cry!The old woman has hundreds of billions of property in her hand and still farms the land

"Boss, is the bracelet I want ready?"

She walked into the silversmith's shop carrying a pile of meat.

The owner of the silver shop put the finished jewelry on the counter one by one, and counted with her: "Two bracelets, two rings, three pairs of earrings, I melted a gold ingot for you, you If the count is not bad, we can pay the bill."

Su Xiyun counted, and it was exactly as she explained, so he put down the gold ticket, gave an extra five silver coins, and left with the jewelry.

The gold note is a piece of metal with the same weight as the gold and silver placed in the silversmith's shop. As long as the number of jewelry is not counted and the boss reneges on the debt, the customer can leave with the gold note.

After Su Xiyun left, the waiter at the silversmith's shop pursed his lips: "Look at that old woman, the clothes she wears are so ragged, and she actually paid ten taels of gold when she made a move! She really can't be judged by appearances!"

Bai Zhicheng's wife, Luo Shi, who was entering the shop heard what the waiter said. Luo Shi is a money fanatic, so she hurriedly asked, "Brother, which old woman uses ten taels of gold to make jewelry?"

"That's the one, the one in the gray pudding, it's not far away yet, look!"

Luo Shi looked in the direction pointed by the waiter in the shop, the more he looked, the more familiar he looked.

She squinted and looked and slapped her thigh.

Mrs. Su!That turned out to be Mrs. Su!

When did Mrs. Su, the poorest woman in the village, become so rich...

night.

Summer nights are slightly cooler than daytime, but the wind that blows over is also warm and warm.

The well is on the left side of the yard, and next to it is a stone table. There is a tree on top of the stone table. Maybe it is because the well water is cold. After sunset, this small yard will be much cooler than other people's homes.

He Xiang was cooking in the kitchen, and her forehead was sweating from the heat.

Su Xiyun walked into the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up, and seeing He Xiang's clumsy back with his belly puffed out, he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

He Xiang heard the movement, saw that it was her mother-in-law, and hurriedly said, "Mother-in-law, the meal will be ready soon."

"Didn't I buy a lot of ribs? Why did you only make four pieces?"

Su Xiyun pointed to the pitiful four small bones in the bowl and asked her.

"I've put away the rest, and I'll eat them when my husband comes back. I specially stewed these for you to nourish your body. You haven't eaten in the past few days, so I'm afraid it's very empty."

He Xiang's words made Su Xiyun a little helpless.

She personally went to the cellar to take out the ribs, poured them into clean water, and said while washing the ribs, "Go out and have a rest, I'll make dinner."

He Xiang was frightened by Su Xiyun's sudden concern. She didn't have time to think about what mother-in-law meant, so she admitted her mistake first like a conditioned reflex: "Grandma, I'm not tired, just sit and wait for dinner."

Su Xiyun could hear the fear in He Xiang's tone.

She sighed softly.

The child was frightened by the original owner.

"Mom really just wants you to rest."

She started directly, untied He Xiang's apron, took her by the hand and pulled her into the yard, and pressed her to sit down.

"Before you got married, your mother cooked every day. You must have never tasted your mother's cooking. Eat more tonight."

Under He Xiang's horrified gaze, Su Xiyun put on the apron by herself.

"By the way, do you want sour or spicy?"

She asked.

He Xiang was taken aback, and blurted out: "It's sour! Mother-in-law, I really want to eat sour food recently."

"it is good."

It's not that she doesn't know He Xiang's taste, she almost ate up all the peppers at home.

As a late-stage patient with difficulty choosing, she struggled all afternoon whether to make sweet and sour pork ribs or braised pork ribs.

It might as well let He Xiang make the choice for her.

After a while, there was a burst of aroma from the kitchen. Su Xiyun not only made sweet and sour pork ribs, but also boiled a pot of soup with bones to nourish He Xiang's body. Small pickles are edible.

He Xiang was sitting on pins and needles in the yard. Every time she got up and wanted to fight, she was pushed out by her mother-in-law. Looking at her mother-in-law who seemed to be a different person, a warm current rose in He Xiang's heart.

But this warm current was quickly diluted with the fetal movement in the abdomen.

The mother-in-law must be so kind to herself because of this child.

She stroked her belly and said in her heart: You must be a boy, because your grandma will be happy only if you are a boy, and your mother... will have a better life in this family...

The courtyard door creaked.

The person who came in turned out to be Qin Huaisheng who had just left yesterday.

He Xiang looked at her husband in a daze: "Master, why did you come back suddenly?"

Qin Huaisheng didn't answer his wife's question. Seeing his wife sitting in the yard and his mother cooking in the kitchen, he couldn't help becoming sullen: "You let my mother cook and you rest here? Your skin is itchy!"

Qin Huai was a filial son even when he was not sick. It seems to be a unified law for everyone. The less favored a child is, the more filial he is. It may be that he is extremely lacking in love and wants to attract the attention of his parents through filial piety in revenge.

"It's my mother-in-law who won't let me help. I have been pushed out many times."

He Xiang always looks cowardly in front of her husband.

Knowing that his wife would not lie, Qin Huaisheng looked at the kitchen with incredulous eyes.

Turning around, he asked his wife, "Have you eaten, mother?"

"Eat a little bit."

"Tsk!"

Qin Huaisheng frowned, becoming impatient.

"What are you doing at home every day? You can't even let your mother eat well. My mother has worked hard all her life. Isn't it just to serve my mother after marrying you! I really don't want to worry about it!"

The old lady has a bad appetite, Qin Huaisheng is more anxious than anyone else, he thinks his wife is dumb and won't be flexible, especially after getting pregnant, he thinks she is getting uglier.

"There are only a few things in the house. Wotou is just corntou, and it can't be turned into chicken legs. My mother-in-law has a bad appetite, and I am very worried..."

He Xiang looked aggrieved, but when facing the person closest to her, her tone would always be a little coquettish, but if the other person did not understand her husband, acting like a baby would turn into complaining.

Qin Huaisheng's pride exploded.

"You think I'm poor now, don't you? I just can't make money, and I'm poor. What can I do? You think you're poor? Well, I'll write you a letter of divorce, and you can go and be yours now." Mrs. Fu, go!"

"I... I didn't say anything..."

He Xiang burst into tears because of grievances, and she doesn't know how to quarrel, shed tears whenever she was scolded.

"Have you learned to talk back?!"

Qin Huaisheng raised his eyebrows and reached out to hit He Xiang.

He Xiang dodged awkwardly.

"He Xiang, help me go to the kitchen to serve food."

Su Xiyun heard the quarrel between the two, and came out of the kitchen carrying the bone soup to rescue He Xiang.

She knew Qin Huaisheng's temper, the more confrontational he was, the more energetic this stunned young man would be.

Qin Huaisheng saw his old lady coming out, so he hurried over to help him: "Mother, my son is unfilial, please don't get angry, if you feel angry, just hit me, He Xiang, as long as you vent your anger."