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tofu hyacinth finally could not hold it in anymore. When Mian Niang brought the tableware over, he explained her requirements.

She wanted a little explanation.

Mian Niang looked at the dishes on the table, then looked at her mother-in-law and spread out her hands: "Granny, look, the food is still here, your legs can't go out, what can we do, it can't be like this, don't eat this meal."

"Then get out of here, and pack up in a bit."

His own biological daughter had already made tofu hyacinth very unhappy, but he did not expect his daughter-in-law to be even more outrageous, so of course tofu hyacinth would not be angered by this, and speak straightforwardly.

His tone was forceful and irrefutable.

However, Mian Niang did not directly clash with him either. Instead, her gaze fell upon the Elementary Scholar who had just stepped through the doorway.

The Elementary Scholar had been fiddling around in the kitchen for a long time and was tired and hungry. Just as he was about to finish his meal and go back to rest, he saw two people in conflict. It was naturally not a good idea for him to express his opinion on this matter, and he did not want to get involved either. He subconsciously wanted to leave, but he could not help but meet Mian Niang's smiling gaze.

He took a step back, almost tripping over the doorstep. Luckily, he managed to hold on to the doorframe in time.

Looking at his mother, he helplessly said, "Mother, let's eat first. I'm hungry."

His son was actually not standing by his side, tofu hyacinth finally realised that something was amiss. His son, who had clearly mentioned Mian Niang earlier, was actually speaking up for him.

She didn't hide anything in front of her son and immediately asked, "Han Lin, what's wrong with you? Why is she holding onto it instead? "

He did not expect that his words would actually strike at the Elementary Scholar's lungs. Without even bothering to cover up Mian Niang's words, the Elementary Scholar said with a cold face, "What did you say? Why do you think that? You don't even know what time it is. You are lying on the bed and I am tired and hungry. I will pack it up and bring it up. Let's not talk about your food when it's cold. "Besides, I'm in a hurry to go back and read. Can't you just bear with it?"

tofu hyacinth's face was white after being robbed by her son, she was immediately embarrassed and angry, and was so angry that she could not speak. Mian Niang did not care about her, but walked forward, supported her up and sat her down, then picked up her noodles and placed them into her bowl, then began to eat.

After scolding his mother, the Elementary Scholar did not feel that he had done anything wrong. On the contrary, he felt that his mother's bothersome skills had improved. He could not help but think of the words of the Holy Man, 'Only women are hard to deal with.' He could not wait to finish his meal so he could hide far away from these two girls.

Ever since her husband passed away, she was the only one in this family who had decided what to do with her children. Even if there was someone in the village with a small affair, they would look for her to help Zhang Lou, a person who had always been able to cover the sky with one hand. But now, she had suffered a loss at her daughter's place, and the little daughter-in-law that just passed away couldn't do anything about it.

"You little b * stard, do you really think that I can't deal with you just because I'm lying on my bed?" As tofu hyacinth spoke, he picked up the bowl of noodles and smashed it towards Mian Niang.

Having gained the upper hand, the tofu hyacinth laughed complacently: "Hahaha, you deserve it. You little b * stard, I just want to let you experience the power of your mother."

"If you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it at all."

Mian Niang stood up and directly took away the bowl and chopsticks in her hand, and then the Eight Immortals Table was moved away so that she would not be able to eat it.

"Why aren't you letting me eat? What the hell are you?"

"Didn't you say you don't want to eat it, yet you threw it out?"

"Who said I don't want to eat anymore? "You, hurry up and move the table over, I want to eat."

Mian Niang did not bother to pay attention to her, she only focused on eating her own food.

tofu hyacinth hurriedly asked the Elementary Scholar, "Han Lin, is your wife so despicable that you need to care about her?"

The Elementary Scholar frowned and impatiently stood up. He took Mian Niang's chopsticks and placed them on the table. Mian Niang snorted and looked at him coldly.

This gaze seemed to be familiar to him, giving him a very deep memory. Last time, it was this look, and then he got a beating from her, as this woman had specially chosen that soft and tender spot, causing his heart to tremble. In the end, he did not have the courage to retaliate, and instead, he picked up a bowl of food and took his two nests as he left, only saying, "I'm going back to study."

tofu hyacinth looked at her son's leaving figure in disbelief. She could not believe that her son had actually left like that, and she asked Mian Niang: "You gave my son some kind of bewitching soup?"

Her son and daughter were naturally good and would never make a mistake. Even if they were in the wrong, it would be by someone else.

"What kind of bewitching soup do you think I could give him?"

"You slut, slut, shameless little cousin. You hooked up with my son and made him ignore even his own mother."

Mian Niang leisurely ate until she finished eating before she put down the tableware.

He did not argue with her and began to clear the table.

"What are you doing? I haven't eaten yet!"

tofu hyacinth stretched his neck and shouted.

Mian Niang packed away the food, and after returning, he still remained silent. She directly picked up the dirty nest on the ground, placed it into a bowl, and moved the table over to tofu hyacinth: "Eat."

Throwing down his nest, he left, not caring about how the tofu hyacinth scolded him.

She only cared about washing herself. When she returned to the house, she was ready to lie down.

The Elementary Scholar sat in front of his desk and lit an oil lamp. He stared at the book in front of him, unable to read a single word. He listened to his mother's scolding with trepidation, not knowing what to do.

He waited for a long time, thinking about it, he stood up and quietly called out to Mian Niang twice. After confirming that he was asleep, he quietly went to the kitchen to get some food and brought it over to his mother's room.

There was no light in the house, so he could only look around in the dim moonlight. tofu hyacinth thought that Mian Niang was the one who entered and was about to show her might. The other side spoke up in front of her.

"Mother, don't scold me anymore. Don't think about what I told you before. I told you to bear with it a little. You just couldn't bear it any longer. Now you're done. You can't even eat anymore, can you?"

The Elementary Scholar placed his food on the table and lit an oil lamp. He looked at his mother with a growing sense of frustration.

tofu hyacinth shook his hand: "I won't eat it, I want that little lady's skin to serve me."

"It's better if you don't mind. Originally, they already set up chopsticks and bowls for you, but now you are going to bully them and make them fall out. If it was you, what would you do?"

"I — —" The tofu hyacinth had no way to refute his words, in the end he could only force himself to say one sentence: "I'm an elder, so she should serve me."

"You... Second uncle and second aunt's side, you have gone against them, Wu Niang also ran back to his parents' house, if you push her away again, no one will be able to take care of the work at home. Just look at it, she only came back for a short while, and in the courtyard outside and in the kitchen at the east side, she is completely clean and nimble, it is much better than Wu Niang's few days at home. "

"I can't just swallow my anger down like this. Go out and ask around. When did you, your mother, experience such a vexation?"

"There's still a long way to go. Why can't you wait until you've recovered from your injuries?" That's all I can say. If you really want to drive me away, you can do whatever you want. "

The Elementary Scholar's tone was extremely impatient, but no matter how unwilling tofu hyacinth was, he could only put it down. He picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and began to eat.

She was really hungry. In a short while, she had eaten up all the food. There was not a single dish left. The Elementary Scholar waited for her to finish and was about to leave with a bowl and chopsticks when she pulled at the corner of her shirt.

"Jiro, I haven't finished yet."

The Elementary Scholar glanced at her before walking out.

Mian Niang listened from inside the house, and the footsteps got closer and closer, she knew that tofu hyacinth must be free from all kinds of troubles, and inside the house, there were no more curses, it had completely stopped.

Hearing the door opening, Mian Niang closed her eyes. This time, it was truly peaceful sleep.

Mian Niang did not know how the Elementary Scholar had persuaded the tofu hyacinth, but she had truly become more honest.

Mian Niang knew then that what she did yesterday had worked.

Looking at the mother and son quietly eating their porridge, Mian Niang couldn't help but want to laugh.

But in this world, there was this kind of person who liked to be lowly, being dishonest without tidying things up. Once tidied up, he would turn into a quail.

She was just an honest person and treated him honestly.

After cleaning up the tableware, he picked up the eggs and brought a bowl of water to tofu hyacinth's room. As usual, he did not say much more, went into the courtyard to put on the donkey cart and took the sickle.

tofu hyacinth frowned as he looked at the bowl of water on the table.

could only go to the fields to cut the grass. There was a type of grass called water barnyard grass, which could not be better used to feed the animals. Mian Niang picked a place, stopped her donkey cart, and began to cut the grass.

He cut the grass and tied it up, leaving it by the side. Only after an entire morning did Mian Niang fill up his car and drive it back.

On the way, they met the Second Uncle Mei and the idiot who was carrying the hoe and was also walking back.

Mian Niang hurriedly pulled on the reins to greet the father and son duo.

Second Uncle Mei's expression was indifferent, as he responded with a sound. The idiot had his head lowered, not saying a word.

Mian Niang thought back to the words the Aunt Wang had said yesterday, and knew what the father and son duo was afraid of. Without wasting any more time, he rushed back in the car, leaving the father and son behind, not knowing that after she left, the silly looking man had already raised her head to look at her.

It was already noon. When he got home, he had to cook. What should he eat in the afternoon? Mian Niang pondered as he drove the donkey cart into the courtyard.

In the center of the courtyard, there was a table with eight dishes and a soup on it. A figure wearing a black brocade robe and black boots was talking to the Elementary Scholar with his back to her. He turned his head when he heard the voice from the entrance of the courtyard.