Hot wife from 70s made a lot of money after divorce

"Ouch, drink some hot water first." The sisters-in-law nearby were also startled and quickly poured her a glass of warm water.

A dim light flashed in Yang Qingheng's eyes: "Huo Zhiqing, why are you vomiting so much today? If you don't know this symptom, you might think you are pregnant."

Huo Xiuxiu was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her hair suddenly exploded, she pointed at Yang Qingheng and cursed: "Yang Qingheng, you rotten-tongued woman, who do you think is pregnant! I think you are pregnant."

"That's right, Yang Qingheng, Xiu Xiu doesn't even have a boyfriend. By saying this, don't you mean to ruin her reputation?" Li Jiaoyan immediately jumped out to help Huo Xiu Xiu.

The sisters-in-law were also unhappy: "Yang Qingheng, your words are too vicious. If word spreads, it will make Huo Zhiqing behave like a human being."

"I thought you were a nice person a few days ago, but today I didn't expect you to be like this again. I think you were just pretending the past few days."

"What kind of good daughter can be raised by people like her parents..."

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Yang Qingheng's eyes were red, as if she would cry in the next second: "I see that Huo Zhiqing usually likes to make jokes about me. I thought you would like it, but I didn't expect you to mind so much. I apologize, Huo Zhiqing, your character If you are so good, you will definitely forgive me, right?"

She raised her eyes and looked at Huo Xiuxiu carefully, with such a sincere and innocent look that it was hard to criticize her.

"You..." Huo Xiuxiu was inexplicably put on a high hat in front of everyone. She was so angry that she almost cried out of anger.

Yao Ying was stunned as he watched from the side, admiration welling up in his heart.

She was also a well-known shrew in the village, but she didn't expect that her daughter-in-law was even better. In just a few seconds, that little green tea had a soft nail.

It seemed that Yang Qingheng had been merciful to her in the past.

Yao Ying actually felt a bit of preference for some reason.

"What are you all doing sitting here? The kitchen is not finished yet. Find a few people to help in the back." The village chief's wife came out of the kitchen.

Huo Xiuxiu gritted her teeth: "We all went to the kitchen to help out just now. Yang Qingheng, you just sat here and were lazy when you came here. If you don't take the initiative, don't you want to be free?"

"Of course not. Huo Zhiqing, are you so angry because you were unhappy when I said you were pregnant?" Yang Qingheng felt aggrieved and honestly stood up and walked to the kitchen.

This bitch!

Huo Xiuxiu trembled subconsciously when she heard the word "pregnant" and wanted to jump up and tear Yang Qingheng's mouth to pieces.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, everyone couldn't help but look at Huo Xiuxiu's belly again, murmuring in their hearts.

It seems...it's not impossible.

There were many people in the kitchen and there was heat everywhere. Yang Qingheng couldn't find anything he could do for a while.

"You can't even help her. Song Hengjue really married a good wife," the village chief's wife mocked, with disgust in her eyes, "There are several packets of seasonings on the wooden shelf at the back. Go get them to season the soup."

"Don't let her spoil the soup. I finally bought the big pork bones." These words aroused dissatisfaction from others.

"This is the soup that a whole village drinks. How can a little girl like her make it?"

Yang Qingheng rolled up his sleeves and glanced at him lightly: "Don't worry, I can still make soup. It won't be bad."

After saying that, he washed the pig bones neatly with his hands and feet, put in the ginger slices, blanched them in water, took them out and put them in the boiling water. His movements were skillful, not at all what the village chief's wife said just now.

A strong and fresh fragrance began to fill the kitchen. People outside the yard faintly smelled this smell, and they were so stimulated that they swallowed hard and wanted to see through the wall to see what was so fragrant.

Not to mention the people in the kitchen, they all wanted to fix their eyes on the big pot in front of Yang Qingheng.

fragrant!It is so fragrant!

They have never smelled such a fragrant smell. If it weren't for the adults in the kitchen, everyone would be so greedy that they would shed tears.

This Song Hengjue didn't invite an ancestor, he clearly invited an imperial cook home!

He is so unwilling to go home every day, he is simply heartless.

The village chief's wife was beaten so hard that her face hurt, but she couldn't care less about the embarrassment at this time.

Because she is also greedy.

Seeing that the last dish was finally cooked, she couldn't wait to shout: "It's time to eat!"

Even the voice was broken, and there was no trace of the majesty of the village chief's wife.

A pot of soup was snatched up by everyone in less than five minutes, and a few people who didn't get a portion were so angry that they cursed behind their backs.

"I asked you to come to my house for dinner last time. Why didn't you come? It turns out that my wife's cooking is so delicious. Please invite me to your house for a meal anytime." Yao Ying, who has a good relationship with Yao Ying in the village, is still not satisfied. He wants to catch up. He said, "Don't worry, I will carry the ingredients when the time comes. I will definitely not be a freeloader."

Others who had a bad relationship with Yao Ying also approached her with a shy face.

For the first time in her life, Yao Ying felt the beauty of the stars holding the moon, and smiled from ear to ear: "It's easy to say, easy to say, but this matter still depends on our family. She is busy with studies, and I, the mother-in-law, can't Forcing her to cook is not."

Seeing her mother-in-law so happy, Yang Qingheng couldn't help but curl her lips.

Suddenly a scream came from my ears: "Huo Xiuxiu, take off your pants!"

Huo Xiuxiu clutched her stomach, her face was as white as paper, she was shivering in pain, her eyes were fixed on the blood on the ground, in disbelief.

Yang Qingheng's expression suddenly changed: "Hurry up and find the village doctor!"

The scene was in chaos. The village doctor finally rushed over panting with a medical kit and took Huo Xiuxiu's pulse. He was shocked and said, "She has had a miscarriage. Hurry up and take her to the hospital."

The village chief nodded: "Go get the tractor from the brigade and take her to the hospital first."

Huo Xiuxiu quickly left everyone's sight.

Li Jiaoyan stood up and said, "I was fine just now. Why did I suddenly have a miscarriage? It couldn't be because I ate something I shouldn't have eaten."

"Yes, I saw her like this after dinner. She was just joking with us with a rosy face." The other sisters-in-law were also weird.

"Uncle Fifth, please help me find out which dishes here are not allowed for pregnant women." The village chief looked serious and took the old man to another unfinished table.

The old man inspected them carefully and shook his head: "It's not these dishes. Although they are cold, they shouldn't have such a big reaction."

"Fifth Grandpa, see if it's this." Li Jiaoyan took out a bowl from the back. There was still half a bowl of soup left in it, which was what Huo Xiuxiu had just drank.

The old man looked at it carefully, smelled it again, and his expression changed: "This soup is drugged!"

Everyone was shocked.

Yang Qingheng suddenly became the target of public criticism.

"Yang Qingheng, I know you and Huo Xiuxiu are not on good terms, but I didn't expect you to use such a sinister method to harm others!" Li Jiaoyan's lips trembled, seemingly caring about Huo Xiuxiu, but her eyes were full of schadenfreude and malice.

"That's too bad, we must send her to the police station!" the village chief's wife was furious.

Several strong men rushed up to catch Yang Qingheng.