Chapter 22 Mother's kindness and son's filial piety chorus
Yu Jiaojiao stood at the door with her hands on her waist, and a sly look flashed in her eyes.
"The leather is tight again? Brother, let me loosen it for you." Yu Jingting's nose hurts from being bumped by his wife, and he took out his anger on his sister.
Jiaojiao makes faces at him.
Suozi watched him and his sister gossip from the sidelines.
"Yu Jiaojiao, get out!" Wang Cuihua roared from inside the room.
"Brother save me!"
Jiaojiao jumped into the big sauce jar on the side, and Yu Jingting quickly covered it with something.
As soon as it was finished, Wang Cuihua rushed out with a feather duster in a murderous manner.
"Where's the little brat?"
"Run away." Yu Jingting saw that he often protected his sister.
Wang Cuihua beat him with a feather duster.
"You just protect the little brat."
"Where is the ashes? It doesn't hurt at all. Come on, help me play this side too." Yu Jingting turned around, wearing a cotton-padded jacket in winter, and it doesn't hurt or itch to interrupt him with a feather duster.
Wang Cuihua is a golden rooster and is independent. She wants slippers and beats him with the soles of her shoes.
"Mother, put out the fire! Because of what?" Suizi hurriedly stopped her, not forgetting to cast a glance at Yu Jingting.
Frankly speaking, he is really a poor smoker.
"Take a look, what is hidden in this girl's schoolbag!"
Wang Cuihua led tassels into the house.
The kang is full of homework books, without writing any homework, but full of small animals with different expressions, and the paintings are quite vivid.
Suozi casually picked up the tattered Chinese book that was missing the original cover and turned over two pages, all of which were doodles.
The painting talent is quite strong, and Li Bai's profile picture was changed to show her fangs, claws and eyes, and the word Yu Jingting was written crookedly on the side.
The math book is the same, except that there are no class notes, and all kinds of illustrations are available.
Yu Jingting took his sister's book from Suizi, flipped through it, and nodded.
"Isn't it good to paint?" I still didn't forget to take a pen to scribble out my name and write Yu Jiaojiao's.
This is not a fight, but a fire. Wang Cuihua is about to breathe fire again.
"I sent her to study so that she could draw villains? She scored 5 in math and 0 in Chinese. She dared to hide the mid-term exam papers and lied to me that the exam results didn't come down. Oh, I'm so angry."
Suizi looked at her mother-in-law distressedly, this was indeed a very angry thing, and was about to persuade her a few words, when Yu Jingting threw the book on the kang and laughed.
"Not as good as me!"
"How much did you take the exam?" Suizi was the same age as him.
She went to school earlier, a year earlier than him, and Yu Jingting reluctantly stopped studying until the first day of junior high school. When he was in school, Suizi and he were both characters who often went to the playground podium.
Suizi is the student representative, and the flag-raising ceremony is also the flag-bearer every week, a typical example of a top student.
He went up to do a self-criticism, and he became famous throughout the school.
Fighting, smashing glass, beating teachers and doing all sorts of bad things.
"When I was the same age as her, I could score more than 20 points in mathematics. Who is like her? 5 points, hahaha!"
Xue Zha ruthlessly mocked Xue Mo.
Xueshen was silent.
At this moment, Suizi felt empathy with the teacher who taught the siblings. Teachers are not easy.
Yu Jingting walked along the edge of the kang with his hands behind his back like an old cadre, commenting on his sister's exam results.
"I taught her a long time ago, don't hide the test paper after the test, how stupid?"
Suozi looked at him suspiciously, this guy still has the consciousness to educate his sister?
"Steal the teacher's red pen, add a 9 in front of the 5, and add a 10 in front of the 0. This girl doesn't even bother to change her score, she's so unfilial!"
"You can't teach me any good cakes! You fooled me like this back then! Now you let your sister fool you. If she can't get married in the future, you can raise her!"
"It's just an extra pair of chopsticks, and it's not that I can't afford it."
"Mother, stop kicking." Suizi pulled back.
"Hey, my wife loves me."
"He has thick skin and a padded jacket, and it doesn't hurt to kick him. Mom, I'll get you an iron shovel."
"???" Yu Jingting found that this little girl is really good at learning, and she is very active in learning bad things.
"I'm upset just looking at you!" Wang Cuihua snarled at her son's evil dragon, turned her head and grabbed Suizi's hand, "Don't get close to the silly roe deer, lest his stupidity be transmitted to my little grandson in my stomach, and sleep with my mother at night."
"Listen to mother." Suizi looked like a little daughter-in-law with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, with her lowered head and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
She also didn't want to sleep on the kang with the big villain Yu Jingting.
The firepower of such a big boy is strong, he is thick-skinned, what should he do if he hurts the child.
Yu Jingting heard that he was about to be deprived of the right to go to the kang again, so he quit, turned around and went out. A minute later, Yu Jiaojiao's screams came from the courtyard.
"Yu Tiegen! You are not a good cake! You betrayed your own sister for a woman!"
"Is there any reason to score zero in the test? Go, go and apologize to your mother."
The man who was shining like a good brother just now, in order to sleep with his wife on the kang, mercilessly pushed his sister out.
Drag the daughter-in-law out, and the younger sister pushes in. As soon as the door is closed, Wang Cuihua's roar and Jiaojiao's cries are intertwined into a chorus of motherly kindness and filial piety.
Suizi was afraid that her mother-in-law would break her sister-in-law, so she wanted to go in and stop her, but was held tightly in Yu Jingting's arms.
"Don't stop it, you can't stop it, this girl can't finish this beating, and the family can't calm down."
At present, every family raises children rough, and they don’t know the principles.
Suizi looked in through the small glass on the door. Wang Cuihua danced wildly with a broom, most of which fell on the edge of the kang, and fell on the child only a few times.
Jiaojiao was crying hoarsely, the thunder was loud and the rain was light, and from time to time she even peeked at her mother's reaction, and yelled no matter whether she got a cigarette or not.
Yu Jingting counted down with his arms around him.
"My mother scolded Wan Jiaojiao for not living up to expectations, it's almost time to cry that my father died too early—"
"Her father! Why did you leave so early, you bastard? It would be nice to take me away together!"
"Cry for about a minute, then curse a few more words."
A minute later, the roar came as expected.
"It's over, let's call it a day, the rain is over and the sky is clear." Yu Jingting heard that there was no movement inside, so he patted the tassels to get used to it.
Taiko rubs her temples. The mother-in-law's seemingly harsh education method can't be said to be useful or not, only that it doesn't make much sense.
Wang Cuihua opened the door, and she was just as Yu Jingting said, with a pleasant face, as if nothing had happened.
Jiaojiao was lying on the edge of the Kang and fiddling with her new pen happily. On her little face, where the tears hadn't dried yet, how could there be any introspection and understanding of mistakes?
Suizi couldn't stand it anymore, she had to make a move.
In the evening, taking advantage of others not paying attention, Suizi strolled behind Jiao Jiao who was drawing the villain, seemingly unintentionally asking Jiao Jiao.
"Jiaojiao, what do you want to be when you grow up?" Educating children starts with establishing ideals and correct three views.
"Become the second god!" Jiao Jiao said proudly.
The tassels are messy.
There are usually two master dancers in rural areas, one master and the other master, the master is in charge of dancing, and the second master is in charge of talking about things.
Wang Cuihua is alone, which is not very standard.
"I won't read it next year, but come back to be the second **** for my mother."
No Responsibility Little Theater:
Jiao Jiao: There was a loud click, and the two gods from Wangjiaweizi made their debut!
Suozi: Your ideal is to go to college
Jiao Jiao:? ? ? I don't think so
Suozi: No, you want
(end of this chapter)