Mrs. Li howled for a while outside the Shu Family Courtyard. She was so exhausted that she didn't get anything. Instead, a group of villagers came over to watch the joke.
Originally, Yang Dacong still had the intention to ask everyone to help him scold Mrs. Shu.
As a result, everyone just refused to talk to each other. We are all from the same village. Do you still know who Mrs. Shu is?
Six words to describe: Don’t cause trouble, don’t be afraid of trouble!
These two people from other villages still want to use them as gunmen to fight against Mrs. Shu. What are they dreaming about?
So Yang Dacong almost lost his temper, and only an old woman named Zhang was willing to chime in with a few words.
But if you ask her to knock on Shu’s door, I’m sorry, but she won’t do anything that’s not good for her!
In the end, the two of them felt it was boring, so they patted their butts and left in despair.
But it was already too late to leave at this time. Mr. Yang over there learned from his daughter-in-law what bad things his son-in-law had done, and immediately rushed over without stopping.
When they arrived at the place, they saw Yang Dacong making harsh words in front of Shu's house. He was immediately furious. He broke off a branch and rushed forward, beating Yang Dacong until he was jumping around like a shrimp.
Yan Yan heard his howling like a ghost, and became curious, so she hurriedly lay down in front of the door to watch the excitement.
When Mr. Yang spanked her, Xiaotuanzi's butt would shake, as if she was the one being spanked.
Maybe it hurt too much, so Xiao Tuanzi stopped looking and ran to Mrs. Shu to pass the news: "Grandma, Grandpa Yang is here. Why don't you go out and have a look?"
"If you don't go, he might not be beaten as soon as I go out. A little brat with evil intentions like Yang Dacong deserves a beating!"
Mrs. Shu took a leisurely sip of water, waved to the little dumpling, and asked with a smile: "I have already tasted the chicken stewed with mushrooms. What would Yan Bao want to eat tonight? Grandma will cook it for you."
"Ah..." Yan Yan opened her mouth, and all kinds of delicacies came to her mouth and then flew away.
It’s strange, she obviously has a lot of things she wants to eat, but why can’t she think of any of them at the critical moment?
Xiaotuanzi grabbed the soft flesh on his cheek and thought about it. After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with a delicious food.
"I want to eat dumplings. Grandma made dumplings for Yan Yan during the Chinese New Year. They were delicious! Can grandma make dumplings?"
"Of course, it's not hard for grandma to make dumplings."
Mrs. Shu thought about the ingredients at home and said, "Let's make dumplings stuffed with shepherd's purse and pork tonight. My wife, you go pick and wash the vegetables first. After we get rid of the group of people outside, we will start making dumplings!"
Outside the hospital.
Mr. Yang finally calmed down after breaking three branches in a row, and dragged his unscrupulous descendant Yang Dacong to Shu's house to apologize and admit his mistake.
Now that someone who could speak human words came, Mrs. Shu's attitude became much softer. She didn't care too much about the strong green onion, and turned around to talk to Mr. Yang about settling accounts.
Mr. Yang naturally disagreed, shook his head like a rattle, and repeatedly stated that he would take good care of Yang Dacong so that nothing like this would happen again.
At this time, Mrs. Shu began to persuade people with her reasoning, saying that we are all parents. You think about your son, and I have to think about my son. You can't let my son be your son's free servant for the rest of his life, right?
Mr. Yang was already embarrassed by what she said. Yang Xiaofang, who was hiding in the window and listening in the corner, struck hard again and knelt down before him when he entered the door.
Then he said with tears in his eyes: "Dad, I'm sorry, I may have to break my promise to you. I have to think about Qing Feng. I can't even afford him money to get a wife in the future."
Mr. Yang loves his daughter very much, and it makes him feel bad to see his daughter crying like this.
I can only tell her the truth: "Actually, I have already thought about it. I will try to earn as much money as possible during the years I am here. When I die, the carpentry shop will be left to you and Mingyi, and the money will be left to your elder brother. In this way, the two
Everyone can live a good life."
Mrs. Shu didn't expect that he could reach this point, and she was touched for a while, but she was still touched, and things still had to be done.
"My father-in-law, your idea is great, but it is difficult to implement.
No matter how close Mingyi is to you, in the eyes of outsiders, he is just your son-in-law, separated from your biological son.
When the time comes that you really leave and the two of them fight over the carpenter's shop, who do you think everyone is going to turn to?"
Mr. Yang is mute. He is still alive. Yang Dacong dares to do this shit behind his back. When he is gone, what will happen?
Mrs. Shu sighed softly and said, "So some accounts should be settled."
Mr. Yang still didn't speak.
The old man was silent for a long time facing the window, and finally said with a lonely look: "Let's do this, the previous accounts will be forgotten, and all the food expenses will be written off.
From now on, Mingyi will still work in the carpenter's shop, and I will give him half of the income from the carpenter's shop. When he saves enough money, he can do it alone if he wants to. If not, he can always follow me. Do you think this arrangement is okay?"
Mrs. Shu agreed, "Okay, from now on they will no longer live and eat at Yang's house, and they will rent another house and live their own life. This will also help the couple cultivate their relationship."
It would be more helpful for her grandson to get rid of his bad habit of opening his mouth and howling.
"Okay, I'll find someone to write a document later, and the matter will be settled."
Mr. Yang touched his chin, apologized to her again, then stood up and said goodbye.
The goal was achieved, and Mrs. Shu greeted him with a smile on her face to stay for dinner, but Mr. Yang had no nerve to stay, so he walked out of Yaoshui Village while cursing.
Mrs. Li and Yang Dacong were so angry that they almost exploded. If they came here today, they would not only lose their wives and lose their soldiers, but also lose half of their carpentry shop. They would be ruined for the rest of their lives!
After seeing off the Yang family, Mrs. Shu started making dumplings.
At this time, Mrs. Sun had scalded the shepherd's purse in boiling water and chopped it into pieces. Mrs. Shu went to the kitchen and started chopping the pork. Yang Xiaofang also washed her hands and started kneading the dough.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went to the battle together and quickly made preparations.
Then the whole family got together to make dumplings!
Because the family eats a lot, the dumpling wrappers rolled out by Mrs. Shu are also very large. Yan Yan can't hold them with one hand, so she spreads the dumpling wrappers on the table to wrap them.
Put the stuffing in the middle, fold the two sides in half, and then pinch and pinch. After pinching for a long time, I picked it up and saw, oh, the dumpling wrapper has burst.
Xiaoduanzi was so angry that he stomped his feet, "Grandma, the dumpling skin is too thin and cannot be wrapped well."
Mrs. Shu squinted her eyes and smiled, "The dumplings are delicious because they have thin skins. When you bite into them, they are filled with meat fillings. How fragrant!"
Xiaotuanzi sipped his saliva and immediately let go of the dumplings and himself, "Then I won't make them anymore. I'll help grandma deliver the dumpling wrappers."
Soon, the first dumplings came out of the pan, and the little ones and the patient Shu Mingyi each got a small bowl.
Yan Yan picked up the dumpling and took a bite eagerly. She immediately made a dolphin sound from the heat, "Oh, it's so hot, so hot!"
"Eat slowly, no one will grab it for you!" Mrs. Shu reminded her while suppressing a smile.
Xiaotuanzi didn't even have time to speak. He immediately picked up the half-bitten dumpling and blew it again and again, and then took another big mouthful.
Mouth full of flavor!
The shepherd's purse is fresh, the pork is fragrant, and the texture is crisp and tender. Compared with the dumplings filled with pork and radish that she has eaten, it has a different flavor.