She gave birth to three daughters in a row, and was kicked out by her mother-in-law who favored boys

Before Zhang Cuilan understood the matter, she heard her mother-in-law scolding her again. She immediately stuffed the last two soybeans in her palm into her mouth, patted her hands and said, "Mother, you are angry with those two, but you can't take it out on me. Besides, the beans I eat are all picked out by Erlang from the mouse holes in the fields. They are originally at Erlang's disposal. As a mother, is it not okay for me to eat some of my own son's food?"

"How dare you talk back!" Wen Chen raised her arm to hit her, but Zhang Cuilan dodged her.

Wang Xiaoyun took the opportunity to support Wen Chenshi, and at the same time asked, "Mom, what happened?"

Mrs. Wen Chen had a sullen face, the outline of her nose flickering with her breathing, and then she told them the purpose of their visit.

Before Wang Xiaoyun could say anything, Zhang Cuilan came over again, crossed her arms and said, "Mom, why can't you let it go? If they want to shovel it away, let them shovel it away."

"You're an ignorant idiot. How can you dig up the crops in the field when they're not ripe yet?" Mrs. Wen Chen scolded Zhang Cuilan verbally again.

Ever since Gu Qingqing left, Zhang Cuilan has been scolded by Wen Chenshi for being tough. Now, she ignores Wen Chenshi's words.

"Mom, can't you let me finish what I'm saying? These cabbages are planted here, not only do they take up space, but they also consume manure from the land. If they shovel them away, we can still have a basket of manure left for next year. Besides, what we shoveled away is not ours, but you are reluctant to let us go this time. We don't have to take care of it if we shovel it away, so why are you so happy to let them be raised for free?"

Mrs. Wen Chen was shocked after hearing what Zhang Cuilan said before. That made sense. The third son had been separated, so why should she let his vegetables suck the feces behind her house?

But after hearing Zhang Cuilan's last sentence, Wen Chen suddenly felt a nameless anger in her heart. She raised her hand and slapped Zhang Cuilan in the face, "You are an unfilial thing. You can't spit out anything. No one thinks you are dumb because you can't speak. Get out of here and go back to the front yard."

Zhang Cuilan was stunned by Wen Chen's slap. After a long while, she howled, "Mom, I am going to be a mother-in-law, and you hit me in the face. Do you want me to live? I won't live anymore. You are going to beat me to death!"

Zhang Cuilan howled and ran forward.

Zhang Cuilan ran away, leaving Wang Xiaoyun with no choice but to help Wen Chen to vent her anger.

Over there, Wen Wuyan and Wen Dacheng looked at each other across the fence. They called out "Dad" with mixed feelings, and then said, "Thank you for taking care of me all the time, Dad. Qingqing and I thought about it and decided to take the cabbage over now. This will also allow Dad to take a breather and not have to take care of so many vegetables."

Wen Dacheng felt something was different when listening to Wen Wuyan's words. Before he could think about it carefully, he heard the sound of Wen Chen beating Zhang Cuilan from behind.

Gu Qingqing heard clearly what Zhang Cuilan had just said to Wen Chenshi. If it happened on normal days, she would not think too much about it, but after she knew part of Wen Wuyan's life experience, it was particularly easy for her to focus on the key points when she listened to Zhang Cuilan's words.

She is like this, and I think Wen Chen is the same.

Considering that Mrs. Wen Chen disliked their family, the words "raised in vain" really pierced Mrs. Wen Chen's heart!

"Open the door, open the backyard door for them, and let them shovel away all the vegetables. Not a single one can be left here. It makes my eyes hurt just looking at it." Although Mrs. Wen Chen was angry, she still heard what Zhang Cuilan said before.

Seeing that his son insisted and the old woman was so strong, Wen Dacheng just sighed and opened the fence door from the inside.

Gu Qingqing stepped forward with a smile, "Thank you, Dad. Then shall we cut along this side?"

Gu Qingqing pointed at the cabbage in front of her and asked.

"That's not up to you. I only said that I would give you half of the cabbage, but I didn't say how much. Since the cabbages are still growing behind Old Wen's house, I have the final say on which one I give you." Mrs. Wen Chen walked over angrily.

Gu Qingqing just wanted to get the cabbage back today, so she didn't argue with Wen Chenshi. Seeing that the cabbages were all about the same size, Gu Qingqing said obediently, "Okay, you have some."

But the smile in her eyes became more and more intense.

Mrs. Wen Chen held her head high and naturally gave the dozens of dots, which were smaller in comparison, to Gu Qingqing first.

Gu Qingqing perfectly acted out where Wen Chenshi instructed her to cut. Dahua put the cabbages into the basket, Wen Dacheng carried them out, and Wen Wuyan was responsible for stacking them neatly on the car.

After chopping down all the one hundred or so small-looking cabbages, Gu Qingqing crossed her arms and looked at Wen Chenshi, who had a grim expression on her face. A cabbage made her look as if her palms and backs were made of flesh.

Then such a sensible son is nothing, well, come and cut the meat.

When there were more than 200 vegetables, Mrs. Wen Chen could no longer make a decision, so she sat down on the ground and started cursing, "It's all God's fault. Why is my life so miserable? I carefully take care of every vegetable, and now they say they want to chop half of them away? How come they ate so much food but didn't choke to death?"

When Gu Qingqing saw that she started to curse, she lost interest and simply ignored her, bent down and waved at the cabbage beside her.

Wen Chen saw this and was about to stop them, but Gu Qingqing stopped and asked, "Do you want to invite the village chief for these things? Others have different fingers and are reluctant to choose, but you are the one who chooses cabbage."

"You..." Mrs. Wen Chen looked at the juicy cabbage and was so angry that she couldn't speak.

Wen Dacheng suddenly said, "I think I heard Xibao crying. Xiaoyun, please help your mother go back to see Xibao."

Wang Xiaoyun stepped forward and said to Wen Chen, "Mom, let's go. We can't see anything. Xi Bao is more important."

After they walked away, Gu Qingqing chopped cabbage with peace of mind.

Wen Dacheng came to the car carrying a basket of cabbage. He seemed to have a lot to say to Wen Wuyan. Finally, he sighed and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Very good, thank you Dad!" Wen Wuyan said.

Wen Dacheng was stunned by his thank you, then waved his hand and said, "Although we have separated, you are still my son. How can a son say thank you to his father?"

Wen Dacheng took the bamboo basket and left.

Wen Wuyan had something to ask, but he never did.

Five hundred cabbages are not too few, but they are also a bit small.

Without Wen Chen's interference, Gu Qingqing collected all the cabbages that belonged to her in just half an hour.

Not a single cabbage stalk was left.

Gu Qingqing also thanked Wen Dacheng with a sincere look on her face.

Wen Dacheng wanted to help them pull the cart to send the cabbages back, but was rejected by Wen Wuyan and Gu Qingqing.

Wen Dacheng watched the family of three walk away talking and laughing, and he sighed again for some reason.

When we got home, the cabbages covered half the yard. The four chickens at home were the most unhappy because they could only look at the green cabbages but couldn't eat them.

The happiest one was Dahei, who was pressing a piece of cabbage under his stomach and chewing it happily.

Near noon, Gu Qingqing was kneading steamed buns while telling Wen Wuyan that they had to buy two jars in the afternoon to pickle cabbage.

......

At this time, on the road leading to Niutou Mountain, there were four people wearing coarse sweatshirts asking questions along the way and heading towards Niutou Mountain Village.