After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

Exaggerated shouts were accompanied by fast footsteps, and the familiar figure of Fan's mother appeared in front of the three of them.

Fan's mother ignored Hu's mother who was pouring water to wash vegetables and Shui Qing who was chopping vegetables, and looked straight at her youngest son who was making noodles, with a look of great distress on her face.

He cried and wailed: "My son, you have suffered! After the separation, you even had to do the kitchen work."

You are a scholar, but if you spread the word, people will laugh to death!

It’s my mother’s fault. I didn’t arrange a good marriage for you, so you suffered like this~”

Shui Qing took it for granted and quietly watched her mother-in-law's performance.

She is a mother-in-law who has a great desire to perform, especially in front of people and when there are a lot of people. She has outstanding acting skills and abilities.

Crying and wailing are easy to do, and her proficiency often astonishes her.

"Mom, even if the news about me making noodles spreads, people won't laugh to death. Besides, I never cooked at home in the past, but I have not missed out on farm work such as plowing, sowing, weeding, harvesting, and transportation. Now it's just making noodles. It's much easier than farm work." Fan Jin explained coldly.

Fan's mother's cries were immediately stopped.

Although the younger son is a scholar, the academy has a busy farm holiday during spring plowing and autumn harvest. Their family has a lot of land and they are reluctant to hire people later, so even if the younger son is studying, he still has to work in the fields.

But why would he say it in front of his mother-in-law, where would he put the face of his mother-in-law?

Mother Hu's face darkened.

Didn't you talk about a good marriage? It's her daughter's fault.

She stood up and asked Fan's mother, "My mother-in-law, what do you mean by this?"

"What's the point? Look at the good daughter you raised, how powerful and capable she is. She's bossing my son around, and I can't even say a few words?

You people from the Hu family are so powerful that you even want to dominate my Fan family? That I can't even speak? My own daughter-in-law, I can say whatever I want! Say whatever you want!

Why, I want to see how dare she disrespect me, my mother-in-law? "Mother Fan hummed without any fear.

As a butcher, Hu's father had a murderous aura about him. She was afraid of him unconsciously, but Hu's mother was not afraid!

Especially after raising such a daughter who doesn't obey her mother-in-law, how dare she show off her power in front of her?

She's not used to it.

Mother Hu's chest heaved violently with anger, thinking that her son-in-law was not bad after all, and the person in front of her was his mother-in-law. Especially since their families were separated, the harmony between her daughter and son-in-law should not be affected.

But her daughter was clearly disliked by her mother-in-law, and she couldn't bear the bad breath!

She said calmly: "It was the old man of the Fan family who proposed the marriage in the first place. He must have taken a fancy to her. If my mother-in-law is not satisfied, you can ask him for advice. Maybe he will give you a dream at night."

Fan's mother regards her husband as her top priority at home and has been obedient for decades, especially when the head of the family passed away. As she gets older, she is even more afraid of death.

At that moment, his face turned arrogant and turned pale.

She just felt that her whole body was so stiff that she couldn't move. She moved her head with her neck to look left and right, and said with a grin: "I, where can I be?"

Then he hurriedly expressed: "I am satisfied with the choice made by the master, no need to rely on dreams! I have no objection."

Shui Qing wanted to laugh, but she held it back.

Her mother is a master, she has a lot of skills.

Hu's mother stopped talking and did not go further on this topic. Instead, she turned to her daughter and scolded her: "My mother-in-law is also my mother, and I must be as filial as my mother in the future.

Your mother and I were here helping with the washing of vegetables, but you left your mother-in-law aside. Those who knew it thought you were being filial and let her enjoy the blessings. Those who didn't know it spread and thought you and your mother-in-law were not close.

Tell me about a big project like building a house. How can one person be so busy when he knows that dozens of people are eating? Make room for your mother-in-law!

Since my son-in-law is not suitable for working in the kitchen, I think the job of making noodles is quite suitable for my mother-in-law. "

Fan's mother was very happy when she heard this. She glanced sideways at Shui Qing and smiled.

After hearing this, I realized that something was wrong. I wanted to make her work!

She looked at the dough in her little son's big wooden basin, which occupied half of the big wooden basin. It was difficult for a man to make peace with her, let alone her.

No, she was just telling Sun Jinhua to work at home, so how could she come to work for Hu Shuiqing.

Of the two daughters-in-law, neither one should be allowed to work. She is the mother-in-law and the elder, so the daughter-in-law should serve her and respect her!

"My mother-in-law doesn't know that my waist hurts badly because I was tired when I was young;

The same goes for this hand. Back then, when I had many sons and grandsons, I often had to hold it, but now that I am older, it is no longer strong enough. "

Fan Jin's fair face turned red.

My mother-in-law heard that they were building a house early in the morning, so she led her brother-in-law here without saying a word. She was afraid that she would be slow and delay things along the way.

He didn't even have time to take a breath, so he squatted down to help Shui Qing choose and wash the vegetables. When he saw him making noodles, he repeatedly stopped him, and he couldn't be more kind to him.

On the other hand, my own mother always picked on other people's daughters when she came here. She felt that her son was suffering and tired, but she only verbally felt sorry for him, and she absolutely couldn't take over the work.

He gestured: "Mom, since you don't work, don't be picky."

He didn't expect his mother to work, he just hoped that she wouldn't always bother people.

Fan's mother wanted to refute, but she was afraid that Hu's mother would really let her work, so she changed her words sarcastically: "Isn't there nothing I can do about it?

If my mother is in good health, can I still help you? You are my mother's pet peeve, it's not too late to feel distressed. "

Fan Jin looked at Big Brother Dazhu and the others who were following him, and listened silently without saying anything.

Damn, he understands that he is here to benefit his eldest brother, Dazhu, and the others.

Seeing that her youngest son had been silent, Fan's mother couldn't wait and said directly: "Son, as the old saying goes, a father and his son fight against a tiger and a brother.

Mom heard that you hired most of the men in the village to build your house. How can you, a scholar, take care of so many people?

Your eldest brother is steady, and your nephew is clever. You think it would be faster and better if you let your eldest brother help with the brickwork, and Dazhu, Erzhu and four others are in charge of the carpentry to prevent them from being lazy? "

Fan Jin had always known how well his mother protected his eldest brother and his family, but he was still shocked at this moment.

There are only three carpenters in total. Do we need four people to take care of it?

Besides, the eldest brother has always been lazy and has no talent or virtue. He doesn’t even know how to build walls and houses. How can he be the supervisor of the bricklayers!

Mother Fan continued: "Mom has asked about it. You pay 23 cents a day to the man who builds the house, and 45 cents a day to the man who transports bricks. Your eldest brother is in charge of people for you, and he is also in charge after all. Mom thinks at least [-] coins, no, [-] coins, right?

Dazhu and Erzhu are young, but they are your nephews after all. They will pass down incense to our Fan family in the future. Why should they get 35 Wen? "

Fan Qian, Fan Dazhu and two other five people dusted off their clothes, and the old god stepped forward.

Fan Jin's eyes darkened slightly and his face was cold.