Farming: I dressed up as a widow and beat my parents-in-law violently

Isn’t this the craftsmanship respected by modern sanitary napkin countries?

He can be the god of sushi and ramen at every turn.

It's almost ridiculous.

She must say that the craftsmen in front of her are worthy of being called the true craftsmen spirit.

He is the god of jade! !

"Okay, put those two pieces of jade here with you. After you cut them, you can come to the shop and call me. I am the shopkeeper of Yan's pastry shop. When the time comes, I will decide the details with you and sign the paper contract. We will make jade pendants for now. , wrap a word "Yan" in a moiré pattern and put it in the middle, make as many pieces as you can, and we'll talk about the remaining leftovers later."

Yan Xia left two pieces of jade raw material in the jade workshop, gave a few brief instructions and left.

She had already had lunch and had nothing to do in the afternoon. Her daughter-in-law and her granddaughter were taking a nap. She couldn't sleep, so she wanted to come to the jade workshop to customize jade pendants. Now that she was done with her work, she was going to help in the shop.

Since the weather has gotten hotter, her shop has not closed at noon.

It's so hot that it's actually difficult for people who are afraid of heat to fall asleep.

So there are still quite a lot of guests.

After dinner, many customers will bring their friends to the second floor of her pastry shop to have some iced sugar water and sit for a while.

"You are the one who is being beaten. You are the only one who dares to dream about my sister. You are a poor guy who smells bad, wears rags and picks shit all day long without brushing your teeth. You are not worthy of even a hair of my sister's." , If you dare to come to my shop again, I will immediately report you to the official, take you to the prison and slap you on the wall. No one in your family is good. The old one has a mean look on his face, and the younger one looks like a moron, so Adults are as fat as wild boars and they know how to eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat shit? Get out of here! If you dare to say anything to my sister, I will beat you to death."

Before she even reached the door of the shop, Yan Xia heard her youngest daughter Chang Yi scolding her.

Her heart tightened and she ran back.

As soon as I stepped into the shop, I saw a lot of people gathered on the first floor.

Chang Yi was surrounded by the crowd, pointing at a man and cursing.

The man was wearing coarse cloth, his hair was tied up with a thin ribbon, his face was long and square, like a mahjong player, and his eyes looked like Zhu Qiumei's. His face turned red when he was scolded, and he raised his right hand to hit him.

How could Yan Xia let him hit Chang Yi? She quickly squeezed through the crowd, rushed over, grabbed the man's hand, and kicked him hard.

The man hit the railing of the stairs.

There was a dull pain in his chest, and he lay on the ground for a long time, unable to get up.

"Oh, you're beating someone. Who can help me report it to the official? This Yan Xiamu has no royal skills. He dares to beat my grandson in front of everyone in broad daylight. What if this is a good fight? My grandson is pitiful. Her father is dead, and so are her grandparents. My daughter cannot afford to support the two brothers, so she takes them back to her parents' home, but our life is even worse.

My only son died, and my daughter-in-law also followed him. We, the old couple, couldn't even support a single child. Now we have a pair of grandchildren to support. We only have two strong laborers in the family, and you injured one of them. How do you want us to live? If we can't live anymore, I might as well hang ourselves in front of this shop and let everyone see how vicious this businessman is. He must have done a lot of immoral things in his daily life. "

When Tian saw this, he immediately collapsed on the ground, clapped his hands on his thighs, and cried and sang.

Yan Xia frowned.

She knew Mrs. Tian, ​​Zhu Qiumei's biological mother.

When the original owner was playing with Zhu Qiumei when he was a child, he went to Zhu's house. The Zhu family happened to be having lunch at that time. The original owner wanted to leave, but Zhu Qiumei stopped him and said they would go to the mountains to pick mushrooms in the afternoon. The original owner could only sit in the yard and wait for her.

After all, the original owner only had two meals at home, one in the morning and one in the evening.

Although she was a little hungry, she was also sensible. It would be impolite to go to someone else's house for dinner, so she didn't even enter the main room.

However, Mrs. Tian came to the yard with the bowl and sat next to Yan Xia to eat. She smacked her lips while eating, and pretended to be kind and asked the original owner if he had eaten. The original owner shook his head, and Mrs. Tian took the rice bowl that he had just finished eating. He scooped a bowl of raw water from the jar and gave it to the original owner so that she could satisfy her hunger.

Not even a wild vegetable was brought to the original owner, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

You must know that the original owner often gave mushrooms and wild vegetables to Zhu Qiumei when she was a child. Because Zhu Qiumei never worked seriously, the original owner was afraid that she would be scolded, so he dug and picked them twice as much.

The stir-fried wild vegetables that the Zhu family had for lunch that day were dug by the original owner.

This incident is very deep in the memory of the original owner.

Because the original owner remembered the bowl of raw water mixed with wild vegetable foam very clearly.

Of course she couldn't drink it.

After that day, the original owner didn't like playing with Zhu Qiumei that much. She would rather go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables by herself.

Tian loves to show off.

Well done.

Even surpassing the original owner's mother, Yan Xia's eyes were slightly cold.

She stood in front of Mrs. Tian and watched her cry.

"Oh, what a pitiful old woman. If you ask me, shopkeeper Yan, you shouldn't have beaten him. Didn't he hit your daughter before? Moreover, it was your daughter who scolded this man first. If she hadn't scolded him, she would have Without these things, Shopkeeper Yan, you are too harsh, why not pay ten taels of silver to this old woman, tsk tsk, how pitiful."

An unfamiliar female guest in her thirties walked up to Yan Xia and advised her.

"Do you feel sorry for her?"

Yan Xia looked at her expressionlessly.

"Yes, how pitiful she is. Her son-in-law is dead, her son and daughter-in-law are also dead, and she still has to raise grandchildren at such an old age. How pitiful she is." The female customer doesn't understand Yan Xia. She comes to Yan's pastry shop to buy things, and this is not included in the price. This is only the second time.

Naturally, Yan Xia couldn't understand Yan Xia's angry expression.

"If you think she is pitiful, then you give her ten taels of silver. If you are a good person, you will marry her two grandsons, help her build a bigger house, and preferably give her more than ten acres of land. By the way. , what should I do if I don’t have strong labor force? You call your family and help her family plant good food every year and harvest it in the autumn. Oops, she is old, and she has to buy a few maids to serve her. Okay, I will tell you the words. Yes, you go do it.”

Yan Xia said with a half-smile.

"What do you mean? Why should I give her money and help her build a house and find a wife? I'm sick. My family has no money and no land and I'm spending it on her?"

The female guest became furious instantly.

Bare teeth and claws.

"Yes, you all know that you are not sick. Why do you think I am sick? Give her my hard-earned money? Why don't you give it to her? It's really funny. You are a good person and you take me as a scapegoat. What? What, where is your kindness? Is it possible that only your mouth is kind? Just say she is pitiful, you pay her, and talk for a long time, just to force me to give money and then enhance your reputation, right? I will give you the same words. Here it is, why don’t you agree? Don’t you understand the principle of not doing to others what you don’t want others to do to you?”

Yan Xia took a step closer, got in front of the female guest's face and slapped her back fiercely.

Before she could reply, Yan Xia spoke again.