Chapter 609: The old lady is responsive (add more to the feeling)

Ye Yaodong looked at his wife without a word.

She knows too much!

But his wife is responsive to him now, so how could she not give him money?

Those who don’t give him money are old calendars, it’s all last year... uh... it’s just before last year...

Doesn’t it seem like how long has passed?

He thought that the history of waste was long past.

Time flies so slowly, hurry up to turn over the new year, so that his parents don't always feel that his past is right in front of them, and it hasn't been long, and it will always be brought up.

"Why do you have such a good memory? I'm always the head of the family, why won't she give me money?"

"The head of the family, you still have no money in your pocket."

Ye Yaodong: "..."

Can you not tell the truth? I feel despised by my mother.

He touched his pocket to refute, but found that he really had no money.

"Who goes to sea with a pile of money in their pockets?"

That's right! Whoever goes out to sea with a lot of banknotes should be kept at home for his wife to keep!

"My father has no money in his pocket."

"Isn't that enough? Suddenly speaking such nice words, there must be something wrong. Coax me to work more for you? Just like your father."

Father Ye came back one step ahead of Ye Yaodong. He was just going to the next door to borrow a knife and a cutting board to help kill the fish, when he heard the mother and son muttering bad things about him.

"What about me? What's wrong with me?"

"Mother said that you always love to be courteous for nothing, **** or steal, and you always like to say good things when your pockets are empty."

Father Ye: "???"

What's the matter with him?

"Okay, what are you talking about all day long? Work more when you have nothing to do, talk less, a bunch of fish haven't been killed yet, and you still have time to mutter and talk non-stop..."

"Old stuff..."

Mother Ye gave him a sideways look, cursed secretly, and continued to kill fish without talking nonsense with them.

Ye Yaodong stood up happily, and let his father and his mother fall in love and kill each other.

In the room, the messy tabletop had been cleaned up, and only Lin Xiuqing was still eating.

"Have you finished your meal yet? I think my mother is killing fish there."

Lin Xiuqing was peeling the prawns, "No, just put away the table and chopsticks and washed them first, otherwise there will be no bowls and chopsticks to eat. There are not enough bowls and chopsticks in front, so I borrowed them from the second sister-in-law."

"Mother and the old lady have already eaten. I will peel off the remaining shrimp and shrimp, and save the meat. I will cook seafood porridge tomorrow morning and put a handful of vegetables in it. The two children will definitely like it."

"Otherwise, no one will eat them tomorrow. Although they are all shells, it is a pity to throw them away. The crabs will not be peeled. It is too laborious and there is not much meat."

"Then just peel one shrimp, and leave the rest alone. Anyway, we have to go to sea at night, and there will be more tomorrow." As he said, he also started to help peel together.

Before, I thought that there would be a lot of people, and there were quite a lot of goods left behind. I didn’t expect that I had just finished my meal and hadn’t had two glasses of wine before I left in a hurry. There was a lot of food left, which was really a waste.

"Keep them all for now, the weather is cold, so they won't go bad if left undisturbed, and you can eat them again tomorrow. Those leaders, are they all gone?"

"Let's go, as soon as the tractor comes, lift the sea monster onto the truck and leave."

"Remember to keep the number and don't lose it. In case we have something to do and we can still call someone, then Director Chen is quite nice."

"Well, the number is in the pocket of my cotton-padded jacket, and I will take it back to the locked drawer of the house later."

"I thought that we would have to go to the city to buy a few thousand catties to dry it again. I didn't expect the weather to be good these two days, but I saved some money and made more money."

"Well, I'm thinking about telling Dad to invite two more people to go to sea with him to collect the goods at night. I'll go back to my mother's house with you tomorrow, so that it won't be too late, and I don't know when I'll be free."

"Alright, then I'll have time to order a pig's trotter later, and I'll go back tomorrow morning."

The husband and wife sat at the table together, chatting about family affairs while busy working. After peeling all the shells, one went to wash the dishes and the other helped to clean the table.

Men and women are not tired of working together, Ye Yaodong is proficient in business, and now he will help with a little housework as much as he can.

The next day, Lin Xiuqing got up early in the morning and put on clean clothes and pants for the two brothers, and put on the sleeves sewn with rags.

It saves two people from being too "pailai", and the clothes are already dirty and can't see the color after wearing them for a day.

Forget it at home, it doesn't matter, anyway, I run around all day long, so I have to clean up when I go to grandma's house as a guest.

Ye Chenghu put on a clean cotton coat and trousers, and put on a newly crochet woolen cap.

The jacket was not buttoned properly, so he couldn't wait to run outside.

"I want to tell A Haige and the others that I'm going to visit my grandma's house again by tractor."

"No tractor ride today..."

He ran away without stopping.

"Brother, wait for me~"

Ye Chengyang was also in a hurry, and immediately slid off the bed, and ran out in cotton slippers.

Lin Xiuqing quickly grabbed him and put on another pair of cotton shoes for him, "Why are you so anxious, you said two days ago not to take your brother there."

Ye Chengyang opened his eyes wide, "Ah, don't take my brother, that's right, I'll tell him..."

As he said that, he ran out in a hurry, unable to catch or scream.

She went back to the main room and tidied up her things again. In fact, she didn’t buy too much. She gave away a lot during the Mid-Autumn Festival. fish only.

Can’t move to her mother’s house like that. Although A Dong can’t say anything, her parents will say that she can’t live.

The old lady is standing by the stove and sprinkles the chopped green vegetables into the pot. The seafood porridge is already cooked, put the green vegetables in and cook for a while, then add some salt to eat

She also read a few words, "You should wear thicker clothes, so as not to catch a cold. Let Dongzi remember to wear gloves. The cyclist is very cold, so he should wear a scarf and hat. He sits in front of the bicycle, and the wind blows. They blew it right in his face."

"Yangyang also needs to put on thicker clothes for him. When he sits on the front bumper, the wind will also blow on his face. Apply clam oil on him so that he doesn't freeze dry and crack his skin."

"knew."

Old people like to chant, and Lin Xiuqing is used to it, so it’s just right to answer it anyway.

"Dong hasn't gotten up yet? I'm exhausted from going to sea for the past two days. It's still very frosty and cold outside. Let him sleep a little longer. The sun will come out later, and there will be time to start again. You don't have to wait for yourself to ride a bicycle." ..."

"Um…"

She put all the things in the basket, put the pig's trotters and five catties of pork belly in the bucket, and covered them with cloth. When I set off later, I just needed to hang the two baskets and the bucket on the handles on both sides.

Ye Yaodong actually woke up a long time ago, but he just didn't want to get up lazily, so he shrank into the bed, intending to lie down for a while. It's a cold day, and there is no place more comfortable than the bed.

The little girl who looked like a meatball was lying on her side, her cheeks were like buttocks, she was flushed in sleep, and there was still glistening saliva at the corner of her mouth, no matter how much she looked at her, she couldn't get enough of it.

It wasn't until Lin Xiuqing came in to urge him to get up and eat that he looked away with still insatiable desire.

"What if a ghost boy comes here and takes my daughter away? It's hard to think about it."

"What is the Will-o'-the-wisp boy?"

"Alas~" Ye Yaodong was not in the mood to explain.

His daughter just caught up with the post-80s army.

Lin Xiuqing looked at him in bewilderment and sighed early in the morning with a displeased look on his face, and felt that he was weird.

"Why are you complaining? Get up quickly, she is not yet a year old, and you are worried that she will find some boy after the age of 20? You are worrying a little too early."

"It's too early to find a partner at the age of 20. Let's wait until the age of 30. It's better to have a son. It's not a disadvantage to harm other girls."

Lin Xiuqing chuckled, "Come on, how old is 30 years old? If you are not married at 30 years old, you will be laughed at by others, and you will not be able to get married. My son is not very good. He is called a parent twice in three days, and he can't beat him." Come."

"It's okay, let the teacher help you. How old are you if you are not married at the age of 30? There are people who are not married at the age of 40."

Ye Yaodong got up mutteringly, and put on the clothes and pants that Ah Qing had folded for him in advance.

"Daughter left for the old lady to watch today?"

"Give it to mother, she didn't go to work today, the old lady is getting old, and Xiaojiu is too heavy, don't fall without one, drop two."

"Oh, it's Sunday, that's just right."

The couple talked in a low voice, and walked out, closing the door behind them.

At this time, Ye Chengyang came in crying with snot and tears to complain.

"Mom, brother hit me~"

"What are you doing again? Day by day, you hit me, I hit you, dirty my clothes, don't bother to go out."

Lin Xiuqing lowered her face and patted the dirty place on his clothes twice.

Ye Chenghu trotted over from behind, and said angrily, "He said you take him instead of me to grandma's house."

"I won't take you!"

"You still say it! If you say it again, I will beat you!"

The couple looked at the cross-eyed brothers with black lines all over their heads, and Ye Yaodong didn't feel that his son was getting better...

Both of them are debt collectors, both of whom deserve beatings!

"Stop it, if you continue to quarrel and fight, don't bother to go, your mother and I will ride a bicycle by ourselves, go and come back quickly, don't mention how easy it is."

"No, I'm going."

"I also need to go!"

"Shut up, wash your hands and eat."

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

The two brothers turned their heads away displeased with each other.

The old lady packed the seafood porridge in bowls, put them on the table to cool, and then stood aside happily watching, "I quarrel and fight now, and I will be better later, just like one person."

"Leave them alone, let's eat first." Ye Yaodong took the lead to sit down, picked up his chopsticks and took a sip, "Seafood porridge is better than sweet potato porridge."

"Of course, it took a long time to peel it, and it took a lot of effort to get that small bowl of meat. Isn't it delicious to cook porridge? Eat more, warm up your body, and you won't feel cold when you ride a bike later."

"Well, I think it's because you have good craftsmanship, it's very thick and delicious."

The two boys also think that seafood porridge is better than white porridge and sweet potato porridge, and they are very supportive.

"The porridge cooked by Ah Tai is better than that cooked by Niang, and has more flavor."

"Well, Ah Tai's cooking is the best."

The old lady was delighted to coax them.

"Eat more if it tastes good. Let your grandfather save some fresh ones to peel at night, and cook them tomorrow. Fresh porridge is more delicious."

Lin Xiuqing remained silent, so the old lady responded to every request and didn't find it troublesome.

How could she have the spare time to shell and peel the meat to cook seafood porridge, if she has the time, she might as well kill the fish, because she was afraid of wasting it yesterday.

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