"Shut up!" the old lady pointed at her and shouted sternly: "Xiong family, please pay attention to what you say. You cannot slander the women of my Yang family."
"Shut up!" Xiong Jianjun looked at her with a blushing face, and He Cuicui quickly pulled her back.
Dandan stepped forward and pulled the old lady to complain: "Madam, Xiong Weicheng robbed our hoops and beat Xiaodouzi, so his mother came to beat Xiaodouzi."
Xiao Kai also stepped forward: "Grandma, we were rolling hoops in a competition. Xiong Weicheng came out rolling the hoops and said he wanted to compete with us. We ignored him, so he deliberately knocked down Xiaodouzi's hoops and said that Xiaodouzi
If you lose to him, the iron ring belongs to him.
As he said this, he grabbed Xiaodouzi's hoop. If Xiaodouzi didn't give it to him, he beat him and pushed Douzi to the ground. Xiaodouzi got up and hit him on the head with a hook. When he went home crying, his mother scolded him and slapped him in the face.
Just slap Xiaodouzi on the face, and my aunt will come, and I will run to call you."
Zhang Yazhen was so angry that she pulled Xiong Weicheng who was standing in the corner: "Look, he hit my son on the head with an iron hook!"
The old lady stepped forward to take a look, then turned to look at her: "Take him to the hospital for examination. Where is the injury? We will pay for the soup and medicine."
A few good people came around and saw a red and swollen stripe on his forehead, but it was nothing compared to Xiaodouzi.
Xiong Jianjun looked at his son, then at Xiaodouzi, speechless.
The onlookers murmured in low voices: "You steal other people's things and then hit them. For such a strong kid, you still need my mother to help, tsk tsk!"
Lin Lan went to the backyard to fetch water and washed the water celery, pinched some coriander and green onion leaves, chopped them finely and mixed them with dipping water. She opened the lid of the pot, brought the tofu pudding on the steamer to the table, and simmered the taro rice in the pot.
Shovel it into the pottery bowl.
Lin Lan hugged him heartily and gently stroked his red and swollen cheeks: "If the mother doesn't hurt, does the baby hurt?"
Xiaodouzi looked at Lin Lan with tears in her eyes, her mouth flattened, and she hugged her neck and started sobbing: "Mom... wu wu... mom..."
"Tsk, tsk!" Everyone onlookers shook their heads.
He Cuicui felt that what happened today was that something was wrong between mother and son. Looking at her like that, she felt that Lin Lan was too cruel.
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Lin Lan carried Xiaodouzi home. The old lady touched Xiaodouzi's face and said, "It's swollen like this. I'll go back and get some swelling and pain relief medicine to rub it on Douzi."
Xiong Jianjun said to the old lady: "Mistress Yang, what happened today was my Yazhen's fault. She was also beaten like that by Lin Lan. Let's not hold each other accountable. What do you think?"
Zhang Yazhen pointed at him and cried to He Cuicui: "Look, how I have lived these years..."
"Brother Dandan, the potato rice cooked by my mother is also delicious. I will cook it for you next time."
"You bastard, why did I marry this useless thing like you..." Zhang Yazhen stepped forward angrily, grabbed Xiong Jianjun, and bit him on the arm.
The old lady turned around and glanced at Zhang Yazhen, who was staring at Lin Lan hatefully, then turned to look at Xiong Jianjun: "Jianjun, what do you say about this today?"
The old lady glanced at Lin Lan: "Lin Lan, what do you think?"
The old lady looked at the crying mother and son sadly, and she shed tears when she thought of those years of her own life: "Be good, Douzi, coax mom to stop crying."
Xiaodouzi squinted his eyes and leaned against the old lady: "Grandma, it's so cool and comfortable."
"Taro rice is delicious." Dandan said, taking a big bite.
Lin Lan glanced at him: "For the sake of your being reasonable, I agree not to hold each other accountable. From today on, you'd better take care of your wife and children, and don't jump up and down and stare at others all day long."
"The taro rice that your aunt cooked certainly tastes like taro!"
Xiaodouzi nodded: "Yes! Mom will wipe it too."
Lin Lan put the beans on the chair and said to the old lady: "Uncle, I've stewed the taro rice and washed the water celery and fried it. Let's eat."
Zhang Yazhen glanced at him: "Don't make sarcastic remarks there, my baby is nice, but it's a pity that it's not yours. The vixen who takes pictures of you peeing in the bed will like you!"
Xiong Jianjun frowned: "Staring at others, what do you mean?"
When Xiong Jianjun came home, he saw Zhang Yazhen holding her son, crying and cursing, and full of obscenities. He Cuicui tried her best to persuade her.
"Okay, be careful." The old lady gave him the key.
He Cuicui frowned and stepped forward to hold her back: "Sister, what are you and eldest brother doing? Let's go home, go home." He dragged her away.
"It's just that when children fight, adults just pull away. But to hit a child who is only a few years old is too much."
Xiaodouzi sobbed and patted Lin Lan's vest, looking at the blood marks on her neck: "Mom, it won't hurt if I blow on you."
"Be good! Don't cry, little Douzi." Lin Lan patted his vest and coaxed softly.
The old lady smiled and nodded: "The taro rice is delicious."
"You will understand if you ask Sun Xiuhua." After Lin Lan said this, he took the old lady's hand and walked home.
The old lady wiped Douzi's face with warm water, took some swelling and pain reliever and gently applied it on Douzi's face.
The old lady nodded: "Yes! The swelling will dissipate after applying it and sleeping."
Xiong Jianjun was furious: "Crazy woman! I'm too lazy to tell you!" He waved his hand and went into the house to lie down.
Xiong Jianjun grabbed her and pushed her away. He raised his hand and saw her red and swollen face but couldn't do it: "Go back, you are an embarrassment!"
"Yeah! Potato rice is also delicious. My grandma cooked it for me."
"Pah!" Xiong Jianjun gave him a slap. Looking at Zhang Yazhen's expression, he couldn't bear to blame her and sighed, "Just get used to it! If you spoil her, it's not just bad luck for us!"
Xiong Jianjun glared at his son, looked at the old lady and said sarcastically: "Mistress Yang, it's my Yazhen's fault. As an adult, she shouldn't take action when a child fights..."
"Eating rice balls." Lin Lan handed the rice balls to the two children.
Dandan said hurriedly: "Grandma, I run fast, I'll go back and get it!"
Dandan took two mouthfuls and said, "Grandma, the rice balls smell like taro."
When Xiong Weicheng saw him coming in, he stared at him bitterly: "Dad, why don't you help me beat them?"
"Douzi, let's wipe our face and it won't hurt anymore," Lin Lan said.
The old lady looked at the two of them lovingly: "You are so lucky to be able to attend toothpaste ceremonies every now and then. When your parents were as old as you, they didn't even have to eat chaff."
Xiaodouzi walked to the stove with rice dumplings and asked curiously: "Grandma, what do they eat?"
"Eat grass roots. When the grass roots are gone, you chew the bark. Later, you eat Guanyin soil. When people are very hungry, they stuff things into their mouths. After Guanyin soil is eaten in the stomach, they can't pull it out. Many people just piston themselves to death.
."
The old lady thought of the bad past events in the past, stopped the shovel in her hand, sighed, and looked at the two children, "You two must cherish the food, otherwise God in heaven will see that you don't eat well and won't give you food."
Let you eat tree bark and grass roots."
Xiaodouzi looked at the old lady who was very sad, and held her hand: "Grandma, I will eat well from now on."