Accidentally Born in the ‘60s:

Seeing her son being beaten up and screaming, Mrs. Li suddenly looked refreshed, put the crutches aside again, curled up a three-inch golden lotus and smoked a cigarette bag, and glanced at Li Mulin: "You said I raised it. What's the use of you? When I was a child, I made my mother worry about it. When I was older, I didn't show my filial piety, and I ran away for a day. Your eldest brother didn't come back for a few years because of the war. Later, after he was sent to Fujian, he left Beicha and straddled the whole country. , I really can't come back. Your brother is excusable, and I don't blame him, what reason do you think you have?"

Li Mulin's tears came down when he was questioned. Over the years, Zhang Chunhua used work, pregnancy, and small children as excuses to drag him out and didn't want to go home, but he didn't use the same excuse to prevaricate his unease. Speaking of which, although Zhang Chunhua is not good, the responsibility still lies with him.

Seeing her 30-year-old son standing beside her with red eyes and weeping, Mrs. Li felt uncomfortable, she took two more puffs before saying, "You are also a father now, so I'll say what I'm saying. So much, you just have to know it yourself."

"There are numbers! There are numbers!" Li Mulin wiped his tears and nodded again and again, glanced at Mrs. Li's crutches, and took a step forward cautiously: "Mother, I also applied for a house last year, you go to ice with me. Let's live in the city for a while!"

"Don't go!" Mrs. Li gave him a white look and snorted: "Last year, when you wrote to me, I didn't ask Dongzi to reply to you. I'm not going anywhere, I'll just stay at home comfortably! Mrs. Li knocked out the ash, and held the cigarette bag in her hand and banged on the edge of the kang: "Besides, your second brother and second sister-in-law are filial. I live with them and live happily every day. Do you think the two of you are filial?" Can they serve you better than your second brother and the others?" Saying that, Mrs. Li knocked on the edge of the kang, making a loud "dong" sound. Zhang Chunhua was frightened and shook his head subconsciously.

Mr. Li was very happy, pointed at Zhang Chunhua with a cigarette bag, turned her head and said to Li Mulin: "Look, your wife admits that you can't do what you can't do. I was so ashamed for you when I heard it."

Li Mulin was either beaten or scolded this afternoon. He was tortured to the point of madness. The daughter-in-law over there either added fuel to the fire or demolished the platform, and kept holding him back. Li Mulin couldn't help but glared at Zhang Chunhua, then turned around and promised his mother, "If my mother doesn't want to go to Bingcheng, then we will come back to see you twice a year."

Mr. Li snorted arrogantly: "If I don't return my love, I'll save food if I don't come back."

Li Mulin couldn't help but wanted to kneel down to the old lady: "Whatever you say is justified, or you can hit me twice."

Mr. Li raised the cigarette bag and pot, Li Mulin nervously shrank his neck and closed his eyes, ready to continue being beaten. Zhang Chunhua was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. Wang Wang: It's a good idea to fight with each other and scolded the street. Why is it a style of beating up when a word disagrees? This is different from what I thought at the beginning.

Ms. Li raised the cigarette bag high and put it down gently, and tapped her son's head lightly: "Come on, it's not ashamed to pretend to be like that. You are not afraid of hurting me, but also afraid of breaking it. I've got my cigarette pouch, it's a family treasure."

Li Mulin glanced at the whitish edge of the kang, and couldn't help muttering: "Why don't you be afraid of breaking it when you knock on the edge of the kang?"

"What did you say?" Mrs. Li slowly touched the cigarette bag in her hand again. Li Mulin hurriedly laughed and said, "I mean, I brought cigarettes for my mother. You can try it later if it's better than a cigarette bag."

"I don't like to smoke that stuff, it's boring!" Mrs. Li snorted and finally moved her eyes to Zhang Chunhua: "The daughter-in-law of the fourth family."

"Yes!" Zhang Chunhua jolted, sitting on the stool with his legs trembling with fright.

Mr. Li put on a kind face and said with a smile: "You didn't come home when you got married. Mu Linguang wrote to you about your family situation. It stands to reason that I should go to Bingcheng to visit your parents. But I am a pair of small feet, and I can't go far, so I didn't go there, talk to your parents later, don't let them take offense."

Zhang Chunhua wiped the fine sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, then forced a smile and said, "That...it's not surprising..."

Old Mrs. Li nodded: "That's good, I'll prepare a few gifts when I leave, and you can take it back to your parents for me, even if I've seen my in-laws."

Zhang Chunhua glanced at Li Mulin at a loss. Li Mulin smiled and said, "Well, mother, we have been married for so many years..."

"We can't let people say that our family is rude." Mrs. Li interrupted her son's words with a hint of sarcasm on her face: "It's just that your mother has prepared the money for your daughter-in-law, and your brothers are one by one. It’s just that you didn’t go home for the wedding event you had in Bingcheng at that time, so the money was useless.” Then he turned around and took out a handkerchief from his pocket. After opening it, there was a roll of money inside: “You got married. Is the money from the Yue family? Go back and return the money to them for me."

Li Mulin hurriedly pushed it back: "It's the money I saved for work, and I asked my colleagues to borrow some, but it was all paid back. Mother, take the money back. My son has worked to earn money, but he hasn't been able to make money for so many years. Waiting for you, I should have given you the money."

"One yard is one yard!" Mrs. Li rolled up the handkerchief and stuffed it into her son's hand, "I have never done anything to deceive people in my life, and this money is to pay you back for marrying a daughter-in-law. To save money, let outsiders say that my son is getting married and my mother is not contributing at all.”

Li Mulin thought about it for a while and put the money up: "Okay, but you can't push the pension money for you when I leave."

"I specified not to push." ​​Mrs. Li said, "Even your eldest brother sends money back every year. I rely on him for food and lodging at your second brother's house. I can't let him suffer, I have to make up for him. It is."

"Mother said yes." Li Mulin nodded: "Actually, I take part of my salary every month and collect it. I have saved a lot over the years, and I will give it to my mother when I go back." /

Zhang Chunhua's eyes widened when he heard this, pointing at Li Mulin and roaring in disbelief, "How dare you keep private money?"

Li Mulin glanced at his wife calmly: "It's not much. I give my father-in-law a lot every month, and I also keep a share for my mother."

Zhang Chunhua blurted out subconsciously: "That's different!"

"Why is it different, daughter-in-law, sit down with your mother and talk to your mother." Mrs. Li suddenly interjected with a smile and beckoned to Zhang Chunhua.

Zhang Chunhua glanced at Mrs. Li's crutches standing at the base of the wall and the cigarette bag pot in her hand, and silently retracted her hands, her legs trembling again: "Mother, why don't I just sit here."

"That's fine." Mrs. Li adjusted a comfortable posture: "Then tell me, what's the difference?"

Zhang Chunhua glanced at Li Mulin, whose face was a little ugly, and said boldly, "After we got married, we lived in my house for several years. My mother has always taken care of my child and confinement. I think I should Give my family more money."

Mrs. Li nodded: "Chunhua's words are also reasonable."

Li Mulin glanced at Zhang Chunhua and said in a low voice, "When I lived at my father-in-law's house, except for food money and money for my mother, all other money was handed over to my mother-in-law. When I came out, I didn’t give so much.”

Zhang Chunhua said confidently: "I used to have to pay for coal to live in my house. What's wrong with turning it in? I'm talking about now!"

"Then how do you give it?" Li Mulin asked.

Zhang Chunhua glanced at Mrs. Li, and quickly turned around and said, "My parents are my only child. If you give them more money, they will feel at ease."

"But..."

"Okay!" Mrs. Li shouted loudly, interrupting the two of them: "You should have explained this at home, why did you come to my house to make a noise?"

Zhang Chunhua blushed and wiped his tears with his sleeve: "Do I still need to say these words? He should have thought of it himself."

Mr. Li sighed, looked at Zhang Chunhua and said, "Actually, I can guess what your family thinks."

Zhang Chunhua felt a chill in her heart, and stood up in fright, her face pale but she didn't know what to say.

Mr. Li sneered: "I've lived so old and I've never seen anything before. Don't look at my little feet. I've beaten two devils to death before." Tai said: "But I'm not an unreasonable person. I don't like the kind of people who play tricks on others and treat others as fools. You said that if your family is simple and clear, you can tell me that you want Mu Lin to give him some money in the future. What about the father-in-law and the mother-in-law?"

Li Mulin was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Mrs. Li and then at Zhang Chunhua, a little dazed.

Mr. Li pointed at Li Mulin and Zhang Chunhua with a cigarette bag and pot and said, "Look at my silly son. I have been with your family for so many years, but I don't understand these twists and turns."

Zhang Chunhua's tears fell to the ground like beads. She lowered her head and bit her lip, not daring to say a word.

Old Mrs. Li took some tobacco leaves and stuffed it into the cigarette bag, lit the fire and took two puffs, and then slowly said: "It's definitely not acceptable to enter the family, but I know that you don't have this after reading the name of the letter and Mingxin. Thoughts. As for asking Mu Lin to support your parents, there is nothing wrong with them. Your father is his master. In the past, his master was just like his father. What's so hard about being like a son?"

Zhang Chunhua covered his face and started crying. Li Mulin looked at Zhang Chunhua and was still confused: "The father-in-law doesn't have a son, so who cares if we don't care? What's there to cry about?"

Zhang Chunhua raised his head and looked at Li Mulin in disbelief, with both surprise and annoyance on his face, Mrs. Li couldn't help laughing when she saw this: "If you say it earlier, you'll have to open it up, look at all these **** things. It's really annoying!"

Liu Xiulan watched the audience with relish, seeing her sister-in-law crying like tears, she couldn't help laughing: "It's not that my brother-in-law thinks too much, the thinking of the younger generation is all They are also afraid that no one will care about them in the future.”

Old Mrs. Li snorted coldly: "Do you see me like that? Don't talk about how many of your wives are, I didn't treat her so harshly. I won't let her take things home to look at during the Chinese New Year."

Liu Xiulan couldn't help laughing: "It's not like a sensible old lady like Mother!"

"Alright, alright, stop flattering me!" Mrs. Li waved her hand and smiled: "I heard that the East House is very lively, you go over and ask your second sister-in-law to carry Zhen Zhen over to show her uncle, This is the first daughter in our family."

Zhang Chunhua went out to find a basin to wash her face and came in. Mrs. Li simply and rudely untied her many years of heart knot, which made her look much more cheerful than when she was in Bingcheng, and the smile on her face was sincere a lot.

Liu Xiulan got up to call someone, Zhang Chunhua was still a little embarrassed to sit there, so she could only find herself to go down the stairs: "Mother used to like girls, but now there are not many girls like you."

Old Mrs. Li was instructing her son to take a palm fan to fan the smoke away, she glanced at Zhang Chunhua: "Don't eat this sour vinegar in front of me, I will tell you clearly that my granddaughter is more precious than my grandson. Zhen Zhen is the only golden flower of the five generations of my family.”

Zhang Chunhua blushed with embarrassment and said with a smirk, "I didn't say anything at all?"

Old Mrs. Li pouted: "I like to talk about ugly things in my head, and some people in the province who are celebrating the new year feel uncomfortable for me."

Zhang Chunhua closed his mouth and didn't dare to say any more. He stared at the door to see what kind of golden baby was so liked by his mother-in-law.

Without much effort, Wang Sufen came with Zhen Zhen in her arms, followed by four stalkers, holding small toys such as rattles and making Zhen Zhen laugh.

Once Mrs. Li saw Zhen Zhen come in, she couldn't help laughing, she sat on the kang and hurriedly stretched out her hand: "Hurry up and let me see if our Zhen Zhen has gained weight again?"

Mingbei couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Damn, you read it eight times a day, what can my sister eat to gain weight so fast?"

Mr. Li picked up her cane and hit Ming Bei on the buttocks, she turned her head and hugged Zhen Zhen in her arms with a smile: "Oh, look at our Zhen Zhen smiling at grandma, this small appearance But he's getting more and more handsome." Zhang Chunhua called his second sister-in-law, and without even bothering to greet her, she hurried over to look at Zhen Zhen.

It stands to reason that the shape of the child's head during the confinement period is not good-looking, the face is not open, and most of them are a bit ugly, but Zhen Zhen has a face of melon seeds, the eyes like black grapes are particularly attractive, and the long eyelashes look like Like a small fan, with tender white skin and delicate red mouth, she was born with a beauty. Although his heart is a little sour, Zhang Chunhua has to admit that this little girl is strangely beautiful.

Mingxin squeezed in front of Zhang Chunhua, raised his face and sincerely pleaded: "Mom, tomorrow you will give birth to a younger sister as well, she will be as good-looking as younger sister Zhen Zhen!"

Zhang Chunhua subconsciously replied: "What's so good about the girl..."

Halfway through the conversation, Mrs. Li couldn't help but want to touch the cigarette pouch. Zhang Chunhua turned her words abruptly in a hurry: "This girl is so good-looking, I'm afraid I won't be able to give birth."

Mrs. Li put the cigarette bag back in its original position, and continued to look at her granddaughter happily, without letting Zhang Chunhua take a blank look: "With your virtue, you really can't give birth."

Zhang Chunhua covered her chest, her mother-in-law was too upright and heartbroken!