Mrs. Zhou stood near the door, with her hands on her hips, as if she was a dead pig and was not afraid of boiling water.
The customer next to her advised her: "Boss Shen has been going to the south for a while, and he should be back soon. Can't you guys explain everything clearly in person? Why do you have to make a fuss in the store?"
"Then what if she doesn't come back?"
Zhou's triangular eyes squinted and she said in a bitter tone: "If she doesn't come back, wouldn't it mean that He Lingshuang, an old witch, would get a huge advantage for nothing?"
"He Lingshuang, hand over the child and the noodle shop quickly, or I will reveal all the dirty things you have done and make you embarrassed to see anyone again!"
He was very angry when he heard this, "Then tell me what dirty things I did?"
She, He Lingshuang, has been in Stone Town for ten years. She has always treated people with enthusiasm and has never done anything untoward. How could she have done anything dirty?
"Back then, Meng Yuan suddenly wanted to adopt Feng'er and Yun'er into his own name. Was it you, the old witch, who instigated it behind his back?"
"Yes, it's me." He answered simply, "It's just to prevent a shameless woman like you from coming back to attack me!"
"Beware of me? He Lingshuang, why do you say this? No matter how bad I am, I am still the wife of Brother Heng and the mother of two children. Who do you think you are? Why do you interfere in the affairs of the Meng family? Why do you occupy the Meng family?
the property of?"
"Bah!" Mr. He spat at her, "Why do you have the nerve to speak? Brother Heng was so good to you when he was alive. He always followed you for everything delicious and delicious. As a result, after death, there will be no one left.
Yue, you remarried!"
"Why have you forgotten that you are the wife of Brother Heng and Ming Media at this time?"
"After giving birth to Yun'er, when you were crying and asking for money, and threatening Meng Yuan to strangle the child to death if he didn't give the money, why didn't you think about yourself as the mother of the child?"
The customers in the store were stunned when they heard this, "Isn't this woman's heart too poisonous? After all, it's her own blood that she gave birth to after ten months of hard work. How can she bear it?"
"That's right, if a man dies and remarries, you can remarry, but you gave birth to your children through hard work, so why don't you treat them well?"
"I know this woman. She is the wife of an old gambler in our village. She quarrels with people in the village all day long. After quarreling, she will quarrel with everyone in the west. She is an unreasonable and rogue!"
"..."
Listening to the people pointing and cursing around her, Ms. Zhou knew that she was being unreasonable, so she simply broke the jars and smashed them. She rushed into the store and started flipping tables and throwing bowls, muttering in her mouth as she threw them:
"Let you occupy my noodle shop, let you snatch my children from me, snatch them, I'll let you snatch them!"
Seeing the smashed porcelain bowl on the ground, Mrs. He was so distressed that she grabbed the back of her neck and threw her out.
Mrs. Zhou was not one who was willing to suffer losses. When she realized what she was doing, she let out a squeak and pounced on him with all her teeth and claws.
However, she was too thin and not very strong, so she was no match for He. As soon as she came closer, He cut her arms behind her back and slapped her so many times that her head buzzed.
"He Lingshuang, just wait and see, this matter is not over today!"
Zhou didn't expect that she would really dare to take action. She was so frightened that she said nothing, covered her face and ran away.
Mr. He turned around and apologized to the guest, packed up the smashed porcelain bowl, and was about to go back to the kitchen to cook noodles. Before leaving, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Meng Qifeng standing at the door of the store.
He looked downcast in the direction Zhou left, his lips pursed and silent, like a quiet little tree stump.
He walked up to him distressedly, rubbed his head, and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Feng'er, be obedient. We don't feel sorry for such a person. It's not worth it."
Meng Qifeng nodded obediently and followed her into the noodle shop.
In fact, he was not very sad.
I just don't understand something.
Why are other people's mothers so nice, but his mother only wants money and quarrels?
I never asked him if he had eaten well or if he had new clothes.
He just wanted a little attention.
Just a little bit.
On the other side, Mrs. Zhou returned to the village with a red and swollen face.
Zhou's husband, Sun Dafu, rarely went out to drink. He was sitting under the poplar tree in front of his house and taking a nap.
Hearing the footsteps, he yawned and opened his eyes, opened his mouth and started to curse: "Unlucky bitch, you can't lay eggs, you can't make money, you can't even cook, I think you need a beating again"
Got it!"
Zhou was like a quail, shrinking her neck and not daring to reply, and quickly ran to the kitchen to light a fire to cook.
The rice and noodle bowls at home are all empty, with only some dried sweet potatoes and brown rice left.
She grabbed a handful of brown rice mixed with dried sweet potatoes and boiled it with water. She filled half the pot of batter with a large bowl for Sun Dafu, but she could only drink the bottom of the bowl.
Sun Dafu was not satisfied with this. He ate and cursed at the same time, and his mouth was never clean.
Zhou didn't dare to talk to him the whole time, but at the end when he saw that Sun Dafu had almost eaten, he finally summoned the courage to say, "I saw Feng'er in the town today."
"Feng'er? What's wrong? You still can't forget the man from before? If you can't forget, just go down and stay with him. I won't stop you."
"No." Ms. Zhou quickly explained: "Didn't I tell you that the child was adopted by his brother-in-law and even his household registration was removed. Today I heard someone said that the child's brother-in-law died on the front line and the child's aunt also ran away.
If you don't, just leave..."
Before he finished speaking, Sun Dafu punched him, "You bitch, do you want me to help you raise that bastard?"
"Dafu! Dafu, listen to me. The children's aunt left a noodle shop before she left. I went to check it out. The business is very good. If we adopt those four children, the noodle shop will be ours! Then we will have money to spend.
All the money is gone!"
"A noodle shop? She's already gone, why should she leave a noodle shop? Are you not mistaken?"
"Who knows why she wants to keep a noodle shop? Anyway, that's what people in Yanghua Village say. It's true. Dafu, don't you want to open a shop and be the boss?"
The last sentence can be regarded as asking Sun Dafu's heart. If you can do business and make money, who is willing to work hard to farm? Even if you don't do business, just selling the store will make more money.
"This is feasible, but what are you going to do with the four children? No matter how little their appetites are, the children will always open their mouths. If they keep eating, will they starve us all?"
"This is easy to handle. When the time comes, let's keep Feng'er and Yun'er, and sell the remaining two to Ren Yazi. Maybe they can be sold for a lot of money!"
The more Ms. Zhou thinks about it, the more beautiful she becomes. With money, she doesn’t have to eat hard dried sweet potatoes every day. White rice tastes so delicious when paired with fatty pork!
Sun Dafu curled his lips and glanced at her, wondering what kind of wife I would marry if I had enough money, and why would I help others raise their children if I couldn't bear as many children as I wanted?
He is not a fool!
He didn't dare to say this out loud, after all, it was up to Zhou to grab the noodle shop.
He rolled his eyes, suppressed all his calculations, and asked her: "Where is the noodle shop you mentioned? Take me there and have a look."
"We can't just go there. The noodle shop is now in the hands of that old witch from the He family. She's not easy to mess with. She's very capable. Even the two of us together may not be able to defeat her!"
She had miscalculated before, thinking that Mr. He would not dare to touch her in front of so many people. She did not expect that Mr. He would be so aggressive and would hit her at will, without any regard for face. This chapter has been completed!