Chapter 502:

Wei Aimei squatted at the bottom of her clothes, half-down her head, and looked at her man and son with a little expectation, but she saw Wang Lijun only glanced at it. I turned back and slammed my head and held the fork to continue working. I didn't look at the second sight.
Cheng Hai is stunned and laughs openly... Obviously, his mother valued his opinions more, and when he saw his old man turning his head and not looking at the second look, he was red-faced and uncomfortable. There is another kind of relief. I have to go to the house: "I can't say it... I still change my cotton jacket."
Song Xiulian spent a lot of old saliva, and finally tried to persuade Wei Aimei to dress up. Where would he go halfway, and reached out and stopped at the door, he asked: "Chenghai, your kid is not snoring? Your mother is not good at wearing this clothes." ?"
"Ah, look good, look good!" Cheng Haizui stupid, I don't know what to say, just repeating, "Mother, it's so beautiful! Don't marry you!"
Wei Aimei was hurt by her husband’s performance. Only when her son’s words were good, she didn’t listen. She insisted on entering the house:
I’m still putting on a cotton jacket... I work in one place, wear good clothes...

This will inevitably bring some annoyance!
Although Wang Lijun is awkward and simple, it does not mean that he can't hear good words. It doesn't mean that he can't see his wife happy and unhappy, but he really won't talk sweetly. Don't turn around and look old. Far away, he said: "Change and change, so good clothes are not enough to wear, noisy!"
Wei Aimei stepped forward and turned back to unkindly: "I don't know enough? Are you not hot?"
When the face of the brother-in-law was smashed by his wife, Wang Lijun also couldn't care about the old lady, touched his nose, squatted down the fork, turned and walked out of the gate, and smoked to the river.
Wei Aimei, who won this round, was in a good mood. She looked back and smiled at Song Xiulian, and looked down at her new clothes. She also wore a tight-fitting sweater. She said: "I wear people like this. Really? Is it not a joke to the daughter-in-law’s family that day?
Listening to her, she knew that she had figured it out. Song Xiulian secretly sighed and reached out and took her arm into the house. She said: "Jokes, oh, well dressed, it means that the family is in good condition, their house niece. If you marry at our house, you will be less guilty. They should be happy, how can they laugh?"
I thought about it again and again: "It’s just that this sweater is warmer than a cotton jacket. If you feel cold, I will rush to make a new dice to Dalat."
In any case, when the two daughters went to see the guests on the same day, Song Xiulian planned to wear the same clothes as much as possible. When she got the time, she got a scorpion to suppress the limelight of her mother-in-law.
The two men discussed it for a while, and the eyes were dark, and the little boy with anxious eyes moved to the bed and the bench came to occupy the place to watch TV. The tricks were over, and Song Xiulian quickly quit, let Wei Aimei Hurry to cook... According to the situation in the afternoon, wait for more people to come, eat and eat can not be quiet!
When the time was tense, Wei Aimei also cooked vegetables. She only hurriedly smashed a pot of wok, smashed a pot of cornmeal, and served two bowls of pickles to greet the sea and eat.
Wang Lijun washed his hand and sat down at the dinner table. He took a and took a sip. He glanced at his wife and sighed. "The afternoon is not very good. Is it changed back?"
It was rare for her husband to say a word of "commendation". Wei Aimei's face was a little angry when she was on the scene. She glanced at the eldest son subconsciously. Seeing that Cheng Hai was moving to the TV with Chengling, he did not notice this, and he was relieved. Turning back to the gaze, he glanced at the man and said: "Good-looking, dirty, dirty? Don't wear it on the day?"
Wang Lijun had a lot of words, and said: "When you wear dirty clothes, you have to get rid of it. If you buy clothes, you don't wear them. The old ones are holding the bottom of the box. Even the best clothes are put on hold!"
It’s rare to see her husband’s words. Wei Aimei is so angry and funny. She put a bowl of cornmeal paste in front of Wang Lijun and said:
The second child said, the clothes are made of wool, can’t be washed!

"Ah? Can't you wash?" Wang Lijun was the first to hear that the clothes were dirty and could not be washed. He looked at the old woman with a sigh of relief and said, "Why can you wear clothes that can't be washed?"
Wei Aimei is not too clear, just shook his head: "The woman in the city does not go to the ground and does not feed the chicken to feed the pigs. The dry work is to save the work, and it is not afraid to wear this."
Wang Lijun slammed his head down and sipped his face. He thought about the spirit of the clothes and the strange spirits of the mother-in-law. He looked young and just happened to watch the TV at night. The bridegroom put on new clothes and let everyone see... I think, that clothes can't be washed, it's too delicate! It’s really not the material that the villagers wear!
Wei Aimei saw her husband not snoring, how much is not so happy, but also accustomed to her husband's whispers, and then continue to pack up, and urged the sea to eat.
Outside the house, Chenghai and Chengling put the TV out, and the door was already crowded with a half-yard kid. When they saw the TV set, they all screamed and shouted. There are also those who have eaten early, and the adults are also holding the bench Ma Zazi sneaking Dada to come over...
Wang Lijun gorged on two cornmeal noodles, drank a large bowl of cornmeal paste, and smashed the bowl of chopsticks. While wiping his mouth with his palm, he said: "What are the snacks brought back to the sea? Give me two packs... ..."
When Wei Aimei heard this, she already understood that her husband had to be embarrassed. Although she was not willing, she did not delay. She got up and went inside the house to take out a packet of peach cake and a chicken cake to hand it to her husband. Wang Lijun took two packs of snacks and went out. He did not continue to go out. He only called in the sea and gave the snacks to his son. Then he lifted his chin and gestured to the next courtyard.
Cheng Hai looked at his old lady and didn't talk. He went straight to the snacks and went out.
Chengling was alive, smiling up, grabbed the shoulders of the sea with uninjured arms, and took him out to go out, saying: "Is it going to call my grandfather and grandmother to watch TV? Let's set up our home. Big objects should be called the elderly to see and let them be happy."
Chenghai licked his mouth and did not make a sound. He only said in his heart: If you have a family business, Grandpa will be happy, Grandma... It’s hard to say!