Chapter 409: You can only bully your aunt like that
Ma Wumei quickly settled the bet.
In addition to paying the gambling money, in the final settlement, I actually made a net profit of 78 yuan and 35 kilograms of food stamps.
All the money was given to Sun Zhaodi.
If you add in the bets in the first game, I'm afraid it would be enough for this girl's salary for a year.
With money and food stamps, people have motivation.
She seemed to have selective amnesia about the unpleasantness that had just happened.
Yang Jun understands very well that she is not a greedy person, but for her, these money and food stamps mean that she can live with dignity and ensure that her family will no longer go hungry.
She is the eldest child in the family. She has been indoctrinated by her parents since she was a child to take on the responsibility of the family. Her parents work at home and she is the only one who works outside to get paid.
She has a big appetite, and every month she has to squeeze out food from between her teeth and send it to her family.
She is not born to be brave and aggressive. The reason why she is instigated by Ma Wumei every time is purely for the sake of money and food stamps.
A group of people sat in the car and prepared to go back to Yang Jun's place for dinner.
On the way, Yang Jun said to Ma Wumei: "Wu Mei, starting from tomorrow, in addition to teaching Zhaodi fighting skills, I will also teach her how to drive. Do you understand?"
When Ma Wumei heard this, she immediately pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle Master, are you going to transfer Zhaodi away again?"
"Let me tell you, I don't agree. It's not easy for our female soldiers to have Sun Zhaodi. You can't steal love with a sword."
"Take away my fucking love."
Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "Don't forget, I gave Sun Zhaodi to your female soldier."
"I don't care, after all, once she's in my team, she's mine. Don't try to transfer her away."
Ma Wumei poked Sun Zhaodi in the arm and said, "Zhaodi, tell me whether you want to go with your Uncle Yang."
When Sun Zhaodi heard this, she looked embarrassed.
At this moment, there was a hint of reluctance in her eyes, but she finally said,
"Before entering the factory, my father told me to listen to Uncle Yang."
"I will do whatever Uncle Yang asks me to do."
Ma Wumei was anxious: "Sun Zhaodi, why are you like this? It's a shame that I treat you so well and think of you in every good thing."
"I'm sorry." Sun Zhaodi blushed and lowered her head.
"Okay, Ma Wumei, stop playing the emotional card. If you were as obedient as Sun Zhaodi, I wouldn't worry so much about you."
Yang Jun looked back at the two people sitting in the back row and said, "I'm going to let Zhaodi drive for your aunt. It's better for her to go there than to stay in the security department."
"Oh, so that's it. It's time to go. I can't stop Zhaodi from making progress."
As soon as she heard that she would be Yi Qiushui's driver, Ma Wumei no longer stopped her.
This girl likes Yi Qiushui very much, and they usually get close to each other.
Ma Wumei has been without a mother since she was a child, and has a strong sense of dependence on Yi Qiushui. Every time she is called "aunt", the title is very intimate and has no sense of violation.
It's like she is a real aunt.
Yi Qiushui also cared deeply about her. He always took good care of her and was willing to tell her anything he had to say in private.
When Sun Zhaodi heard that Yang Jun planned to let her drive for Yi Qiushui, she was very happy.
She was tall and thick, with an ordinary appearance. She loved beautiful women from the bottom of her heart, especially those with both beauty and intelligence like Yi Qiushui. She wanted to do everything for her.
What's more, Yi Qiushui was very sympathetic to this girl from the countryside. Usually, whenever there was something delicious, she would have someone bring it to her.
Therefore, she was very happy to drive for Yi Qiushui from the bottom of her heart.
Several people drove home.
Yang Anguo went back to his home as soon as he got off the car. He was too embarrassed to go there for dinner.
Yang Jun didn't bother to care about it. The grown man was not happy at all. He could pick it up but couldn't put it down.
As soon as he got home, Yang Jun found red potion and applied it to Sun Zhaodi's injured hand.
"Does it hurt?"
Yang Jun asked while applying red potion on her.
"pain."
Sun Zhaodi pursed her lips and said with a grimace: "Uncle Yang, it hurts so much when you kick someone. I have never been in such pain."
Ma Juzi was watching from the side, intending to ease the relationship between him and Sun Zhaodi, so he spoke.
"My brother should be merciful. If he uses all his strength, your hand will be useless."
"You kid are telling lies with your eyes open. My feet are obviously my feet. How come you are so merciful when you say them?"
Yang Jun rolled his eyes with contempt on his face.
You kid is really good at bragging. Which of your eyes can see that you are not using your full strength?
But he can't say it openly, at least his character as an uncle can't be ruined.
"Well, Zhiping is right, Zhaodi, let me tell you, if my uncle uses all his strength, your arm will probably be disabled." Ma Wumei agreed.
She knows Yang Jun's fighting ability very well. A wooden stake as thick as his thigh can be broken with one kick, not to mention your arm.
Yang Jun could only smile bitterly after hearing this.
These two people are really good at bragging for themselves. Others don't know it, but he is like a mirror in his heart.
He had used all his strength and was knocked back two steps. This was something that had never happened before in his history.
However, it was that kick that allowed him to test Sun Zhaodi's depth.
At present, Sun Zhaodi can't bear the full force of his kick. If it really comes to the point of life and death, he is sure to defeat Sun Zhaodi with a few moves.
However, Sun Zhaodi is still a girl under eighteen years old. If it takes a few years, he may not even be sure he can beat her.
"Uncle Yang, I underestimated you before."
Sun Zhaodi said: "Looking at your gentle manner, I thought you could only bully my aunt, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful."
When Yang Jun heard this, a black line appeared on his end.
What kind of logic does this girl have?
Why do you mean that someone like me can only bully someone like Yi Qiushui?
Just now she was thinking of asking Ma Wumei to teach her how to drive. Unexpectedly, she learned to drive without any teacher, and she drove the car very skillfully, without feeling any bumps at all.
you do not say.
He can only bully people like Yi Qiushui.
He doesn't dare to bully other women.
"Hey, I think you can drive for your aunt tomorrow."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yang Jun threw the red potion to Ma Wumei and fled.
He couldn't hold himself back from making such a joke with his niece.
Back at the house, Yang Jun stuffed two red envelopes into Wang Yuying's pocket.
"Mom, those two girls will come over to greet you later. Just give them the red envelope."
Wang Yuying was sitting in the east wing holding the stove to warm herself up. After hearing this, she stretched her head and looked outside.
"I know, I know, can mom not understand this?"
Wang Yuying reached into her pocket, tested the thickness of the red envelope, and then asked in a low voice: "It's quite a lot, right?"
"Twenty." Yang Jun said, holding up two fingers.
Wang Yuying curled her lips: "Isn't it too much of this kind of relationship? Ten yuan is worth it."
"Mom, I don't let you spend money, so don't save it for me."
Yang Jun was very worried that Wang Yuying would secretly change the red envelope while he was away.
So, he waved outside and said.
"You two come here."
Ma Wumei and Sun Zhaodi heard this and walked in quickly.
"This is your master's wife," Yang Jun introduced.
Ma Wumei called out respectfully,
"Hello, Master."
"Okay, okay, this girl is really strong. She will definitely give birth to a son in the future."
As Wang Yuying said this, she took out the red envelope Yang Jun had prepared for her and handed it over.
"It's our first time meeting you. I don't have anything to give you, Master. I just want to give you a little thought, so don't dislike it."
Ma Wumei took the red envelope with both hands and said sweetly: "Thank you, Master, and I wish Master a long life and a long life."
"Oh, this girl has such a sweet mouth."
After Wang Yuying finished speaking, she looked at Sun Zhaodi.
"Plop!"
Sun Zhaodi was dumb and couldn't speak, and she couldn't say those words of congratulations either.
However, she was stupid in her own way, so she knelt down directly.
"grandmother."
The voice was very loud, and then he kowtowed three times with a "dong dong dong" sound.
"Why is this kid kneeling down? Get up quickly."
Wang Yuying panicked and quickly went to help her.
This scene made Ma Wumei very embarrassed.
No matter which aspect you look at, her relationship with Yang Jun is closer than that between Sun Zhaodi and Yang Jun. But in the end, this distant relationship is more like one of our own than her close relationship.
Dad Ma Zhanshan and Yang Jun are close friends. In fact, strictly speaking, they are brothers, and the relationship between her and Wang Yuying is that of grandparents.
She just bowed, but Sun Zhaodi paid homage. It was clear at a glance which of the two had more sincerity.
Fortunately, Ma Wumei was not a stupid person. As soon as she rolled her eyes, she knelt down along with Sun Zhaodi.
"Grandma."
Yang Jun felt sad when he saw this.
Although Sun Zhaodi paid homage with great ceremony, it did not mean that she was closer to him. In fact, her feelings towards him were filled with gratitude.
Of course, it can't be said that Ma Wumei is not close to her. After all, she is not her biological granddaughter. She can't ask others to do this or that.
What's more, even my own granddaughter can't do this.
"Get up, why are you kneeling down? The ground is cold."
Wang Yuying inadvertently wiped the tears from her eyes while pulling them up from the ground.
Although it was the first time for her to see these two girls, she still felt a long-lost family affection in her bones. Especially when these two girls were able to kneel down for her, she had mixed feelings in her heart.
Let alone outsiders, even if they are their own sons and daughters, they have never knelt down to him a few times in their lives.
"Everyone, get up. Your grandma has bad legs. Don't let her stand all the time."
Yang Jun advised from the side.
"Grandma, what's wrong with your legs?" Ma Wumei asked with a concerned look.
Ma Wumei is a very thoughtful girl. She lost to Sun Zhaodi just now, and this time she must win the game.
Wang Yuying: "Arthritis is an old problem. It was acquired in my early years."
"Grandma, let me rub it for you to loosen your muscles and bones. Maybe it will make you feel better."
Ma Wumei didn't care whether Wang Yuying agreed or not, and directly put her legs in his arms and started rubbing them.
Sun Zhaodi: "Grandma, I'll rub it for you too."
Then, the two of them started rubbing one side and one leg.
"Okay, okay, it's so comfortable. It would be great if I also had two granddaughters."
Wang Yuying had a smile on her face, glanced to the side, and glared at Yang Jun fiercely.
Yang Jun's eyelids rolled up and he was very speechless.
Wang Yuying can always find excuses to blame the next generation.
Seeing the two tiger girls enjoying themselves, Yang Jun said quietly: "Two flatterers."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Today, all the women went to cook, even Yi Qiushui was not idle. She didn't know how to cook, so she could only move a small bench and sit there peeling garlic.
"Xiangxiu, steam more steamed buns."
Yang Jun came to the kitchen and stood at the door.
"Brother, we have already steamed too much, there are three steamers in total." Ma Xiangxiu pointed to the three-layer steamer on the stove.
"Let's steam another basket. We have another rice pail at home."
The loser Yang Jun was talking about was none other than Sun Zhaodi.
This silly girl's appetite is no worse than Ma Juzi and Yang Anguo. A meal of ten steamed buns is just water for her, not even enough to stuff between her teeth.
Looking at the steamed buns already steaming on the stove, Ma Xiangxiu looked puzzled: "Brother, how about I steam rice?"
"It's up to you, as long as the food bucket can be filled."
Steaming rice is easy. Just put half a bowl of rice in the bowl, add water and put it in the steamer. It's much easier than steaming steamed buns.
In fact, Yang Jun doesn't care what staple food he eats, as long as he can feed the three rice buckets.
Soon, the meal was ready.
This time everyone was divided into two tables, one for men and children, and one for women.
Ma Wumei and Sun Zhaodi sat next to Wang Yuying as if they were their own granddaughters. They kept picking up food for her and calling her "grandma" every time, which made Wang Yuying extremely happy.
"Come on, eldest granddaughter, you can eat too, don't just give it to me."
"From now on, everything about breaking pots will depend on you two."
