Old Jiangtou said: "My grandson is good at everything, but once he gets involved with his unreliable mother, he loses his head!"

"What's wrong with the old lady? Are you making trouble to come back again?" Old Yangtou asked.

Old Jiangtou said: "She is always making trouble. I have no idea about returning to the village to live, and I don't think about the things she has done. Can this village accommodate her? Can our Lao Jiang family tolerate her?"

She has a big face!"

Regarding Jiang Xianjun's mother, Lao Yangtou recently heard Yang Huazhong and others talk about it.

The old man then said: "Everyone in this first month is busy visiting relatives and friends. No one mentions this matter. They all think it is bad luck to mention her."

"But during the twelfth lunar month last year, many villagers went to say hello to my third child and told her not to let go. She couldn't let a woman like Xian Junniang come back to live in the village. They called her a moth because she had returned to the village.

Everyone is uncomfortable, and the children are not safe if they are left playing outside!"

Old Jiangtou smiled bitterly: "I'm not worried about it, so I told Xian Junna personally that if he dares to take his mother back to live in the village, I will sever the relationship between him and his grandson, and we will never have contact with him again until we die!"

Lao Yang nodded, "Then why were you and Jiang Da unhappy earlier? Could it be that Xian Jun was disobedient and brought up this matter again?"

Old Jiangtou shook his head: "Xianjun didn't dare to mention this matter, but Xianjun went to town today to deliver something to his mother."

"Chickens, ducks, fish, meat, money, bedding, clothes, etc., as much as you have, you are a filial son. Jiang Da and I felt bad when we saw it. We couldn't help but think of my poor short-lived second son!"

"The murderer is still eating big fish and meat, enjoying the filial piety of his son. The murdered man is buried in the loess. After three or five years, no one can remember him. It's pitiful and sad!"

"Let me tell you, you don't have to be angry about this kind of thing. What can I say? After all, Xianjun was born by her mother. His feelings towards his mother are definitely different from how we people feel about her.

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Old Yangtou persuaded Old Jiangtou, "It is only natural for him to give her things. This shows that he is a filial person, not the kind of person who is so evil that he can even ignore his biological mother."

"Anyway, I'm still saying that, as long as Xianjun doesn't bring his mother back to the village to irritate your eyes, then we'll just turn a blind eye and pretend not to know, pretend not to see!"

Old Ginger often sighed, "As long as I live one day, I will never let her in again!"

"If she comes in, I'm worried that Xiaoqin will have a hard time."

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and there is no room for two women in one kitchen.

If the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are both mild-tempered and tolerant of each other, then that's fine, but if it's a mother-in-law like Xian Junniang, even if she's replaced by a Ni Bodhisattva daughter-in-law, it won't work!

Old Yangtou and Old Jiangtou smoked cigarettes, drank tea and sunbathed in the yard for a while. Old Jiangtou took out the shredded tobacco that his daughter brought to pay New Year greetings to Old Yangtou yesterday.

"This is my daughter-in-law and son-in-law's filial piety. The tobacco is not bad. You can take a few puffs."

"Well, I've had it. It's really not bad, and my daughter is considerate!"

After taking a few puffs, Lao Yangtou complimented Lao Jiangtou.

Old Jiangtou smiled, "My daughter, I can't help her. Her family was poor when she was born, so she gave her away for adoption. Unexpectedly, now that her life is better, she still wants to come back to see me during the holidays.

Buy me something."

Old Yangtou nodded: "Whether it's a daughter or a son, it would be better if you have both sons and daughters. If you have both children, you will have someone to support us and someone who will come back to visit us during the holidays."

Mentioning this, Lao Jiangtou felt a lot of emotion.

"Although the second child is ahead of me, I still have someone to support me in my later years, so that I won't be left homeless and have to go out to beg for food when I'm old."

Old Yang nodded, "Yes, you have the eldest son, the boss, and you have several grandchildren. Everyone will take care of your food and drink."

Lao Jiangtou said: "If I say a thousand words, the person I am most grateful to is no one else..."

"Is it the boss?" Old Yangtou asked.

Gu YanLao Jiangtou shook his head, "The person I am most grateful to is my old woman who died young!"

"Why?" Old Yangtou was puzzled.

Lao Jiangtou said: "If she hadn't worked so hard to help me give birth to two sons and a daughter, and kept them in my Lao Jiang family, how could I have been able to support myself in my old age?"

"The old woman had a hard life and left without enjoying any blessings. She is the one I am most grateful for. Now that I live a day, I will spend a day with my children and grandchildren."

"I'm not afraid of death, because I know that when I die, I can be with the old woman and my second son. I have relatives on both sides, and I feel like I'm caught in the middle... It's pretty good, I'm not afraid of anything.

Already."

This was the first time that Old Yangtou heard such remarks.

The old man was sitting in a wheelchair, and the sunlight behind the house was shining warmly on his body. He drank some wine at noon and was so dizzy by the warm winter sun that he wanted to sleep.

He couldn't help but think of a winter like this many years ago behind the house, during the first lunar month of the Chinese New Year, when he and his children came back from visiting relatives and friends, and young Mr. Tan was washing and scrubbing in the yard.

The family's clothes and shoes, large and small, were all dried on the wall.

When the meal was cooking, as soon as she opened the lid of the pot, the rabbits, tall and short, gathered around the pot, and Meier was still crying in her swaddling clothes...

She brought the food to the table, and he led the whole family around the table to eat and drink while she picked up Meier and sat on the edge to coax her.

At that time, I always felt that life was too noisy and too tiring. The first thing I thought about when I opened my eyes every day was to cultivate the land well, make money, raise my sons, and marry them wives...

In this flash, decades have passed, and his children have already married and established businesses, and he has become an old man in his twilight years.

While he was enjoying the support and filial piety of his children with peace of mind, he forgot the most important point.

That's where these sons and daughters come from!

Just as Old Jiangtou said, the old woman helped her give birth!

The old lady in Lao Jiangtou's family gave birth to three children. Lao Jiangtou could say that the old woman endured hardships and risked her life to help him give birth to the children.

What about Tan?

With such a thin body, he gave birth to five sons and one daughter in one breath!

During this period, I had two miscarriages due to drought in my hometown when I was pregnant!

He always felt that he was responsible for raising his children up, but now that he thinks about it, she is the biggest contributor!

"Brother, why don't you speak? Are you asleep?"

Old Jiangtou realized that he hadn't heard any movement from Old Yangtou for a while, so he couldn't help but give him a gentle push.

Lao Yangtou came back to his senses instantly, and Lao Jiangtou found that his face was full of tears!

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" Lao Jiangtou was stunned.

Wasn't it supposed to be that my elder brother was here to comfort me? Why did he start crying when he comforted me?

And Old Jiang Tou felt surprised, he had almost never seen his old brother cry in his life!

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