Zhang Xiao'e looked at the humble Zheng Chunmei. She still remembered that when Li Erdan stole the chickens, she went to his house to ask for an explanation. The rogue faces of Zheng Chunmei's family were in sharp contrast to their current appearance.
But she couldn't forgive Zheng Chunmei.
It was not only because she was wronged and scolded by her father-in-law, but also because her hard work and expectations were destroyed.
But she is kind by nature and not the kind of person who will never give in.
Seeing Zheng Chunmei's appearance at this moment, I felt a little sorry.
Before she could speak, Yang Zhaodi grabbed her hand and said to Zheng Chunmei, "Until you compensate my family with the chicken, we won't believe anything you say."
"Also, what's the point of you apologizing? Let your Erdan apologize, but he still hit Xiao'e with a slingshot!"
Zhao Zheng crossed his legs with a slight smile on his face.
A family cannot all be unreasonable, nor can all be soft-tempered.
He knew Yang Zhaodi. Although she was as kind as Zhang Xiaoe, she was a soft-spoken person with a strong heart.
When it comes to protecting her children, she is absolutely impeccable.
She has her own attitude and her own cognition.
In this respect, Xiao'e is much worse. She is soft-hearted and easily bullied.
Zheng Chunmei was unreasonable to begin with, and now she was still thinking about the meat in the other person's earthenware pot, so she could only nod her head repeatedly, "Okay, I'll go call Erdan over tomorrow to admit his mistake."
Hearing this, Yang Zhaodi's expression brightened slightly. "Then let's talk about it tomorrow. It's getting late, and my father-in-law needs to rest. Leave my house!"
This tough attitude and tone made Zheng Chunmei lose her mind for a moment.
At this moment, shame took over and suppressed hunger. She, an old wife who had been married to a small mountain village for more than ten years, was actually bullied like this by a new wife who had been married for less than a year.
She was so humiliated and angry that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Just when she was about to flee, Zhao Zheng pulled out a small bowl of burnt rice from somewhere and said, "This is for you. Eat it before you leave."
Zheng Chunmei stopped and her mouth began to secrete saliva. She wanted to say firmly that she didn't need it.
But my stomach is howling.
She even couldn't help but smile ingratiatingly and took the rice crust from Zhao Zheng with both hands.
Click.
When the rice crust is chewed, the slightly bitter rice has the aroma of rice crust.
Just this small bowl of rice crust is equivalent to two bowls of rice bran porridge in her family, which is equivalent to eating two days' worth of food in one meal.
The groaning stomach was finally slightly satisfied at this moment.
She actually shed tears from the corner of her eyes.
At this moment, she realized that face and dignity were not important, what was important was filling her stomach.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhao." She handed over the bowl that she had licked cleaner than a mirror, and said with a lingering feeling.
Zhao Zheng said lazily, "Come early tomorrow. There may not be any meat, but you might be able to taste the broth!"
A hint of excitement flashed in Zheng Chunmei's eyes.
Anyone who has eaten chicken knows that the chicken is very simple and the chicken soup is the essence.
"Okay, I'll come early tomorrow morning."
Zheng Chunmei left the Zhao family with a lighter step, her mind full of the fragrant, greasy chicken soup.
If she gets one bite of this, San Ya won't have to worry about food for several days.
Just as he was thinking about it, he was stopped by Ma Dazhu halfway.
"Dazhu, why are you here again?" Zheng Chunmei looked unhappy, with a hint of vigilance in her eyes.
Ma Dazhu said anxiously, "Chunmei, I really need your help right now. Can you lend me a few pounds of corn? I promised the villagers that I would treat them to a meal. If I break my promise, my family won't be able to survive in this small village."
"Are you crazy? Where can I get you a few pounds of corn?" Zheng Chunmei was furious. "I only eat rice bran porridge every day now, and I still want to borrow food from you."
Ma Dazhu knew he was asking too much, so he said, "Could you lend me some money? Not too much, just a hundred coins will do."
"Your family has no money?"
"Oh, I spent all the money on medicine for my father and brother's injuries. I've spent all my money." Ma Dazhu said angrily, "Lend me some money and I'll sell some grain. After I treat the villagers to a meal, I'll go hunting. I'll pay you back in ten days or half a month at most, and you can have some meat."
Zheng Chunmei didn't believe a word of it. "My grandmother is in poor health and needs to take medicine frequently. San'er has also been sick these past few days. I spent quite a bit of money on her treatment. If I give it all to you, what will happen to my grandmother? What will happen to San'er? When your family's affairs are over, I'll have no family left!"
Ma Dazhu was so embarrassed that he couldn't even lift his head. "Hey, I didn't think that much, but Chunmei, believe me, I will make sure you can eat meat in a month at most."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Zheng Chunmei breathed a sigh of relief, but also shook her head helplessly. In fact, Ma Dazhu was really good to her, but unfortunately, in terms of ability, he was not as good as Zhao Laosan.
I returned home exhausted, and before I even lay down, the old woman asked, "Did you eat the Zhao family's food today?"
"I ate it. It was rice bran porridge." Zheng Chunmei replied weakly. She was inexplicably happy in her heart. The old woman ate rice bran porridge, but she could eat rice crust, which made her feel inexplicably refreshed.
"Hmph, damn stingy old Zhao." Grandma Li cursed and closed her eyes.
At this time, Li Erdan, who was pretending to be asleep, leaned over to Zheng Chunmei's ear and asked, "Mom, did that old Zhao bully you? Just wait and see. In a few days, I'll go to his house and steal all the food back!"
Hearing this, Zheng Chunmei instantly flew into a rage and hit her son so hard that Li Erdan was stunned. "Mom, why are you hitting me?"
"You only know how to steal. You are dishonest all day long. If you continue like this, which girl would dare to marry you?" Zheng Chunmei was furious.
Li Erdan started crying.
This really pissed off the old woman from the Li family. "Zheng Chunmei, why did you hit my grandson? If my grandson wasn't so nimble, would you have been able to eat the chicken?"
"Mom, you can't teach your children like this. Things in other people's homes belong to them. We have to earn them with our own hands." Zheng Chunmei placed all her hopes on Li Erdan. She didn't want Li Erdan to become a thief in the future.
"You know nothing! My grandson is just smart." The old woman from the Li family said, "If you weren't so useless, how could Zhao Laosan have stolen our food?"
Zheng Chunmei was tired and decided not to argue. No matter how reasonable her words were, the old woman always had her own twisted logic.
She just wants to ride on her head, even if it is wrong, it is right.
Sanya in her arms was woken up and started crying softly. Zheng Chunmei hurriedly lifted her arms and started feeding the child.
The cold bed board sucked away her little body temperature, making her shiver uncontrollably.
Coupled with the demands of the third girl, she became increasingly weak. She once again missed the warm earthen kang in Zhao Zheng's house and the chicken soup she had never had before. Only by thinking of these things could she have the motivation to get through this long and cold night!