Six hundred and fifty-nine: Settlement of accounts after the fall
After much effort, Zhang Yu finally tidied up the room before his sister-in-law came back.
But sometimes the place where men tidy up is different from the place where women tidy up. Zhang Guifang just took a look and found that her things had been moved.
But looking at her sweaty nephew and anxious son, Zhang Guifang opened her mouth but said nothing. Forget it, her eldest brother still has trouble teaching them a lesson, so let's let them go first.
At least you can't settle accounts with them before your eldest brother goes back, lest someone protects you and makes it difficult for you to take action, and you will be angry in the end.
Seeing that his mother did not speak, Zhao Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. This test was finally passed.
But he didn't see the deep meaning in his mother's eyes, nor did he think that there was something called settling accounts after the fall.
I can only say that people who think less are more likely to be happy.
Zhang Yu saw it, but he didn't remind him. He could only pray silently for his eldest brother in his heart.
There is no need to show affection for many brothers when faced with something like punishment. After all, it is better to be punished by one person than by two people together.
Zhang Yu didn't want to work again and be punished. Besides, today's matter had nothing to do with him, and he had spent so much effort cleaning up his room for him.
In Zhang Yu's silence, Zhao Feng, who thought he was fine, started his career as a suicide expert and ran to his sister-in-law to claim credit for himself.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He really wanted to say something to him, brother, I would never do this even if I wanted to die. You are obviously giving away someone's head!
Zhang Guifang glanced at her son with a half-smile but said nothing, just let him be happy for two days.
It won't be too late to settle the accounts after the fall when my eldest brother returns.
Perhaps out of guilt or to express himself, Zhao Feng took the initiative to take over the task of buying groceries.
Zhang Guifang didn't say anything about this, but silently took out the meat tickets from the box he had just turned over.
Looking at the meat tickets in his mother's hand, Zhao Feng's eyes almost popped out of his head.
No, he had turned that place upside down just now, and didn't even see the shadow of a meat ticket.
Where did my mother get it from?
Under Zhao Feng's shocked eyes, Zhang Guifang took out other tickets from the same place, pulled out two and handed them to him.
Now Zhao Feng couldn't bear it anymore and asked with big eyes: "Mom, where did you get this ticket from? I turned the box upside down and couldn't find it!"
He walked over to the box again and pulled it up with his hands.
Not to mention Zhang Guifang's reaction when she heard this, Zhang Yu, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but cover his face. Is this a self-inflicted crime?
Seeing her eldest son reaching out and turning the originally neat clothes into a mess, Guifang took a deep breath, inhaled again, endured it again, and endured it again. Her eldest brother was still here, so she couldn't teach him a lesson.
But seeing the pair still rummaging through, Zhang Guifang felt that she couldn't bear it any longer.
Youdao couldn't bear it anymore and there was no need to bear it anymore. Zhang Guifang reached out and patted the hand that was still tumbling around in the box.
Zhao Feng, who was hurt by the beating, subconsciously retracted his hand. Just as he was about to complain about why his mother hit him, he saw the messy box that he had rummaged through.
Zhao Feng was completely stunned when he realized what he had just done. He first looked at the box in disbelief, then stiffly looked up at Zhang Guifang who was standing next to him.
Looking at Zhang Guifang's expressionless face, Zhao Feng subconsciously took a step back, and then turned to Zhang Yu for help.
In response, Zhang Yu said that there was nothing he could do.
"Zhao Feng!" As an angry voice came from Zhang Guifang's mouth, the two people present shivered.
"Mom, I was wrong. I will restore it to its original state right away." Zhao Feng admitted his mistake while pouring out all the clothes in the box and folding them on the kang.
But he was not made for this kind of work at all, and the clothes became more and more messy because of his arrangement.
In the end, Zhang Guifang couldn't stand it anymore and kicked her son out of the house and cleaned up alone.
But from the way she gritted her teeth, it could be seen that she had definitely remembered this matter in her heart. The more angry she was at this moment, the more violent the reckoning would be.
Zhao Feng, who was kicked out, took a deep breath and complained to Zhang Yu: "Xiaoyu, you were so uninterested just now, and you didn't block it for me."
"Who do you blame for your lack of expression?" Zhang Yu, who was also kicked out because of his involvement, couldn't help but glare at him.
"It's just that you were kicked out yourself, and I became an accomplice in my sister-in-law's eyes." Thinking of how meaningful his sister-in-law's eyes were before being kicked out, Zhang Yu had an ominous premonition. The person who was being settled by the Queen of Autumn would not
There's him too, right?
When Zhang Yu said this, Zhao Feng felt a little embarrassed.
It was a shame, but he was still happy to have someone to take the risk with him.
Not to mention anything else, I just want to talk about how much my parents love Xiaoyu. I believe that even if they get angry again, they won't punish her too severely.
Now that Xiaoyu has been let go, his parents will definitely not punish him too much.
The more he thought about it, the smarter he felt, Zhao Feng couldn't help but giggle, and put his arm around the shoulders of Zhang Yu, who looked dissatisfied next to him: "Hey, don't be angry, let's go, big brother invites you to eat braised pork."
"You want to treat me to braised pork? Do you have many meat tickets? I remember that you have used up your meat tickets this month, right?
Those meat tickets that my sister-in-law just gave me are going to be used to entertain the uncle and the others."
Zhao Feng didn't feel embarrassed at all after being exposed, and said shamelessly: "I don't have any meat tickets, but Xiaoyu, don't you still have a few? Let me lend you a hand first."
Speaking of the meat slices in Zhang Yu's hands, Zhao Feng couldn't help but salivate.
I really don’t blame him for being envious, because the financial situation has been bad. In the past two years, most people basically only have 2 taels of meat coupons every month, and they can only eat a few meat dishes.
But Zhang Yu is different. He works as a technical consultant for the factory, and his monthly salary is much higher than his own. Basically, the factory gives him some notes as a reward every month.
Zhao Feng saw it last month when Director Yang came to deliver something. It was a full three kilograms of meat, which would be enough to eat for several days.
As he thought about it, Zhao Feng couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
Seeing his appearance, Zhang Yu suddenly didn't know what to say?
There is just a slight sadness that lingers in my heart.
This was the best of years and the worst of years.
These are the most united and fighting years, but also the most difficult years.
If he hadn't experienced it himself in this year and age, Zhang Yu wouldn't have believed that anyone would be so greedy for meat.