When had she been picky about food since she was a child? Didn't she always grow up eating food cooked by Cao Bamei?

Now that she's married, she can't get used to the food cooked by her mother-in-law? She can't get enough of the delicious food on the table, so she misses the smelly pickled cabbage fried rice made by her mother-in-law?

Poor bones!

So Yang Yongjin really couldn't hold it back and got angry at Xiuxiu.

"Hey, you are the one who got used to it. You are used to being like this. You are the enemy of debt collectors!"

The more Yang Yongjin thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't help but complain to Cao Bamei when breakfast was about to end.

Cao Bamei silently put away the dishes and chopsticks, tears welling up in her eyes. When she heard Yang Yongjin's complaint, Cao Bamei could only sigh helplessly and murmured: "Whose child is here to repay a favor? Aren't they all enemies in the previous life?

Is there anything you can do?"

"Mom, I am not an enemy. When I grow up, I will repay your kindness to you and my father!" Lan

The mistress suddenly burped, patted her swollen belly and told Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei.

The couple was stunned for a moment and looked at each other. Cao Bamei couldn't help but burst into tears and smiled.

Yang Yongjin's eyes also showed a hint of relief, but he still said: "Come on, you brat, don't be too naughty, don't be too spendthrift, at least leave a coffin book for your father and me!"

The third son was too young to understand what a coffin was, but he could understand the word coffin. When someone died in the village, he put it in a long black lacquered wood coffin, beat it, carried it to the mountain, and buried it.

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"Dad, if you don't want a coffin, I'll bury you and my mother in the vegetable garden in the backyard." The mistress said suddenly.

Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei's eyebrows jumped when they heard this. Cao Bamei subconsciously wanted to scold the mistress to stop talking nonsense, but Yang Yongjin felt that what this boy said was interesting.

So he leaned down, stretched out his hand to pull the mistress in front of him, and asked the old man with a smile: "What? Why do you want to bury him in the vegetable garden?"

The mistress said seriously: "Come closer. Whenever you miss your parents, just pull away and take a look."

"Eh~" Cao Bamei's eyebrows jumped when she heard this.

The red embroidery also caused a layer of hair to appear on my arms.

Yang Yongjin couldn't help laughing, and continued: "Then you have to bury it deeper. If it's shallower, I'm afraid the old yellow dog will pull it out."

The third son tilted his head and listened carefully to his father's instructions. He seemed to think about it seriously, and then nodded heavily: "Okay!"

"What a good thing, you brat, you're just talking nonsense. When you're full, go play quickly!" Cao Bamei couldn't stand listening anymore and came over to chase her little son away with a smile.

The mistress was afraid of being pinched by Cao Bamei, so she sniffed and ran outside the hall, holding the door open and making faces at Cao Bamei inside.

"Mother Ji, I will bury you and my father separately when the time comes, so that you will never see my father again!"

"Hey, you stinky boy, you are really itchy now?" Cao Bamei raised the chopsticks in her hand to chase the mistress, but the mistress made a face and ran away.

Cao Bamei: "This brat, where did he learn these words from?"

Yang Yongjin said with a smile: "Eighty percent of it was learned by those kids when they were messing around. It can be seen that our kid has a flexible mind and can learn and apply it!"

"You, you complained earlier that I spoiled the eldest daughter, but you also spoiled the younger one to death!" Cao Bamei said angrily to Yang Yongjin.

Yang Yongjin smiled, one is the eldest daughter and the other is an old man, how can he not get used to it?

While the couple was talking, they suddenly realized something.

On the table in front of them, the dishes and chopsticks they had eaten were still there. The couple were busy teasing the third daughter, but they did not notice that their second daughter, Xiu Hong, was silently clearing away the dishes.

The little girl of twelve or thirteen years old is thin and frail, but she has grown tall and graceful without realizing it.

She has a long and slender neck, a graceful figure, and pretty features. She is half a head taller than the seventeen-year-old Xiu Xiu.

When did this second daughter grow so tall? What a big girl!

I saw her stacking all the empty bowls and plates that everyone had eaten together, then carefully picking them up, and walking steadily towards the door of the main room.

Whether it was the scolding of her eldest sister by her parents or the teasing of her younger brother by her parents, it seemed that it had nothing to do with her. She was doing her own thing in obscurity, as if it had nothing to do with it all...

Yang Yongjin suddenly felt a burst of sorrow in his heart. He quickly stood up and came over: "Hong'er, the thing is heavy, dad will get it."

Xiu Hong looked up in shock and saw her father. A trace of surprise and surprise flashed across the girl's eyes. Then she pursed her lips and smiled softly, "Dad, I can make it not sink!"

She carried the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen briskly.

Here, Yang Yongjin turned around and said to Cao Bamei who was cleaning the table: "You usually take care of the children at home. Don't always focus on the eldest and youngest. Our two daughters are also biological children, so you should pay more attention to them."

pay attention to."

Cao Bamei was surprised for a moment, glanced at Xiu Hong's walking back, and then looked at Yang Yongjin: "What's wrong with you? Why do you say that? I don't care about the second child! I'm not a stepmother!"

Yang Yongjin said: "That's not what I mean. What I mean is that for a family like ours, having children is an enviable good thing."

"But this girl in the middle is often easily ignored if you don't pay attention."

"I just looked at our second child, who is unknown, as if the four of us are a family, and she is an outsider, working silently..." Lan

Before Yang Yongjin finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cao Bamei with a smile: "Hey, you are really thinking too much. Our second child has been more sensible than the eldest child since he was a child, and the third child was basically brought up by her. Our eldest brother

So squeamish!"

Yang Yongjin's face was full of seriousness: "Children become sensible too early. To put it bluntly, it is sad!"

Cao Bamei opened her mouth and stared blankly at Yang Yongjin. At first, she didn't seem to understand the meaning of his words, nor did she quite understand how serious he was at this moment.

However, looking at each other and carefully recalling Yang Yongjin's words, Cao Bamei gradually seemed to understand something.

Thinking again about the way my mother and I have been getting along at home for a long time, basically everything centered on embroidery, even if we got married, it would be the same.

When I was happy about the embroidery, I confided in my second brother, "Your sister and the others..."

I was contradicted by Xiuxiu, and when I was angry, I confided in my second brother: "Your sister and the others..." Lan

Whether you are cooking in the kitchen, picking vegetables in the backyard, sewing in the house, or eating...

The topics that came out of his mouth were almost all "your sister..." "your brother..."

It’s rarely “you…”

And every time, the second daughter listened patiently and stayed with her silently.

Until Mianmian and the others came back two days ago, her first thought was to send her second daughter to Lijia Village to tell Xiuxiu.
Chapter completed!