bookcurios Chapter 133 This internal conflict is quite big
Chapter 133 This internal conflict is quite big
Cheng Yue was mainly there to do the handover today, so Chen An did not go with her. At this moment, he was sitting in the yard with his two daughters picking corn seeds. When he looked up, he saw Cheng Yue coming in humming a little tune.
It looks like he's quite happy!
"Ayue, what happened? Why are you so happy?"
The title deed was expected. Chen An didn't think Cheng Yue would be so happy. There must be something else.
Adhering to the principle of sharing happiness, Cheng Yue told Zhao about what happened just now. Just after being quiet for a few days, he came out to make trouble again.
Chen An couldn't help frowning after hearing this. Is his mother changing her tactics?
"Ayue, we better be more careful. Watch out for them getting desperate and doing something crazy."
How could he not know what his mother was like? He had never bowed his head in his life, and on the day he collected his father's body, he kept cursing.
If I wasn't forced to do so, I would never lower my stance.
Now that Chen Gen, whom she had been counting on, is gone, who knows how much resentment he has in his heart. Who knows what he might suddenly do one day.
Cheng Yue thought about it and it made sense, but then again, there is only a thief who can steal for a thousand days, but you can never be on guard against thieves for a thousand days.
People like Zhao who never reflect on themselves and who resent others all day long will only do things that harm others and themselves, and it is not surprising that they do anything.
I think so, and I still have to pay attention to it. After all, it is easier to block an open attack than to guard against an arrow from the dark. Zhao suddenly changed his face, and he is not as reassuring as before when he was full of shit.
Chen An warned Chen Tong and Chen Ning, "You two sisters must be most careful. If they get close, stay away from them immediately."
He and A Yue are both adults, so it's better for them. He is just afraid that Zhao and the others might have evil intentions and target the child.
Chen Tong and Chen Ning nodded obediently, "Don't worry, Dad and Mom, we know that we will go around her doorstep."
They won't get close to them after they've finally separated from their families. Even if someone from that side takes the initiative to talk to them, they won't respond.
The family continued to pick corn seeds while talking. After harvesting the wheat, they would plant corn, so the seeds had to be picked out quickly.
The next morning, Cheng Yue took Chen Tong and Chen Ning to the wheat field.
The villagers have been harvesting wheat these days, and some fields are already half empty.
Grain like wheat needs to be harvested quickly.
If you harvest too late, the wheat grains will fall to the ground when they are ripe and you will not be able to collect them. If it rains, the wheat grains will easily sprout.
As soon as Cheng Yue and the others arrived, Qian Yulan waved and shouted, "Sister Cheng Yue, don't worry, the wheat can wait for two days. We will come to help you as soon as we finish harvesting!"
"It's okay, Sister Yulan, we'll collect it ourselves first, and come back when you're done."
Their ten acres of land is not a lot, and there are at least seven or eight people helping out. With so many people, they can finish harvesting in half a day at most, so she is not in a hurry.
However, many other families have more land than them and it takes them several days to harvest all the land.
The people who came to help naturally took this into consideration, and they started harvesting wheat in the past two days, working from morning to night.
"Okay! We'll finish collecting it tomorrow at the latest!"
Qian Yulan agreed and continued to bend over to cut wheat.
Cheng Yue also rolled up her sleeves and started harvesting with a sickle. Chen Tong and Chen Ning were still young, so they gathered the wheat on the side.
There were no machines in those days, so everything depended on manpower. Cheng Yue felt tired and her waist ached after cutting for a while, so she stood up, hammered it twice and continued cutting.
Reaping wheat is so tiring!
Not to mention anything else, my waist just can’t take it.
"Ouch! No, no! My waist is going to break. Son, please find someone else. We really can't do this job!"
The villagers' wheat fields are concentrated on the flat land on both sides of the river, so they are not far away and can hear everything they say clearly.
"How strange! Old Mrs. Zhao actually went to the fields herself! But why did she complain about being tired after only cutting a handful of crops?
Didn’t your son say that harvesting wheat was not tiring? Why did you start shouting first? Isn’t this a slap in your son’s face?
Aunt Li and her family were also harvesting wheat across the street. When they heard Zhao's complaints, they immediately started to ridicule her.
Let Chen Ping and his black-hearted people humiliate them with 15 coins! They hold grudges very much!
With Aunt Li taking the lead, the others couldn't help but make a few jokes, "Oh my! You are just peasants pretending to be young ladies. If you don't know, you would think you are some old lady!"
"Oh! This is a bad habit! He has forgotten who he is.
In the past, they relied on Chen An and his wife’s honesty to exploit them as much as they wanted. They never even dug up a single wild vegetable, let alone the land. How could they bear such hardship? "
"Chen Ping, aren't you a well-known filial son? How could you bear to let your mother suffer so much?
Even if we can’t find anyone to help in our village, we can always find someone from another village! You’re not just trying to spend money, are you? "
After everyone finished talking, Zhao started talking about Chen Ping, saying that he was so arrogant and looked down on others.
Chen Ping's face was red, of course not because he was angry, but simply because he was tired.
He hadn't worked in the fields for many years, and his hands were covered with blisters after holding the sickle for a while.
Chen Gen was injured and couldn't get out of bed, my mother and wife were unable to help, and even Chen Shu was holding him back.
He didn't want to give others a bargain, so he had to ask for leave and go home to harvest the wheat himself. Little did he know that harvesting wheat was so tiring!
If I had known earlier that day, I would have paid a little more money and I wouldn’t be laughed at by the whole village today. I feel so miserable!
Chen Ping glared at Zhao and said in a low voice, "Mom, please stop causing trouble for me!
Aunt Zhou is about the same age as you, why don't you complain about being tired while others do? "
Zhao opened her mouth and was about to say that she was no longer comparable to that old woman Zhou, but when she saw so many people around her looking at her, she shut her mouth abruptly.
She was not afraid of what others would say, but she was afraid of making Chen Ping angry and alienating him. She only had this one son now, and he was her hope for the rest of her life.
He could only glare at Li Manying hatefully, it was all this bitch's fault.
If she hadn't tried to sow discord in front of her eldest son, saying that the loss of money, chickens and pigs was all her fault, how could her eldest son be so dissatisfied with her!
Li Manying raised his chin with disdain in his eyes, but smiled and advised:
"Mom, what my husband said is true, please stop shouting, isn't it enough that our family has been embarrassed?
You will only lose face for your husband by doing this. As a mother, you should be more considerate of the children."
After Li Manying said this, Chen Ping felt that it was all Zhao's fault. How come other people's mothers could help, but his mother not only couldn't help but also hindered him?
Zhao choked up a mouthful of blood, "Son, don't listen to her nonsense. Your wife is a wicked woman. How can I, as your mother, not understand you?"
Chen Ping waved his hands impatiently, "If you understand me, just harvest more wheat and don't complain about being tired!"
Tired, tired, tired! Who is more tired than him! In the shop, he was controlled by the shopkeeper Jiang, and when he returned home, he had to endure the anger of his wife and mother. It turned out that only his Arou made him worry-free!
Cheng Yue rubbed her waist and laughed, this internal conflict is quite big!