After Chuntao said this, she washed her face with a basin, leaving two old people to see each other.
They looked at each other, not because Chuntao expressed his opinion that he would not want his wife, but because what he said shocked them very clearly. Chuntao not only eavesdropped on their conversation last night, but also eavesdropped on their process of doing that, so that his son heard that it was always a shameful thing for me to do that.
Chuntao's redness was a little red. She glanced at Chuntao and saw that he was squatting at the door to wash his face. She had no special reaction. She reached under the dining table and stepped on Chuntao's father.
Chuntao's father was nothing. After looking at each other, he smiled faintly and put an injured pedestal on the chair next to the table, holding chopsticks to pick up food, pretending that nothing happened, and he should have to chop rice, and drink soup.
After washing his face, Chuntao sat on the dining table, holding a bowl of rice and picking up vegetables.
Seeing that his son didn't say anything, Chuntao's mother enlightened him: Although many people in many villages gave only 28,880 or 38,000 brides, it was someone else's business. The wife he asked for was not that handsome and was not worth the money.
Look at that girl Jieyun, such a beautiful girl, her face, and her figure are compared by any pretty wife in all corners of the country. She is not as good as you Chuntao, but Chuntao's mother is still muttering.
Chuntao was impatient and interrupted his mother.
He stopped the chopsticks and said: Mom, don’t say it, okay? I’m still young. Getting married in my thirties is common in the city. I’m only under twenty, so why are you anxious?
When Chuntao Niang saw that her son not only did not appreciate her affection, but also was not interested in the matter she led, she immediately felt very wronged.
She lowered her head and pulled the food, while slowly saying: Your classmate Niu Yizi, you are the same age as you. She asked for a wife last year. This year, her wife was lying in the forest farm with a big belly. It is estimated that the moon will fall next month.
You said you are not in a hurry. If you don’t help you while we are young, you will suffer any illness when we get old and you will not be able to help you. You have to marry a wife and retire, and life will be difficult.
Chuntao saw that his mother started to chat about this old scripture again. She was really impatient and took a few bites of rice randomly. He put the bowl on the table, then turned around and spread the conversation. He said to his father: Dad, what kind of fashion car do you think of Lao Feng, who collects wood?
Chuntao's father heard him ask him, then he caught the words. He stopped the food he brought into his mouth, thought for a while, and said: Old Feng said it was loaded at the end of this month, but now most of the trees are still growing on the mountain of breasts. How to load it?I called him a few days later and told him to postpone the loading of the car.
Chuntao thought for a while and said: Otherwise, I will go to the neighboring village to find a few helpers, saw the tree down, and the wages will be higher.This will not delay Boss Feng’s loading of the car. After his father’s feet are well, he can cut a few more trees before the New Year.
Chuntao's father thought that his son knew he felt sorry for his leg pain, so he was very happy. He was about to let him go and asked him to find a few helpers from the neighboring village who had helped cut trees before, Liujiawan's brothers, Lao Xie from Xiejiaying, and Lao Xie's cousin.
They are all idle people in the mountain village. They don’t go out to work, so they rely on working in all neighbors in the townships to make a living. As long as they go to hire, they will definitely be able to hire them. Moreover, their wages are the same, so it is impossible to increase more.
The son is willing to do things, and Chuntao's mother is also happy, but she snatched her face and interrupted Chuntao and his son quietly.
She said: All of these things can be put aside. People are still waiting for a reply to the Jiang family’s marriage.
When Chuntao saw her mother talking about this again, she felt very unhappy. She immediately didn't say anything. She put the bowl on the table, picked up the motorcycle key placed on the TV cabinet, walked out of the door quickly, lit the motorcycle parked by the courtyard wall, and rushed toward the Internet cafe in the town.
They looked at each other, not because Chuntao expressed his opinion that he would not want his wife, but because what he said shocked them very clearly. Chuntao not only eavesdropped on their conversation last night, but also eavesdropped on their process of doing that, so that his son heard that it was always a shameful thing for me to do that.
Chuntao's redness was a little red. She glanced at Chuntao and saw that he was squatting at the door to wash his face. She had no special reaction. She reached under the dining table and stepped on Chuntao's father.
Chuntao's father was nothing. After looking at each other, he smiled faintly and put an injured pedestal on the chair next to the table, holding chopsticks to pick up food, pretending that nothing happened, and he should have to chop rice, and drink soup.
After washing his face, Chuntao sat on the dining table, holding a bowl of rice and picking up vegetables.
Seeing that his son didn't say anything, Chuntao's mother enlightened him: Although many people in many villages gave only 28,880 or 38,000 brides, it was someone else's business. The wife he asked for was not that handsome and was not worth the money.
Look at that girl Jieyun, such a beautiful girl, her face, and her figure are compared by any pretty wife in all corners of the country. She is not as good as you Chuntao, but Chuntao's mother is still muttering.
Chuntao was impatient and interrupted his mother.
He stopped the chopsticks and said: Mom, don’t say it, okay? I’m still young. Getting married in my thirties is common in the city. I’m only under twenty, so why are you anxious?
When Chuntao Niang saw that her son not only did not appreciate her affection, but also was not interested in the matter she led, she immediately felt very wronged.
She lowered her head and pulled the food, while slowly saying: Your classmate Niu Yizi, you are the same age as you. She asked for a wife last year. This year, her wife was lying in the forest farm with a big belly. It is estimated that the moon will fall next month.
You said you are not in a hurry. If you don’t help you while we are young, you will suffer any illness when we get old and you will not be able to help you. You have to marry a wife and retire, and life will be difficult.
Chuntao saw that his mother started to chat about this old scripture again. She was really impatient and took a few bites of rice randomly. He put the bowl on the table, then turned around and spread the conversation. He said to his father: Dad, what kind of fashion car do you think of Lao Feng, who collects wood?
Chuntao's father heard him ask him, then he caught the words. He stopped the food he brought into his mouth, thought for a while, and said: Old Feng said it was loaded at the end of this month, but now most of the trees are still growing on the mountain of breasts. How to load it?I called him a few days later and told him to postpone the loading of the car.
Chuntao thought for a while and said: Otherwise, I will go to the neighboring village to find a few helpers, saw the tree down, and the wages will be higher.This will not delay Boss Feng’s loading of the car. After his father’s feet are well, he can cut a few more trees before the New Year.
Chuntao's father thought that his son knew he felt sorry for his leg pain, so he was very happy. He was about to let him go and asked him to find a few helpers from the neighboring village who had helped cut trees before, Liujiawan's brothers, Lao Xie from Xiejiaying, and Lao Xie's cousin.
They are all idle people in the mountain village. They don’t go out to work, so they rely on working in all neighbors in the townships to make a living. As long as they go to hire, they will definitely be able to hire them. Moreover, their wages are the same, so it is impossible to increase more.
The son is willing to do things, and Chuntao's mother is also happy, but she snatched her face and interrupted Chuntao and his son quietly.
She said: All of these things can be put aside. People are still waiting for a reply to the Jiang family’s marriage.
When Chuntao saw her mother talking about this again, she felt very unhappy. She immediately didn't say anything. She put the bowl on the table, picked up the motorcycle key placed on the TV cabinet, walked out of the door quickly, lit the motorcycle parked by the courtyard wall, and rushed toward the Internet cafe in the town.
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