There is a treasure in the 60's family [MTL]

Chapter 100 Leave of absence

The next day, Song Baozhu looked at Li Mei again, and saw that there was no sadness on her face, and she completely hid her thoughts as before.

Today happened to be a holiday, and someone from the Li family came and brought a lot of mountain goods, especially some fresh mushrooms, because Song Baozhu loves to eat this, and the Li family will send some over almost every year.

Although no one in the Song family has said anything about Li Mei, as her hope of pregnancy has become more and more slim in the past few years, the Li family has changed from kindness at the beginning to unconsciously flattering when facing the Song family.

No matter how much they love their daughter, they can't change their inherent concepts, a woman marrying into her husband's family is to pass on the lineage, if she can't, it is a woman's dereliction of duty, if Song Zhinan abandons Li Mei now, the Li family can't say anything.

"Baozhu, this is specially left for you by my aunt, if you like to eat, we still have it at home, and I will send it to you in a few days." , Li Mu said with a smile at Song Baozhu.

Song Baozhu sincerely thanked him: "Thank you, auntie, it's already a lot, no need to send it anymore." Several

in-laws, Wang Guifang likes the Li family the most, as soon as Li's mother came, Wang Guifang pulled her to talk, In the past, Li's mother and Wang Guifang were quite calm, and they could say whatever they wanted, but now because of the fact that their daughter could not get pregnant, the whole family felt weak when facing the Song family, and they began to hold Wang Guifang in and out of the words.

"You will rest at home for one night today before leaving, the second daughter-in-law, accompany your family, the third daughter-in-law, and I will go to the kitchen to cook." , Wang Guifang saw that Li's mother was uncomfortable, sighed in her heart, and called Wu Zhaodi to the kitchen.

After a while, the fragrance came from the courtyard, and Song Jinghui drooled and pulled Song Baozhu; "Auntie, I want seven...", this little bastard knew that what he wanted to eat in the kitchen would definitely be rejected by Wu Zhaodi, and he even had to teach him a lesson, so he pulled Song Baozhu, in his heart, his aunt was the person who could do everything in the family, no matter his parents, grandparents, uncles and aunts, he listened to his aunt's words.

Song Yuanyuan also looked at Song Baozhu with a blank eye: "Auntie, I saw my grandmother and the third aunt fried crabs...."

Song Jingming was as 'steady' as ever, he didn't speak, just stared at Song Baozhu with round eyes, and his big eyes unconsciously revealed longing.

Song Baozhu touched the heads of several nephews and nieces one by one: "Okay, I'll get it for you."

Song Jinghui and Song Yuanyuan immediately slapped their hands and laughed: "Auntie is the best!"

Song Jingming listened, although the expression on his face still didn't change much, but a pair of eyes bent and showed a slight smile.

The crab in autumn is the fattest, wrapped in flour and fried with oil, it is very delicious, yesterday the Xiangfu Village Brigade set up a net from the river, and there are not only fish and shrimp but also crabs that are fished, and every household has a lot.

Song Baozhu walked into the kitchen, and heard Wang Guifang and Wu Zhaodi say in a low voice: "Alas, the second daughter-in-law can't give birth, I see that the knot in her heart is getting bigger and bigger, and even her in-laws feel sorry for our family." 

To be honest, the second child can't have his own children, although I feel a little uncomfortable. But I don't think it's the fault of the second daughter-in-law, it's hard enough for women. 

I also want to open it, if not, there will be no one, it is their little couple who will live in the end, and whether they want to adopt or just live like this, they will follow them. is the second daughter-in-law, seeing that her face is getting worse and worse, if this matter is kept in her heart, how can she and the second child live. Wang Guifang chopped vegetables neatly in her hands, but there was a little sadness on her face.

She was worried about Li Mei, Li Mei herself was not a big and arrogant person who lived at will, how could she be happy when she was pressed by this matter so much.

Wu Zhaodi couldn't help it, she had to comfort Wang Guifang: "The second brother and sister-in-law are still young, and they may not be able to give birth in the future." She has a good relationship with Li Mei, she has married into the Song family for many years, and the two have never blushed and quarreled, she sincerely hopes that Li Mei can get pregnant smoothly and untie the knot.

"Mom, is it fried crab, I want to eat it." , Song Baozhu spoke out at this time.

Wang Guifang hurriedly handed her the fried crab on the side: "Now, here it is, take it and eat it." He filled a plate full of fried golden crabs on a plate, and carefully removed the hard shells.

Song Baozhu took it with a smile, and it was finally time to eat crabs again.

Wu Zhaodi asked Song Baozhu while stir-frying: "Sister-in-law, did that kid from Jinghui pick you up?" This little bastard, who is delicious and playful every day, doesn't know how to control him in the future.

Song Baozhu snorted, I have to say that the one who knows the child best is really his own mother, and when he looked at it in a blink of an eye, he saw Song Jinghui's slippery little head probing his brain at the kitchen door.

It turned out that Wu Zhaodi was so sure when she saw Song Jinghui, Song Baozhu shook his head, this nephew didn't seem to be very smart, looking at Song Yuanyuan and Song Jingming, he knew that the things were hidden from being discovered before they arrived.

"Look at it! You're fat, don't you, dare to call your aunt! Wu Zhaodi raised her eyebrows and waved a spatula at Song Jinghui.

Song Jinghui swooped back and retracted his little bald head and ran against the corner.

Song Baozhu took the crab to the second floor, there was a big balcony outside her room, and the balcony was covered with thick fur, and when she usually had nothing to do, a few small ones liked to roll on her balcony.

"Jinghui, give it to you, but don't get the mat dirty." , Song Yuanyuan is already big enough in this, and when he already knows that love is clean, not to mention Song Jingming, the whole family can't find anyone more feathered than him, if he soils the blanket, I'm afraid he will be even more uncomfortable than Song Baozhu.

Only Song Jinghui, 'big and uninhibited', doesn't love cleanliness very much, and makes himself like a little beggar that no one wants all day long, and Wu Zhaodi can't catch up with him to clean up.

There was food hanging in front of him, Song Jinghui obediently agreed, and he also learned from Song Jingming, only pulling Song Baozhu to chew the crab meat they had made for them, but after a while, he couldn't help it, he directly grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it crunching, and the tied little apron was dirty by him.

Song Jingming frowned his little eyebrows, and moved away from Song Jinghui a little expressionlessly, for fear that he would get it to him. Song Yuanyuan sighed in disgust: "Jinghui, don't eat like this, the third aunt will clean you up again after a while."

But Song Jinghui was already an old fritter, and when he heard this, he snorted: "Don't be afraid....", chewing in his mouth, not idle in his hand, he dragged the plate containing crab meat to protect himself.

Song Jingming's little eyebrows trembled silently, and Song Yuanyuan directly complained to Song Baozhu: "Auntie, look at Jinghui, he is too protective of food."

Song Baozhu sighed, feeling that he had miscalculated, it was too noisy to eat with these nephews and nieces, and in the end, these few would fight.

Sure enough, Song Yuanyuan complained, and Song Jinghui spat at her, poofed twice, and even spit out the crab meat, spraying Song Yuanyuan's face.

Song Yuanyuan was directly stunned, and then screamed and pounced on Song Jinghui. Song Yuanyuan ate the milk prepared by Song Baozhu, and her physique was much better than that of ordinary children, plus she was a few years older than Song Jinghui, and soon Song Jinghui was pressed under Song Yuanyuan and couldn't move.

Song Jinghui's face turned red with anger, even if he was suppressed and couldn't move, he still wanted to resist, but fortunately, neither of them cried, just rolled around on the thick carpet.

Song Jingming took the opportunity to drag all the plate of crab meat in front of him and sped up the chewing action.

By the time the two were finished, Song Baozhu and Song Jingming had already eaten more than half of the crab meat.

Song Jinghui and Song Yuanyuan were stunned, Song Yuanyuan was a little better, at least the crab meat was eaten by her beloved aunt, Jingming was not as annoying as Jinghui, so she ate it.

Only Song Jinghui seemed to have lost his entire life, crying one after another, not to mention how sad he was.

Song Baozhu felt the need to show her majesty as an aunt, she coughed, straightened her face, and said to Song Jinghui very seriously: "Don't cry."

Song Jinghui didn't listen and continued to sob.

Song Baozhu said: "Jinghui, you are the most wrong today, first you shouldn't protect food, we are all your family, if you eat alone, will we be hungry?"

Song Jinghui's sobbing paused, and he seemed to think that what Song Baozhu said made some sense.

"I'm right, second, you shouldn't spit Yuanyuan's saliva, it's very unclean, you're a little man, little girls won't spit on other people's saliva, they all know it's too bad, how can you do this, and Yuanyuan is your sister, you have to love your sister, you know?"

Hearing that he wanted to love his sister, Song Jinghui pursed his lips and seemed very reluctant: "Love and care for Dudu...", he means that he only wants to love his aunt, and he doesn't like Song Yuanyuan.

Song Yuanyuan snorted: "I only like my aunt and don't like you!" She has a hot temperament, and she used to go all over the friends in the village, but now Song Jinghui is more out of the way than her, and the two of them are like needlepoints on Mai Mang, pinching non-stop.

Song Baozhu knocked on the table: "Don't make any noise, Yuanyuan, you have something wrong, even if Jinghui spits on you, but how can you beat him, you can solve it in other ways."