Chapter 029: The Second Family Returns to the Village
Yang was feeling angry.
In order to save the Shu family from stuttering, her father changed the original three meals a day to two meals a day, regardless of the opposition of the whole family.
Yesterday her mother quarreled with her father over delivering food. She couldn't stand it and tried to persuade her, but her father even pointed her nose in and scolded her.
Her family was in turmoil over this matter, but what happened to the Shu family?
While collecting the rations that her father and mother saved from their mouths, they ate big fish and meat on their backs.
Do these people think the Yang family is easy to bully?
The more Yang thought about it, the angrier she became. She didn't even notice that Shu Mingyi had woken up. She stamped her feet angrily and turned away.
When he got home, Mr. Yang found that the contents of the food box were still there, so he asked Ms. Yang why.
Mrs. Yang gritted her teeth and said, "Dad, please put away your bad intentions! I am living a happy life, and there is no need for us to rush over to deliver food!"
Mr. Yang frowned, "What's going on? Please tell me carefully and don't be angry."
"I followed your instructions and went to the hospital to deliver food, but guess what? They have already eaten it, and they still have white rice and meat!"
Mrs. Yang's mother, Mrs. Li, couldn't sit still after hearing this. She widened her eyes and asked, "What do you think they are eating?"
"White rice with meat!" Yang raised her voice.
"It's really good. His old Shu family is really good!"
Mrs. Li exploded on the spot, "They eat meat, we eat cornbread, and in the end we have to let the cornbread eaters deliver meals to the meat eaters. Is there such a cowardly thing in the world?"
"Don't worry, the Shu family are not people who like to take advantage. There must be some misunderstanding between them." Mr. Yang advised.
At this time, Mrs. Li couldn't listen to Jin's advice. She put her hands on her hips and continued to type: "I told you that Shu Mingyi is from the Shu family. Whether he is alive or dead, we should not be in charge of the Yang family. You'd better come up and catch up."
If you give me money and food, can I accept your favor?"
"What you are saying is that Shu Mingyi is not the son-in-law of our old Yang family, but is he my apprentice?"
Mr. Yang was also angry and raised his voice to argue with her.
This roar was nothing more than adding fuel to the fire, making Mrs. Li's heart, intestines and lungs throbbing with anger.
"You are still facing them, right? That's great! Xiaofang, pick up Qingfeng and let's go to the hospital to settle the score with them!"
"Let me see which of you dares to go!"
Mr. Yang slapped the table, his momentum overwhelming, "I'll go to the hospital in person tomorrow morning to see what's going on. If they really don't need us to deliver food, we won't do it in the future. Is that okay?"
Mrs. Li accepted it as soon as she was good, "I'll go with you tomorrow!"
However, before the Yang family could go to the hospital to inquire about the situation, Old Man Shu came to the Yang family first.
In order to save his trousers, Old Man Shu changed into clothes that exposed his flesh, wrapped his head in rags, and smeared a few gray marks on his face.
With such an outfit, beggars would call him an expert when they see him.
Mr. Yang didn't recognize him at first, and the two looked at each other for a long time.
In the end, old man Shu couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing. Only then did old man Yang realize that the old beggar in front of him was an acquaintance, and he immediately exclaimed: "My father-in-law, why are you dressed like this?"
Old man Shu took off the rag on his head and said helplessly: "It's not because of those refugees! If I put on my clothes and go out, I won't be torn apart by them?"
Mr. Yang nodded in agreement, and then asked him: "It's so late, what's the reason for you coming here?"
Old Man Shu raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly, "My father-in-law, Mingyi is awake. He just woke up in the afternoon! I was afraid that you were thinking about him all the time and couldn't sleep well, so I came here to tell you."
"Are you awake?" Mr. Yang was overjoyed. The big stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.
"One more thing..." Old man Shu shook his sleeves and suddenly began to undress.
Mr. Yang was confused by his inexplicable behavior, "What are you trying to do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw old man Shu pulling out two cloth bags from his tattered robe. The bags were bulging with a lot of things.
"I have been bothering you to deliver food back and forth for the past two days. The old lady and I feel very sorry. If you accept these food, consider it as a thank you gift."
Old man Shu handed the bag to Mr. Yang, with a simple smile on his old face like a tabby cat.
Thinking of his wife's suspicion in the evening, Mr. Yang's cheeks suddenly flushed with shame, "You can take the food back, we can't take it. Just those few meals, how much food and effort can it take?"
"Take it as you are told. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Old man Shu rushed into Yang's yard without any explanation and threw two small bags of grain into the kitchen.
Then he turned to Mr. Yang and said: "There is no need to deliver food to us tomorrow. The doctor said that Yi is recovering well and it will be the same if he is raised at home.
There are also Xiaofang and Qingfeng, if they are willing to go back and live, let them come to the hospital to find us tomorrow morning; it’s okay if they don’t want to go back, it doesn’t matter where they live.”
After explaining everything, old man Shu wrapped himself in a rag turban again, waved his hands and left.
The Yang family was left staring in the yard.
Mr. Yang glared at his wife angrily, "Look at what they did, and look at what you are doing. Are you ashamed?"
Mrs. Li lost her previous arrogance, shrank her neck and muttered in a low voice: "I didn't know they would send food here..."
"You are stingy yourself, so you look stingy to everyone else!"
Mr. Yang hit the nail on the head. After blaming his wife, he turned the fire on his daughter, "And you, immediately pack up the clothes for your family of three. I will ask Da Cong to send you two there tomorrow."
Yang Xiaofang bit her lip with a look of displeasure, "I don't want to go back. The Shu family is full of rough guys and it's inconvenient to live there."
"No matter how inconvenient it is, it's your home! Yang Xiaofang, you are the daughter-in-law of the Shu family now, and you belong to the Shu family. Why can't you figure out the situation?"
"But when you married Shu Mingyi, you promised me that you could still live in your parents' home after you got married. Are you going to turn your back on me and kick me out now?"
Yang Xiaofang argued in a low voice and couldn't help but have red circles in her eyes.
Mr. Yang was so angry that he stamped his feet, "My ancestors, your man just had his head smashed, and he almost entered the Palace of Hell. Is it unreasonable for a wife to hide in her parents' house and refuse to show her face?"
"Xiaofang, listen to your father, pack your things and go back."
Old Mrs. Li also spoke, "Didn't you say that the Shu family eats rice with meat? This is much better than our food. If you don't eat it, it's free!"
Yang Xiaofang thought about what Mrs. Shu said in the hospital in the evening, and then thought about the man on the hospital bed, and hesitated.
Compared with her mother-in-law's cooking skills, her mother's cooking can only be called pig food.
Given the choice between pig food and delicacies, any fool knows what to choose.
"Okay, I will go back with them, but I will only stay for a while. I will come back when Mingyi recovers from his injury."
Sister-in-law Yang Xiaofang rolled her eyes when she heard this, cursed "bad luck", and then turned away.
But because they felt sorry for their daughter, the Yang family agreed without hesitation.