Chapter 30 My name is Wang Yingming
Before the aunt could finish her chattering, the uncle interrupted her impatiently: Okay, don't talk about it, Xiuer has done everything, what's the use of saying this? Is the child bothering you?
After being mentioned by Wang Wenyuan, Zhang Shuzhen remembered that her emotions were too intense just now. Although she was kind, Xiu'er was not her daughter after all. It was indeed a bit inappropriate for her to blame others so vehemently.
Haha, yes, Xiu, don't be angry, my aunt is just in a hurry, and she goes bald when she's in a hurry. Actually, there's no other meaning... Afraid that Han Mingxiu would be unhappy, Zhang Shuzhen hurriedly asked for an explanation.
Han Mingxiu's two lifetimes add up to a person in his forties, how can he be so ignorant? The aunt's reproach was also for her sake, and she could still see that.
It's alright, aunt, I don't know how bad I am. I know you are good for me. By the way, what else do you have to do, I will help you.
When Zhang Shuzhen heard that Han Mingxiu was going to help her cook, she waved her hands in fright, No, no, you can rest in the house, it's not much work, I and Sister Xing'er will finish it in a few seconds, I don't need you.
She didn't dare to use the girl to cook, the whole family had so little oil, if she let this girl cook, she would have to lose everything, what would they eat in the next year, so she would rather suffer by herself Tired, and never let this girl touch her oil bottle!
When Han Mingxiu saw her aunt's appearance as if she was facing a great enemy, she knew what she was afraid of.
The chaos was still in the kitchen, grinding around the two pots of fried food. Zhang Shuzhen knew what he was doing without even looking at it.
It's a big mess, you go outside to play with me, your brother Jianfeng will come in a while, and these things have to be saved for your brother Jianfeng to come and eat.
Hearing the three words 'Jianfeng brother', the chaos suddenly became serious, and he gave up the idea of stealing food, swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty, Mother, I understand, I'll go pick up my brother...
After finishing speaking, he went out with a run.
The 'Jianfeng brother' in Zhang Shuzhen's mouth is the son she gave birth to with her ex-husband, Huo Jianfeng. He is twenty years old this year. He joined the army after graduating from junior high school. Now he has reached the position of platoon leader. He is young and promising. The young man is also the backbone and pride of Zhang Shuzhen.
It's just that this child has been a soldier for five years, and has never come back during this period, making Zhang Shuzhen cry and scream.
With great difficulty, I wrote back some time ago, saying that he would be able to come back to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year this year. He also said that he would come back in the 30th year of the new year, which made Zhang Shuzhen very happy. From the time he received the letter from his son, he wrote to his son. Ready to eat, save all the delicious food at home, others can't eat a single bite, just wait for my son to come back to eat.
Regarding Zhang Shuzhen's partiality to Huo Jianfeng, the three masters of the Wang family don't mind at all. To be honest, if Zhang Shuzhen is not good to Huo Jianfeng, they will not be happy.
The reason why they think this way is not entirely because of blood relationship, but because the three masters admire Huo Jianfeng from the bottom of their hearts, including Wang Wenyuan, the old man, and the five-body admiration of Huo Jianfeng's boy.
Back then, because Wang Wenyuan was a lame man and Zhang Shuzhen was a widow from the second marriage, their family was bullied a lot in the village, and they despised the second-rate sons in the village, and they always bullied Wang Wenyuan for fun. Later, when Huo Jianfeng came to their house and came to the door, he was catching up with two village tyrants bullying Wang Wenyuan. Huo Jianfeng saw it and went up to fight without saying a word. Those two guys don't dare to bully their family anymore.
That year, Huo Jianfeng was only fifteen years old, still a half-year-old child, and the two rogues were both big men in their twenties, and they were both well-known warfighters in eight villages. Huo Jianfeng packed up his clothes!
Since then, this kid has become famous in the village, and everyone in the village knows that their Laowang family has a son who can beat him, so no one dares to bully their family again.
So, it is thanks to Jianfeng that their family can live in the village so peacefully!
When Jianfeng left, the chaos was only four years old, and he didn't remember much. For this brother who didn't live with them, the only thing he remembered was the war. Those two village tyrants begging grandpa to tell grandma, not to mention how relieved they are!
Although he was young at that time, that incident left a deep impression on him, so much so that he still worships Brother Jianfeng so much, it's like worshipping an idol!
It is precisely because of his admiration for Brother Jianfeng that Da Chao gave up the meat and fries that were readily available in front of him. Otherwise, even if his mother whipped him with a broom Gada, he would have to grab some and eat it, and he would never give up the meat that came to his mouth easily.
After leaving the house, he ran out to pick up Brother Jianfeng, and went to the north of Tunzi.
After playing for about half an hour, I suddenly saw a tall and strange man walking on the village road in the distance.
The man was in his twenties, with straight facial features and a cold expression. Just by looking at his sturdy figure, you could tell what he was doing.
After being stunned for a moment, he rushed to the strange man and said loudly, Are you my brother Jianfeng?
Huo Jianfeng stopped, looked up and down the chaos, and said, You are in chaos!
Hearing the chaos, he immediately understood that the person in front of him must be Brother Jianfeng, otherwise others would not know it was him.
Well, I'm a chaos, I'm waiting for you here, er brother, I'm not called a chaos now, I'm going to school, my name is Wang Yingming... Da chaos corrected excitedly.
In front of the hero in his mind, Da Chao wanted to perform well, but at the same time he was a little annoyed. The brother he admired the most knew that he had such a fucking nickname, what should he think of him!
Hey, it's all my mother's fault. She appointed Brother Jianfeng to write to him and tell him about it. He has to talk to his mother about it tomorrow...
Well, Yingming, let's go back then.
Huo Jianfeng called Da Chao 'wise' to save face, almost bulging out Wang Da Chao's big snot bubble, and happily took Huo Jianfeng home.
At this time, Han Mingcui had already brought her two daughters, and was sitting on the edge of the kang embarrassingly, giving her aunt the soles of her shoes.
Originally, she didn't want to come here to disturb her. During the New Year's Day, she came to the elder's house as a junior, but she didn't give her aunt and uncle any New Year's gift. She was so embarrassed.
However, if you don't come, you can't.
In the morning, we ate dumplings at home. Xiao Ying'er and Xiao Li just ate two of them. When they were about to eat the third one, her mother-in-law started to scold people and forbid the children to continue eating them.
The two of them couldn't get enough to cook the dumplings at all. Seeing the child holding the chopsticks and reluctant to throw them away, Han Mingcui felt very distressed, so she wanted to save a few dumplings from her own mouth and give them to the two children.
As a result, as soon as this idea came up, she was scolded by her father-in-law, Wang Fengcun.
You ignorant prodigal daughter-in-law, it doesn't matter if you don't eat, can you bear the burden of starving the child in your stomach? That is the grandson of our old Wang's family, you are starving for the flesh and blood of our old Wang's family for two foreigners, I See how tight you are?
As soon as her father-in-law's scolding fell, her man's terrifying eyes followed him, making her scalp numb, and she dared not say anything about saving her share of dumplings for her daughter to eat.
Finally, in the low choking sound of the two children, she swallowed her own share of dumplings.
She filled her stomach with gas, but the child was still hungry. She couldn't bear to let the child go hungry for the new year. In desperation, she had to shamelessly come to her uncle's house to eat again.
