The Cannon Fodder of Fast Time Travel, She Chooses To Farm: Chapter 802 Five Zero Miserable Sister-in-Law 35

  Chapter 802 Five Zero Miserable Sister-in-Law (35)

  Xu Yin told him not to work, so he moved a small bench and sat beside his cousin to chat:

   "Cousin, you said just now that you will take your cousin back to her mother's house by bike tomorrow. Is it possible that your cousin's house is not far from here?"

  Cheng Shaojin glanced at him with a half-smile: "Not far away."

   "Which town? Do I know it?"

  At this time, Xu’s mother came out from the kitchen with a plate of freshly fried twisted doughnuts. Seeing the beautiful niece and daughter-in-law, she beamed with joy.

   Cheng Shaojin saw that his daughter-in-law was not as restrained as he imagined, and his worries were obviously unnecessary. He smiled and formally introduced his savior and revolutionary companion to his aunt:

   "Auntie, this is my daughter-in-law Xu Yin, you can just call her Yin Yin."

   "Yinyin? What a nice name."

  Xu's mother took Xu Yin's hand, looked left and right, felt that the girl and nephew really matched, she couldn't help showing a satisfied aunt smile.

  Xu Wenfa was dumbfounded.

   "Xu, Xu Yin?"

   Is it Xu Yin, the youngest daughter of the Xu family who often went to Wanxing Village to inquire about it from the end of last year to the beginning of this year?

   No wonder his cousin looked at him so meaningfully, cooperating with him to inquire about his cousin's natal family as a spy.

   Really terrible!

   "Ouch!"

  He had a hand chestnut on his head.

  Mother Xu withdrew her hand angrily: "As a younger brother, can you directly call your cousin by name? It's not polite at all!"

   "..."

  No mother, listen to me—

  No one listened to his defense.

   When Uncle Xu and the other children come back, dinner will be served.

  Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.

  On that side, the more Xu Cui thought about it, the more she felt that the person she saw on the other side of the road just now looked like her heartless little sister.

"But she was holding the wine in one hand, and she didn't know what to mention in the other hand. She was chatting and laughing with the men around her and walked towards the south of the city, which was completely different from Wanxing Village. From this point of view, she didn't look like a little girl. sister…"

  Xu Cui talked to herself, shook her head and was about to go back, "Ouch!"

  She was pushed by someone, and she was about to scold someone who didn't have long eyes for walking without looking at the road. With a loud "pop", her cheeks felt hot and painful.

  She was slapped.

   "Bitch! Being a babysitter is so restless!"

  The person who came was the eldest sister of the hostess who died of illness. She may have heard some family members in the staff compound whisper behind her back, saying that her sister's body was still alive, and her brother-in-law was flirting with the babysitter at home. It is said that this little nanny is a bit capable, and the three children born to her ex-husband are all given up for adoption. Is this a plan to have children with her brother-in-law?

   Phew! Smelly shameless!

  The more the woman thought about it, the more she felt worthless for her sister, so she grabbed Xu Cui's hair and beat her.

  Xu Cui was beaten until staring at her eyes, crying and cursing: "You are insane! Why are you beating people indiscriminately!"

   "I'll beat you up, shameless!"

   "Let go! You crazy, let me go!"

"Let go? It's a good idea! I'm desperate to kill you, a shameless bitch. My sister walked so fast, did you find out that you and my brother-in-law are shameless, and you are angry of?"

  Pedestrians passing by, with gossip flames in their eyes, stopped to watch.

  Xu Cui was so ashamed and indignant that she bit the back of the woman's hand hard and was able to escape.

  She covered her swollen face, crying all the way back to the staff compound, looking for comfort from the male owner.

  No, the door of the employer’s house is full of people.

  The hostess's natal family is moving furniture out in a mighty way.

   This battle seems to be sweeping up the house.

  She felt as if she had hit a bullet hole, so how dare she go back at this time.

  Finally, with his arms around himself, he walked aimlessly in the howling cold wind.

   "Isn't this Tweety from the old Xu family?"

  The secretary of the village party committee drove the bullock cart with a sound of "shouting" and stopped slowly beside her.

   "Tweety? Why are you here? Yo! What's going on?"

  The secretary of the village party committee came to visit her daughter who was in confinement.

  Yesterday, I heard from the son-in-law who came to the door to give the New Year’s gift that the daughter has not had much milk after giving birth. No, his old wife slaughtered a laying hen early this morning, and specially sent it over for the son-in-law to stew for his daughter.

  Holding the little grandson who was in the swaddle, he was reluctant to let go, and only came out of his daughter's house after dark. I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance on the main road at this point.

  The village party secretary took Xu Cui, who had nowhere to go for a while and was crying with red eyes, back to the old Xu's home.

   "Tweety?"

Mother Xu heard the knock on the door, put on her clothes, walked into the yard, pulled the latch and opened the door, and saw that it was the eldest daughter who had gone to the city and was unwilling to go back to the country, wondering: "Why are you at this time?" Are you back? What happened?"

   "Mother... woo woo woo... I was beaten... woo woo..."

  Xu Cui fell on Xu's mother in aggrieved manner, and burst into tears.

   "Go back to the room and talk, go back to the room and talk."

   Xu's mother was worried that the neighbors would climb the wall to watch, so she hurriedly took her daughter back to the back room.

  Xu Cui sobbed and told how she was beaten.

  The old couple looked at each other in blank dismay.

   "Tweety, what... It's not that mother doesn't believe you, it's just, have you..."

   "No! No! I'm innocent, I didn't do anything!"

   At most, they have mutual affection for each other.

   But can this be said? After all, when the male master looked at her with gentle eyes, the mistress had indeed not passed away.

  Xu Cui was full of grievances.

   Obviously she didn't do anything, but she was beaten for no reason.

  That night, she cried herself to sleep.

  Until the next day, when Xu Yin brought her comrade Xiaojin to meet her husband and mother-in-law, Xu Cui was still lying in the back room.

   "Yin'er?"

  Mother Xu came out to pull the green onions, and saw her little daughter jumping off the back seat of the bicycle with a small bundle on her shoulders.

  Looking at the young man pushing the bicycle next to him, he is tall, handsome, and his temperament is completely different from that of the native villagers. Mother Xu opened her mouth, "This..."

   "Mother, this is your little son-in-law Cheng Shaojin, you can call him Xiaocheng or Xiaojin."

  Xu Yin thought it was rare to come back, Comrade Xiaojin came to the house for the first time, so please be polite if you can, take out the cured chicken, mushrooms, and rations in the package, and leave the other luggage at Aunt Xiaojin's house.

   "Mom, I raised this chicken myself, you and Dad should try it. These are wild products from Beiguan Mountain, and the soup is very delicious. This rice is grown by our reclamation team..."

   "Damn girl! You still know how to come back!"

  Xu Cui heard Xu Yin's voice, put on a padded jacket and rushed out from the back room, pointed at Xu Yin and cursed angrily:

   "Do you know that because of you, your three nephews were put up for adoption!"

   "..."

  Xu Yin was very surprised: the three nephews were given up for adoption?

   But when she left home, wasn't Xu Cui at home?

   Could it be that she left home and Xu Cui entered the city? Are you still following the main line of the plot?

  Then you can't blame her for not going home? She is not the mother of three children.

  Mothers are not willing to raise children, and they put the responsibility on her little aunt?

  She can't bear this blame!

  (end of this chapter)