Song Fugui immediately shouted: "You bitch, your eyes are blinded by crying and you still need to be treated. You just know that you will lose money and you want to spend our Song family's money, don't you?"
Song Tuanyuan frowned. The tug just now was too light, so he should have slapped him again to swell the man's mouth. It was more poisonous than a shrew's mouth.
Wang Yulan didn't dare to cry anymore, but she lowered her head, her shoulders shook constantly, and sobbed.
"Get out!" Song Tuanyuan shouted.
Wang Yulan was startled and intuitively got out of bed with her child in her arms.
"Where are you going?" Song Tuanyuan was stunned and asked.
Wang Yulan raised her eyes that were red from crying: "Mom, I'm leaving now. I won't eat from the Song family, and I won't let you see me sulking..."
Song Tuanyuan closed her eyes, this Wang Yulan was really...
"You are in confinement. Neither the boy nor the girl is named Song? Does the Song family have an heir to the throne?" Song Tuanyuan said displeasedly. Seeing that Wang Yulan's cotton trousers were so torn that they could not cover her ankles,
He pulled the torn cotton quilt next to him and quickly covered her, "It's cold, don't freeze your feet and leave the root of the disease!"
Wang Yulan stared at Song Tuanyuan blankly, her hands trembling with fear. She quickly knelt down and kowtowed, "Mom, you must not sell me and my child to a brothel. Then I might as well kill myself right now..."
Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that Wang Yulan had wrapped a circle of torn cotton wool around her ankles because she disliked her cold feet. Song Tuanyuan disliked her for being wasteful, saying that only brothels needed delicate skin, tender flesh, and good hands and feet!
"I won't sell you to a brothel!" Song Tuanyuan sighed, "Although you are the daughter-in-law of our Song family, you are also an independent individual. How do I have the right to sell you?"
Wang Yulan was startled. This was not what Song Tuanyuan said before. Song Tuanyuan always said that Wang Yulan was married to the Song family with a betrothal gift of three taels of silver. She was born as a member of the Song family and died as a ghost of the Song family. She could do whatever she wanted with her.
Dispose!
In the three years since she married into the Song family, Wang Yulan has obeyed Song Yuan's words and never dared to say a word "no".
"Zhao Di..." Song Tuanyuan called the eldest granddaughter of the Song family. She always felt that the name was awkward, so she said, "Okay, you can change your name to Xiaoxiao from now on. Song Xiaoxiao, please smile more in the future!"
Song Zhaodi, oh no, Song Xiaoxiao was stunned.
When Song Xiucai was still alive, he wanted to name Song Zhaodi, but the original owner refused at all costs, saying that the girl didn't need it, so it would be fine to call her Zhaodi and bring a younger brother.
In Songjia Village alone, there are not twenty but eighteen people named Song Zhaodi.
"Xiaoxiao, look at your mother and don't let her think wildly!" After Song Tuanyuan finished speaking, he rolled his eyes at Song Fugui and said, "You, follow me!"
Song Xiaoxiao timidly raised her eyes and glanced at Song Tuanyuan.
Ever since Song Xiaoxiao was born, Song Tuanyuan had never looked at her in the eye. Even when eating, she was driven to the door to eat with the old hen at home.
The old hens in the family have a higher status than Song Xiaoxiao, because the old hens lay eggs!
Grandma actually gave her such a nice name today!
Song Xiaoxiao was sweeping the blood and soil on the kang when she heard the screams of hens in the yard.
Song Xiaoxiao was startled and hurried to take a look.
This old hen is Song Tuanyuan's favorite. Song Tuanyuan raises one egg every day. A few days ago, the old hen went to the aunt's house next door to steal some food and was beaten by the aunt. Song Tuanyuan went to kidnap her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
hair!
It was Song Tuanyuan who shouted to Song Fugui to catch the chicken in the yard.
Song Tuanyuan wanted to get Wang Yulan some food.
Wang Yulan was not fat when she got married. After working as a cow and horse in the Song family for three years, she became so thin that there was only a handful of bones left.
It’s hard to believe that such a body can still give birth to three babies!
"Mom, grandma wants to eat chicken!" Song Xiaoxiao whispered, she was still thinking about stealing eggs to replenish her mother's health that day, but now it's better, the chicken is gone!
Song Fugui caught the chicken, brought it to Song Tuanyuan, and whispered: "Mom, this is the only chicken we have at home. If you eat it, it will be gone!"
"No more ideas!" Song Tuanyuan said.
Although Song Fugui was a little reluctant to part with it, his mother wanted to eat it, so she had to give it up even if she didn't want to!
Song Fugui raised his knife and lowered it. The chicken's neck was wiped, and the chicken was beaten twice to bleed.
After Song Fugui finished killing the chicken, he saw Wang Yulan walking out of the house. With a flattering smile on her face, she whispered to Song Fugui: "I'll do it!"
"Who will do it if you don't do it? Why don't you want to have a confinement period after giving birth to a girl?" Song Fugui shouted displeased, "Hurry up, mother wants to eat chicken!"
Just as Wang Yulan was about to take the chicken, Song Tuanyuan's broomstick was thrown on Song Fugui's shoulder, scaring Wang Yulan so much that she almost fell to the ground.
Song Fugui was stunned and looked at Song Tuanyuan in confusion.
Just now Song Tuanyuan refused to let him beat Wang Yulan. He understood. Was he afraid of beating Wang Yulan to death? Now he asked Wang Yulan to stew chicken for her. Why was she unwilling?
"Yulan, go back and lie down!" Song Tuanyuan shouted displeased.
Wang Yulan's eyes narrowed and she obediently returned to the house.
"You light the fire!" Song Tuanyuan sighed in his heart. This Song Fugui is sixteen years old. This virtue cannot be developed in a day or two. She has to teach and change, and she has to take her time. Otherwise, she really wants to fight all at once.
Forget it if he dies, out of sight is out of mind!
Song Fugui quickly went to light the fire.
As the eldest son, Song Fugui had done a lot of work in the past, but since Wang Yulan married in, he has never entered the kitchen again.
His ability to make fire was poor, and the smoke was a bit loud, which made Song Fugui cough.
Song Tuanyuan was sullen and told him to go aside and cook it himself. He put the chicken in the pot and went to the backyard to pull out some pieces of perilla and Tongcao and put them into the pot together.
Perilla increases the flavor of the chicken soup. After all, Wang Yulan just gave birth and cannot eat too much salt. The chicken soup is very bland.
Tongcao produces milk.
When the chicken soup was ready, Song Tuanyuan asked Song Fugui to deliver it to Wang Yulan.
Song Fugui had hurt Wang Yulan's heart in the past three years, and it was up to Song Fugui to restore it on his own.
"Apologise properly to your wife. If you dare to do something again in the future, I will beat you to death first!" Song Tuanyuan said bitterly.
Song Fugui was very afraid of Song Tuanyuan, so he quickly responded and took it in.
The eldest granddaughter Song Xiaoxiao was kicked out.
Song Xiaoxiao was standing outside the door. She was over two years old, small and thin, with dark eyes.
Song Tuanyuan waved to Song Xiaoxiao.
Song Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment and walked up to Song Tuanyuan.
Song Tuanyuan gave a big chicken leg to Song Xiaoxiao.
Song Xiaoxiao was startled, and intuitively took her hand back, and immediately knelt on the ground. She was so frightened that she kowtowed to Song Tuanyuan: "Hey, Zhaodi will work hard. Zhaodi doesn't want to eat chicken, so don't
Sold Zhaodi!"
Song Tuanyuan was stunned for a moment.
Only when the original owner asked Song Fugui to sell his second granddaughter, he gave her an egg.
It seems that the eldest granddaughter has a shadow.
"I won't sell it to you, just eat it quickly!" Song Tuanyuan couldn't help but soften her tone.
Song Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then started kowtowing again: "Nai, from now on, Zhaodi will only drink half of the half bowl of porridge and give the other half to my sister. Don't sell your sister to me either!"
Song Tuanyuan really didn't want to sigh anymore. He stepped forward impatiently and glared at Song Xiaoxiao: "You can eat as long as you are told. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"