The soft educated youth takes control of the cold military officer

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Chapter 56: Feeding medicine, dowry sent by Zhao Jiayun's parents

"Mom, sister-in-law, you go out first, I'll feed her."

Lin Xiuzhi was definitely worried about a man and a woman alone in a room. Although she knew her son was an honest man, she still couldn't trust a man's words.

"Xingyan, what can you do?"

"Mom, you go out first, I'll pour the medicine down."

Pan Wenlan went out first with a look of tact. As for Lin Xiuzhi, she saw that Chu Sangning was a little unconscious due to the fever, and gritted her teeth, "Son, Sangning is a good kid, don't bully her."

Seeing her son nod in agreement, Lin Xiuzhi went out, turning back every three steps.

Jiang Xingyan tightened his hands and called in Chu Sangning's ear: "Chu Zhiqing, Sangning?"

Chu Sangning whimpered, frowned and looked very uncomfortable.

"Drink the medicine, you won't feel uncomfortable after drinking it." Jiang Xingyan coaxed gently, Chu Sangning only felt like a big fly "buzzing" in her ears, twisted her body and slapped.

It hit Jiang Xingyan's chin directly, and the person in his arms kept moving like a fish caught on the shore. Jiang Xingyan almost lost the bowl in his hand, and the medicine spilled on his hand.

Seeing that there was really no other way, Jiang Xingyan looked deeply at the person in his arms, raised his head and finished it all, then moved closer to Chu Sangning...

Lin Xiuzhi thought about it and still felt that these things should be left to the young people to solve by themselves, and she would not interfere.

After getting the pork, Lin Xiuzhi thought about making dumplings for everyone to replenish their bodies.

Everyone in the Jiang family went out, even the youngest Jiang Pan'an had to be busy. Lin Xiuzhi asked her old man to heat the pot, her daughter-in-law to knead the dough, and she made the stuffing herself.

Taking advantage of the afternoon when there was still some time, Lin Xiuzhi quickly made forty or fifty dumplings, and the rest would be dealt with after work.

As for the Luo family, it was already time to go to work, but they were not free. Old Mrs. Luo was throwing things around at home and was gloomy to Zhao Jiayun.

She felt that she did nothing and let her son raise her.

"Luo Yiping, you take care of it." Zhao Jiayun's eyes were swollen from crying. She had been crying since she came back from the brigade warehouse, and she made Old Lady Luo upset.

Now, she couldn't help but mock her again. Who would have thought that Zhao Jiayun was also a hot-tempered person and she scolded Old Lady Luo directly.

"You shameless person, you let others see your body, and you still let my son marry you. Aren't you losing your innocence and letting my son take over?"

Mrs. Luo's words were vicious. Zhao Jiayun screamed and chased Mrs. Luo with a broom, "I will beat you to death."

"Son, your wife beat people. She is unfilial, unfilial."

"Luo Yiping, you heard what your mother said clearly. If you are a man, can you tolerate wearing a green hat on your head?"

The two quarreled and Luo Yiping felt irritated. In addition, he was angry at the Jiang family. He slammed the door and left, leaving a cold face: "Hit me, hit me hard."

Without the middleman, Mrs. Luo and Zhao Jiayun didn't want to fight anymore. They stared at each other, thinking that the other was vicious and wished that the other would die.

It was already late for work. Old Mrs. Luo held a sickle and squinted, "Why, do you still want me to ask you to work?"

Everyone knew about the Luo family's affairs. Seeing Zhao Jiayun come to work with swollen eyes, those who were a little kind-hearted felt sorry.

If Luo Yiping hadn't rescued Zhao Jiayun from falling into the river, he wouldn't have lost his life to the Luo family. Old Mrs. Luo was not a good person to get along with.

As long as Old Mrs. Luo was still alive, Zhao Jiayun, as a daughter-in-law, would have a hard time.

There are always people who don't get along with Old Lady Luo, secretly running to Zhao Jiayun to give her advice, "Daughter-in-law Yiping, let me tell you, your mother-in-law is a bad person, can you still endure it?"

Zhao Jiayun's face was pale and listless, and she didn't even want to give a fake smile. She was not stupid, and knew that the person who said that had bad intentions.

She kept working with her head down, without a single response.

The woman who was making trouble was not angry, and approached Zhao Jiayun and said sincerely, "I am also doing this for your own good. You said that such a good educated youth, how come you married into the big pit of the Luo family?"

"If you have nothing else to do, I will work first." Zhao Jiayun's hands moved faster, with an unclear expression, indicating that if she had nothing else to do, she should go to work first.

As for what she said, Zhao Jiayun felt bitter. This was the path she chose. Now, for Luo Yiping's sake, she didn't regret it, but it was uncertain in the future.

Old Mrs. Luo was not easy to get along with. If he continued to live with her, he would collapse sooner or later. When Luo Yiping became rich in the future, they would separate and move out.

The afternoon work was still so boring. Everyone was doing their own things. As the sun set, it was about to go home after work, and suddenly a bicycle appeared on the edge of the field.

A postman in military green pushed a bicycle with a large package and a box behind him, and shouted at the end of the field: "Zhao Jiayun, Zhao Jiayun, your package."

The two shouts directly attracted the attention of half of the people in the field. Seeing the large package behind the postman, they were all surprised.

"Mr. Luo, you were talking about your daughter-in-law's dowry at noon, and now it's here."

"There are so many, Yiping's mother, this daughter-in-law is so good. I haven't seen any daughter who can bring so much. It's better to have girls in the city, who are spoiled by their parents."

Mrs. Luo, who was full of anger in her heart, saw Zhao Jiayun's dowry, and her anger suddenly disappeared like a deflated balloon.

Faced with everyone's compliments, Mrs. Luo pretended to wave her hands modestly, "I don't care about people who don't have dowries. I just think they can live a better life with a dowry." "You are the most blessed, Yiping mother. When Yiping's wife gives birth to a big fat grandson for you, you can enjoy it at home." The compliments from everyone made Mrs. Luo think about it. Yes, since she is already married, she hastily urged her son to have a child. Then she can help him. With.

Zhao Jiayun wiped his sweat and dropped the hoe in his hand, walked to the postman, "I am Zhao Jiayun." "Your package." The two packages were placed in front of Zhao Jiayun.

Zhao Jiayun said something to the scorekeeper, picked up her package and left. It was also the first time that Mrs. Luo didn't lose her temper when she saw her daughter-in-law go home first.

After work, she went home with her son. Mrs. Luo was still thinking about the dowry. She said to her son: "Son, Mom has seen it. There are really a lot of things, a lot of things."

Their marriages in the city are different. Look at the pomp of others. The dowry is sent in packages, and there is a big box. There must be a lot of good things.

Zhao Jiayun, who was thinking about the dowry, couldn't laugh at all. She knew the situation in her family. With her younger brother, her parents would not give her anything good.

But she still had hope for her parents. The moment Zhao Jiayun opened the box with hope, her eyes were red.