MTL - The Vicious Widow Widow Dressed As the Male Lead of Farming Fields-Chapter 8 Lao Wang

  Chapter 8 Old Wang

  Yuanyuan got up, leaned over and smelled the fragrant soup, took a sip carefully, closed her eyes and savored it, then said in a low voice: "It's a lie, it's obviously delicious."

   Zhou Zhongming came in and heard it, and his sight was taken away by the bowl of soup.

  Just as he was about to walk over to have a look, Liang Yi started "yelling" outside again.

   "Little bastard, come here! If you dare to leave a drop, stand for another quarter of an hour."

   "Anyone else, I don't want to bear the reputation of abusing the glory of my brother-in-law who returned home. Come out and drink soup. Don't starve to death in my hands."

  Zhou Zhongming sneered: "Hypocrisy"

  Not long after dawn the next day, Liang Yi bent over to tidy up the vegetable patch in the backyard.

  He took a few green vegetables into the yard, and saw an old lady with white hair sitting on a chair in the yard, looking at Liang Yi with appreciative eyes.

   Those eyes were originally full of scrutiny and suspicion, but when Zhou Zhongming came out of the room, he was instantly replaced by kindness and tenderness.

   It turned out to be the mother-in-law Lao Wang who couldn't bear the widow's suffering and took her daughter to marry another. Speaking of the mother-in-law in name of the original owner, Liang Yi thought it was a bit more exciting than some novels.

After her husband died unexpectedly to earn a living, the old Wang family had been a widow for less than half a year, so she took the valuables at home and found a man to marry. Husband's house.

  In order to gain a firm foothold, she married her daughter to the 25-year-old idle nephew of her husband's relatives, and often came back to complain to the two brothers on the other side to beg for filial piety.

   Knowing how to act and cry, she doesn't care if others are happy or not, as long as she lives well.

   It is estimated that Zhou Zhongming heard Zhou Zhongming came back from the battlefield from there, so he came here to complain about his troubles, and then took some money back.

   Sure enough, as soon as the old Wang saw Zhou Zhongming, he burst into tears, crying like he was about to die in just a few breaths, and ran over to hold Zhou Zhongming tightly and never let go.

   He kept shouting, "My son, you have worked hard, my son, you really miss your mother."

   "Mom, why are you here?"

  Liang Yi rolled his eyes, thinking so, the younger son didn't see you send Feng's family letter to the battlefield.

   But the old Wang screamed twice, turned around and began to criticize Liang Yi.

"Blame you, poisonous woman. My son came back with glory, and you gave him this meatless soup? Is there anyone like you who is the elder sister-in-law? Look at Zhong Ming, the wound is not healed, but there is some blood on his face? "

   "I knew that you are not a good person. You must have used all the valuable things for yourself, and spent them reluctantly on Zhong Ming."

  Old Wang went around, meaning that Liang Yi was unqualified, and Liang Yi on the other end didn't refute, just quietly waiting for her to tell her that she was really the purpose.

Sure enough, after scolding Liang Yi enough, Mrs. Wang turned around and pulled Zhou Zhongming and said, "Son, mother doesn't want you to suffer, how about going with mother? Mother will give you your favorite hoof, and find you a Miss Shui Ling, give birth to a fat boy!"

  Liang Yi suddenly realized, oh, he came here with the purpose of taking away Zhou Zhongming's pension, and by the way, solving the life-long event of the old girl who couldn't get married at the husband's house.

  The old Wang was earnest, and for your own good, he pulled Zhou Zhongming to talk intermittently for a long time.

  The mother and daughter had endless things to say, seeing that she had nothing to do, Liang Yi went back to the kitchen to cook.

  Unexpectedly, Mrs. Wang didn't intend to go home, so she scrambled all the way to the dinner table.

  Looking at the noodles in the bowl that didn't have much oil and water, Mrs. Wang scolded "mean sister-in-law", "treat my brother-in-law harshly", and so on.

  (end of this chapter)