New Year’s wine

"You help me up!" Rao Aiyun glared at Jiang Jiafu and said.

Jiang Jiafu then came over and pulled up his wife.

That document was circulated by everyone, "It's really a selling daughter."

"No wonder 300 yuan, haven't you heard of such a high hiring money?"

"That's right, I'm less than 50 yuan after getting married..."

Everyone said and said something, and the scene was boiling. Wherever they looked, they were all on the couple Rao Aiyunjiang Jiafu.

"So, I will never be able to send New Year's greetings in the future. Not only this year, but next year, the next year, the next year... I will never be able to send New Year's greetings. Since you sold me, I will just pretend that I don't have this family." Jiang Luyi said righteously.

"Girl, are you really cruel and careless?" Jiang Jiafu choked up a little. Most of the time, he forgot that he was still a father, but now he is still sad when facing his own daughter's desire to cut off relations with him.

"You don't want me now. My mother left sick, just to leave you a few more money. She is reluctant to spend money on her illness. But you led this woman into the house before her bones were cold. I asked you if you were cruel? Over the years, you can sleep at night and eat every meal?" Jiang Lu was a little moved, and she could even empathize with the original owner's emotions.

"Dad is in trouble, and I'm not even in trouble. How can I take care of the baby by myself? I have to go to the fields to work. This is also for our family. The old Jiang family cannot collapse in my place." Jiang Jiafu said with tears and snot.

Jiang Lu's eyes also turned red and her back was over.

"Okay, everyone has finished watching the show, it's time to end." Zhou Chunhe finally spoke. It would be better to do this with great enthusiasm, so as to avoid any trouble in the future.

When everyone saw Zhou Chunhe put down his face and drove people away, they didn't dare to stay anymore and went out.

"Let's go, why are you still standing there? She really doesn't recognize us anymore." Jiang Jiafu suddenly seemed to have a backbone and had a backbone.

Rao Aiyun was in a mess and was reluctant to part with him from now on. He left when he saw someone. He patted the soil on his body, picked up a broom on the ground, and hit Jiang Lu like raindrops, "I'll kill you, a ungrateful wolf..." He couldn't get any benefits, and he was venting his anger after a few hits.

He heard a "boom" sound, Zhou Chunhe kicked him out so far, and once again lay on the ground.

Zhou Chunhe stared at her scarlet eyes and picked up the stick under her feet and walked up.

"No, son-in-law!" Jiang Jiafu rushed to Rao Aiyun.

Zhou Chunhe raised the stick and was about to hit it down...

"Let them go!" Jiang Lu shouted.

The stick was held in the air, leaving the world independent, like a bloodthirsty death talisman. If you stick it, you can even get half of it if you don’t have a life.

"Get out!" Zhou Chunhe shouted to the two people on the ground.

After a moment, the yard became quiet again.

"Have you hit you?" Zhou Chunhe threw down the stick and stepped forward a few steps to look at Jiang Lu up and down.

"No, I'll intercept you before I touched it." Jiang Lu said with a smile.

Seeing this, the Zhou family's mother ignored her son's love for his wife and had already slipped into the house. This time she saved a lot of money. It was so cheap that it would be no problem for her son to coax her daughter-in-law.

On New Year's Eve, the Zhou family's mother took the spoon and Jiang Lu started to make four dishes: stewed with tofu, the meat was not cut, and it was stewed in a large piece; fried shredded potatoes, according to Jiang Lu's requirements, additional vinegar and chili were added; and then fried soybeans with sour beans and a bowl of peanuts.

I also steamed a large pot of rice, which did not set fire in the first few days of the first lunar month. People with conditions prepared enough food.

Zhou Chunhe was busy in the yard, and the couplets were posted, a little crooked, and the word "Fu" was also posted, but not crooked enough, so no matter how he was, in Zhou Chunhe's words, just have it. Finally, firecrackers were set off, and the smoke filled the entire yard. The choking smell and crackling sound finally brought some joy for the New Year.

It's the Chinese New Year.

Zhou Chunhe didn't know where he got a copper pot of rice wine. It was already hot, so he carried the handle and went into the bowl.

"Where did the wine come from?" asked the Zhou family.

"You can't drink some wine during the New Year?" Zhou Chunhe asked back.

"Stop interrupting me, I'll ask where you came from?" Mrs. Zhou asked.

"Daman gave it to me."

"Hmph, thank God, Daman doesn't let you help you, can he still help you drink?" Mrs. Zhou saw through and pointed it out.

"What else do you ask if you don't believe it?" Zhou Chunhe filled his bowl.

"You two, too?"

"I don't drink white wine." Jiang Lu hurriedly pulled her own bowl. She was the one who could not drink the most.

"Stop coming. On the day of our wedding, you drank a lot of drinks. You drank Xiya so much that you held the table legs and kissed her. We were stunned by the alcohol tolerance." Zhou Chunhe exposes that if she hadn't drunk too much that day, the bridal chamber might not have been so smooth.

"Can I drink that much?" Jiang Lu was embarrassed. She didn't drink wine in her previous life. She blushed when she touched it. If she had another glass, she would be drunk.

"Come on." Zhou Chunhe poured it on.

Of course, Mrs. Zhou didn't stop her. She also hoped that the two of them would lose more sanity. It would be better to lock them in the bed and not get out, so that her grandson would have a settlement.

"Mom, come some too."

"Don't pour it for me, I won't drink that old man's wine." Zhou Po-zi recognized who the brass pot was the first time she saw it.

"You said that the second master has explained it many times, but why can't he get through it?" Zhou Chunhe shook his head.

"I can't get over it unless I die!" Mrs. Zhou said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I can't get through it, I can't get through it, at least I've saved your son." Zhou Chunhe whispered.

Jiang Lu was confused when she heard this and felt a vague feeling that there was something in it.

Sure enough, when Mrs. Zhou saw that her son was still talking to the old man, she put the chopsticks on her, "It can't be offset!"

"Okay, grandpa's life is expensive, your son's life is cheap, right?"

The head of Zhou Po Zi's chopsticks fell down and hit Zhou Chunhe on the back. It was a real hit. Jiang Lu looked shocking.

Zhou Chunhe did not hide or dodge, making his mother vent her anger.

When he was tired of fighting, Mrs. Zhou finally stopped and was very tired.

"Mom, have a meal." Jiang Lu said, although the story is beautiful, the bowl of meat is even more attractive.

This year full of ups and downs has finally passed.

Due to the opposition of Mrs. Zhou, Zhou Chunhe was unable to enjoy the meal. While his mother was entering the house, she picked up the wine pot and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Lu shouted.

Zhou Chunhe looked at his wife sewing clothes under the lamp, slapped her head, "Go, come with me."

"Where are you going? I'm just going to have a sleeve in my jacket." Jiang Lu said.

"You are so capable, those pieces of cloth have become clothes when you put them in your hands."

"What's the matter? If there was that sewing machine, all these three jackets could meet the New Year, which wouldn't work."

"It's just right, I'll take you to find a sewing machine."

"Really?" Jiang Lu's eyes lit up. Making clothes under the light was really exhausting. If anyone gave her a sewing machine now, she would agree to anything she said.

"When did your man have lied to you?" Zhou Chunhe poured the remaining peanuts on the table into his pocket, and Jiang Lu rolled his eyes.

"Hehe, pay attention next time, pay attention next time."
Chapter completed!