going to be our little wife. Tieniu will wait a little longer."
Wait, why not make clothes for Xiao Huang Ya and Tie Wa together.
Well, if these two villains stand together wearing clothes of the same color, wouldn’t they look like the golden boy and girl next to the Bodhisattva?”
Although Xiao Huang Ya has good facial features, she is dark and thin.
Tian Tiewa's little face was even more dirty at this time. How could the two of them be like a golden boy and a beautiful girl?
But in the eyes of a mother, her children are always the best!
In this era, cloth was relatively expensive. Even clothes made of burlap were worn by ordinary people for a few years or more. If they got holes, they would just sew a patch with a needle and thread and be reluctant to throw them away.
Not to mention that what Tian’s wife was holding in her hands at this time was cotton cloth.
It is also rare for the Tian family to make new clothes for their two children.
"Do you really want to propose marriage?"
When Tian Dazhuang saw the piece of cloth under his wife's arm, he immediately understood that it wasn't that his wife didn't want to help Yang Juhua and her daughter, but that Xiao Huangya's clothes made of burlap were too shabby, with patches piled one on top of the other.
I want to give you a piece of cotton cloth so that Yang Juhua can sew a new dress for Xiao Huangya.
My heart feels warm.
Although he doesn't talk much, he is actually warm-hearted.
My wife is so kind-hearted, even if she has other shortcomings, why would she be dissatisfied?
"Yes." Tian's wife picked up Xiao Huangya again, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it. "Our two families are married. I will have a good reason to help Juhua in the future, and I won't be afraid of others gossiping."
In the past, rumors would spread when Tian Dazhuang went to Yang Juhua's house to help with some heavy labor.
Although it is all nonsense from those who like to chew their own words, it is indeed not good to have no relatives or friends.
When the two families get married, they become relatives, and things will naturally become different.
"good."
Tian Dazhuang nodded with a smile.
Tian Tieniu kept making faces at his younger brother.
Tian Tiewa's face became even hotter.
"Xiao Huangya, take this bag and cloth back first, don't keep your mother waiting." Tian's wife put down Xiao Huangya and said with a smile: "If you want to propose marriage, these things alone are not enough, I will buy some eggs, crap.
Get a piece of fat meat."
Xiao Huangya came here to deliver a message on behalf of the Lord. She grabbed Tian's wife's sleeve and refused to let go, "Auntie, mother, mother asked me to call you to come home."
Um?
Tian Dazhuang's expression suddenly changed, he took a few steps forward and asked in a deep voice, "Did something happen to your mother?"
Tian's wife was also shocked.
Yang Juhua was just bullied and robbed of her family's chickens. Those chickens are the only source of income for Yang Juhua's family. You won't be able to think about it for a while, right?
Thinking like this, Tian's wife panicked for a while.
"No, it's not..." Xiao Huangya was originally young and shy, unable to express what she wanted to say. Now that Tian Dazhuang had misunderstood, she couldn't explain it even more clearly, "Mother is fine, it's at home...
The uncle who was the guard from before..."
Xiao Huangya's face turned red as she stammered.
Tian Dazhuang couldn't understand what Xiao Huangya was going to say, so he raised his hand and scratched his head.
"Let me go and see it first." Tian's wife just stretched out her hand and pulled Xiao Huangya out.
But Xiao Huangya grabbed Tian Dazhuang's sleeve and refused to leave.
Tian's wife was puzzled for a while.
Tian Dazhuang suddenly thought and asked, "Your mother will let me go?"
"Yeah." Xiao Huangya nodded heavily.
"Then let's all go and have a look." As Tian Dazhuang spoke, he went into the main room and changed clothes, which was where the whole family headed towards Yang Juhua's house.
When he arrived at Yang Juhua's house, Tian Dazhuang saw Yang Haibo and Li Liang.
Yang Haibo was straight-tempered and didn't talk nonsense, so he explained why he came to see Tian Dazhuang.
Tian Dazhuang was confused and before he said anything, Tian's wife clapped her hands happily and said that she would cooperate and tell all the bad things Guanshi Hu had done in the past.
Hu Guanshi, Hu Guanshi, you also have today, I let you rob my mother's sheep, let you always think about my mother's money and food!
Although Tian Dazhuang hesitated in his heart, because he knew that Manager Hu had a huge backer, and if he could not defeat Manager Hu at once, he would be in trouble later, but his wife, who was filled with anger, was already talking nonstop to the two guards.
, he sighed softly and could only choose to cooperate.
After all, the young master is the master. If he wants to touch Guanshi Hu, Guanshi Hu’s backers must not be able to protect him, right?
After making up his mind, he interrupted his wife's words.
Because Tian's wife couldn't get to the point at all, in Tian's eyes, the most hateful thing about her was that she was being bullied by the boss and taking away her two sheep for nothing.
But if you want to bring down Guanshi Hu, these can only be regarded as trivial matters.
After Tian Dazhuang opened his mouth, Yang Haibo and Li Liang's eyes lit up and they listened attentively.
Manager Hu asked someone to pack up the chickens and sheep, and immediately sent someone to Xinglin.
At this time, Jiang Long had already sent people to the nearest village to buy a few more jars of wine.
There was nothing they could do about it, Hong Tiezhu had a bad temper even when he was drinking. He kept shouting without drinking, which attracted some brightly dressed people not far away to point at them.
Although I couldn't hear clearly what those people said, I was sure it wasn't something good.
The packed chickens and sheep were brought over, and Jiang Long asked the servants of the Jing family to make several large fires.
The three Qi brothers grew up in northern Xinjiang and often ate barbecue.
Hou Jiang and Fan Ren have been wandering in the rivers and lakes for many years, and their natural barbecue skills are not bad either.
Only the rough-tempered Hong Tiezhu could not control the heat and burnt several pieces of mutton.
But he didn't care, the charred mutton was still delicious.
Jiang Long asked people to find mud, but instead he became a beggar's chicken.
Unfortunately, it is early spring, and there are no lotus leaves or other fragrant leaves to remove the fishy smell, so we can only rely on seasonings to enhance the flavor.
But even so, when the beggar's chicken was roasted, it still made Chai Shirong's index fingers move, and he kept saying how delicious it was.
After the conflict with King Huai, Yuchai and Baoping followed Jiang Long again.
Originally, Yuchai and Baoping frowned when they saw their young master smearing mud on the chicken.
How can something so dirty taste delicious?
No, you can't eat it at all.
But when the dried clods of earth were uncovered and the outermost layer of thin skin of the native chicken was removed, and the aroma spread quickly, they twitched their little noses and swallowed.
Jiang Long gave the two girls a chicken and asked them to eat it themselves.
Then he tore off a chicken leg himself and handed it to Lin Ya, "Here, let's have a taste."
"Yeah." Lin Ya blushed and lowered her head to take it, feeling sweet in her heart.
Du Juan wrung her handkerchief tightly, looking at Lin Ya's back with resentment for a while, and then in Jiang Long's direction.
Everyone else had something to eat, but she didn't.
Everyone's mouths were full of oil after eating a few chickens.
Hong Tiezhu also cheered loudly.
It was almost noon and the wind gradually picked up.
Even the branches in the apricot forest at the foot of the mountain were swaying.
"Young Master, I'm afraid things are going to change. Let's go back to the farm, shall we?"
Yuchai glanced at the distant sky, and saw patches of dark clouds covered by the wind.
"good."
Just as Jiang Long responded, there was suddenly a commotion not far away.
"It's Madame Butterfly!"
A young man in gorgeous clothes shouted excitedly.
"She really came here for an outing today!" Another handsome young man showed an obsessed look.
"It's a pity that I came here with Prince Xiang."
"Hush, King Huai is here too!"
Lady Butterfly, Prince Xiang?
Jiang Long turned his head to look at the rioting crowd, and was unexpectedly slapped hard on the back by Chai Shirong.
"It's really Madam Butterfly, let's go and have a look." Chai Shirong's eyes were red and he stood up from the blanket anxiously.
"Is she beautiful?"
Jiang Long was pulled by Chai Shirong's arm and stood up, coughing lightly and asked.
Chai Shirong looked defeated by you, "You haven't heard of Madame Butterfly?"
"Yeah." Jiang Long nodded calmly.
"You! Fortunately, you are still the son of Marquis Jingxian!" Chai Shirong looked helpless.
What does this have to do with his deceased father?
Jiang Long couldn't understand.
"That's all, you don't even recognize King Huai, and it's not surprising that you haven't heard of Madam Butterfly. Come on, let's talk as we walk."