Take A Husband For Farming Chapter 62

"yang-ge, I'm eating at my house today. My brother should be back in the afternoon." Mu Rousang was very pleased with his progress.

This time, Mu Yiyang did not delay, and readily agreed, causing Mu Rousang to unknowingly glance at him a few times.

Mu Yiyang felt quite bitter in his heart. His mother was really too rude, and had shut him up in his room this morning.

Mu Yiyang helplessly looked at his own mother. This was the first time he had looked directly at Mu Yangyi, and he could not find a single trace of his virtue that was described in the book: "Mother, what's the matter?"

He did not want to be an unfilial child, what he said that day was only because of helplessness, he just wanted Mulberry to be at ease and not cause trouble at Mu Rousang's home.

Mulberry had thought about it carefully yesterday, and her son definitely could not do anything to that d.a.m.ned girl Mu Rousang. Early in the morning, he came to Mu Yiyang's room to stop him: "You are not allowed to go to her house!"

The moment he opened his mouth, without hesitation, he forcefully restricted Mu Yiyang.

"Mother!"

Mu Yiyang couldn't understand why Mulberry was like this: "Little Sister Jin Jin and Little Sister Sang are both our family members, they are my younger cousins too." He tried to reason with her.

Hearing her son's intimate tone, she was angered to the point that she slapped his back, "You child, what do you know? What's so good about that d.a.m.ned girl? Hmph, you didn't see what she was wearing, when did she ever use it to pay respects to her seniors."

Mulberry was such a person, she only remembered that the younger generation naturally needed to treat her well, but she did not remember how the husband and wife pair treated the junior that she spoke of. Mu Yun's fierce kick ended the life of Mu Rousang's original owner, in order to fulfill the wish of the present Mu Rousang.

"Mother!" Mu Yiyang shouted at her in anger once again. Mulberry's twisted face was deeply engraved in his young heart.

"Mother, what did you do to Sister Sang? "Don't think that I'm too young to understand. The entire village is talking about it."

Mulberry curled his lips in disdain: "Hmph, so what if it spreads around? In the end, she is still a member of the junior generation. Hmph, don't think that I didn't see it.

She watched as the Qin family got better and better day by day. From time to time, the fragrance of meat would drift out of her small courtyard, causing her to continuously swallow her saliva, and the more it smelled, the more she wanted to eat. The more she wanted to eat, the more her eyes became red, and the more she hated it.

Mu Yiyang was very disappointed. The Mu Rousang siblings had treated him and his little sister very well, after coming back from County, they had gotten used to seeing the Zhou Family members acting so face-to-face. With their expressions, they felt that Mu Rousang and his sister had treated him with even more sincerity.

"Mother, can you not be like this? Whoever Sang's family things are given to, it's up to her. Moreover, she taught me how to read and write, this alone saved us a lot of money."

Speaking of which, Mulberry was even more unhappy. Perhaps she had thought that it was a good thing in the past, but after going to the county city and meeting the Zhou family, her thoughts changed:

Humph, what do you mean by saving money for our family? Only a fool like you would think like that, don't you see, in the Zhou family, the one who does this kind of work is a useless servant. Humph, what is the situation in our family?

Mu Yiyang's heart was heavy. His disappointment at his parents and dissatisfaction with his family's environment: "Mother, I really don't understand why you're thinking this way. What's wrong with me helping her sweep the pigsty for a chance to read? "No, I'm the one who's taking advantage of her. Even if she's my cousin, she's not obligated to teach me how to read."

"Hmph, you stupid girl, you money loser, what's wrong with learning a few words from her? You're still her big brother! Isn't it natural to teach you how to read? I see that she is intentionally asking you to be that despicable tramp, really treating you as her elder brother, why didn't she send you to school? I didn't see that d.a.m.n kid driving the little donkey to school every day. "

Mulberry's brain structure was indeed different from that of an ordinary person's. She had already been kicked out of the Zhou Family in disguise, and still felt that she was treated well by the other party. She was Second Master Mu's direct wife, and her daughter was going to marry into the Shangguan Family as a concubine.

"Mother, move aside. I must go to Sis Sang's house today." Mu Yiyang could not speak about Mulberry, so he went forward to pull her away.

"Aiyo, child, mother spent so much effort to give birth to you and raise you from the bottom of her heart. Now that you're done, you're being carried away by an ingrate. Wuu, I'm not going to live anymore. My son, why do you only believe the words of that d.a.m.ned girl …"

In the end, Mulberry could not bear to beat up Mu Yiyang. There was only this single seedling in her family, she would have to rely on him to raise her in the future when she grew old, but she did not want Mu Yiyang to go to Mu Rousang's house.

"Mom, what are you doing!" Mu Yiyang looked at Mulberry, whose hair was disheveled, and felt a headache coming on.

"Wuu, you unfilial son, it's all thanks to your mother saving and bringing you up, how can you treat your mother like this!?" Wu wu, I don't want to live anymore. Oh G.o.d, look at how unfilial he is ~ ~ Mulberry would never say anything to treat Mu Yiyang viciously no matter what.

Mu Yiyang could only take out the skills that he used when he cried twice. It was late already when he was standing in his room looking outside, and he sighed in his heart: "Mother, Little Sister Sang said that she will sew me a new coat today."

What? You want to make a new cotton-padded jacket for your darling? Mu Yiyang's words succeeded in restraining Mulberry's wailing. She got up from the ground with a gulp and grabbed Mu Yiyang's slender arms. "Are you for real? Would she be so kind? "Humph!"

"Mom, it's true. Moreover, why can't she be so considerate? I'm her biological brother, and I even feel guilty for being unable to take care of these two siblings!"

Mulberry heard every single word that Mu Yiyang was saying but he did not understand it. He was also embarra.s.sed to ask his son about it, so he finally understood why Mu Yiyang said that he was the blood brother of his brother and sister. This is her dear big brother, it's only right to sew clothes, then hurry up and go! "

She patted off the dust on her body, and pulled Mu Yiyang along to the courtyard: "Mom still hasn't made breakfast, it seems like it's getting late. Go eat at your sister's house, her house doesn't need a mouth or two anyway, right, how about this!"

Mulberry felt that she was too smart. This way, she could save on the expenses of their family's meal. She patted her thigh and said, "Our family can go to her house to eat breakfast. Didn't she want to make you a coat? "Since one and two are the same, then I will make a few more. It just so happens that your father and I can exchange our old clothes for mine."

Hearing this, Mu Yiyang's face burned with anger, he looked left and right, afraid that his neighbors would hear his mother's shameless words, "Mother, didn't Big Aunt give us a lot of materials?"

"You also said that your aunt gave us some materials. Those good materials will have to be kept for your elder sister in the future."

Mulberry had already thought about it long ago. As long as her daughter was close to Shangguan Family, she would be able to eat and drink with just her nails for a year.

For the first time, Mu Yiyang felt that he was an Elementary Scholar, he couldn't explain it clearly. "Mother, can you give your son some face?" Ever since he taught himself the characters, he became more and more convinced that the Mulberry was too vulgar. Even the village gossip made him want to find a hole and hide in it.

"Face? What side is that? Is it a cut? " Mulberry thought that her son had gotten really hungry, "Then go to her house quickly, Mother saw that d.a.m.ned brat Mu Jinzhi chasing the donkey cart to the school just now, come back with your dignity, I'll go wake your sister and your father up, and then go to that d.a.m.ned girl's house."

He looked at Mulberry in shock. How could she take what she had said for granted? "Today I'm the only one going to Sister Sang's house, you can stay home and cook for father and sister."

Mu Yiyang really had a headache. He could gradually understand why Mu Rousang hated his parents so much now.

The Mulberry was still thinking about Mu Rousang's high-cla.s.s food, how could she, who was eating greedily, want to drink a porridge that could see the bottom of, and chew on some vegetables and leaves?

"How can we do that? "I happened to eat together with her at her house. That day, Mother saw that her house had a lot of chickens raised, and there was even a fat pig. No matter what, she would get more than half of the points for the new year."

Thinking about the fragrant pork slices, Mulberry could not hold back anymore.

Mu Yiyang clenched his teeth, and said to Mulberry: "Mother, if you insist, don't blame your son for turning hostile."

Mulberry looked at his expression, which was extremely ugly, and then thought about what he had said in Mu Rousang's courtyard: "I am your mother, you have rebelled against the heavens?"

Mu Yiyang coldly snorted, "Mother, don't force me! Your son doesn't want to do this either! " After saying that, he looked coldly at her, packed properly, and went to Mu Rousang's home.

Mu Rousang fixed up her jacket, and looked at the time. It was almost noon, and she saw Mu Yiyang frowning as she looked towards the courtyard.

Mu Yiyang, who was in a daze, was shocked. He turned around and saw his own little cousin: "Little Sang, you scared big brother."

"Who told yang-ge to miss who?!" Mu Rousang laughed and teased him: "yang-ge, come over here for a bit. I see if this jacket is big enough, and it's already been cut.

No matter how worried Mu Yiyang was, when he saw her little cousin who was so concerned for him, he thought of her little sister who slept lazily on the hot brick bed at home. "Little Sang, if only Feng Chai was like you!"

That rotten kid with the green runny nose?! Mu Rousang recalled her appearance and was instantly disgusted by herself. "yang-ge, Feng Chai is still young, once you earn big money in the future, wouldn't she be a young miss? Why would she need to do all those things?

She had completely forgotten that she was only five years old. Even the scissors she used to cut her clothes were of the smallest size. She held up the clothes and compared it to Mu Yiyang's height, it was only warm after the coat had been sewn and fit, Mu Rousang did not care about the cotton or the cloth, she just pinched the size enough that Mu Yiyang could wear it until next spring, when the little kids grew big and saw the wind, she would sew it up for him again next winter.

"yang-ge, it's done. You should be able to wear it when you light the lamp!" As long as you spread the cotton wool and run the line well so that the cotton wool does not slide, you can quickly make a piece.

Mu Yiyang laughed so much that he almost had his ear hanging at the corner of his mouth. Although Mulberry doted on his son, but it was not to the point that he would often sew his son's clothes together. He still couldn't believe it.

"En, yes, yang-ge, let's make dumplings today!" She wanted to eat the pickled dumplings with meat stuffing. Just thinking about it made her salivate.

Mu Yiyang nodded his head shyly, he had already eaten dumplings at the Zhou household before, so he knew what it was. Thinking of the disdain and contempt in the servants' eyes, he held his hands tightly.

Mu Rousang's mind was currently filled with the matter of pickled vegetables and dumplings, and she did not notice the change in expression that would satisfy Mu Yiyang.

As for the Mulberry, he had been unhappy ever since Mu Yiyang left the house: "You're dead man, lying on the brick bed like a dead man with your face in the sun, only I am in the dark!"

Mu Yun's dissatisfied voice sounded in the room, "You d.a.m.ned woman, is your skin so itchy that it needs to be beaten up! "Hurry up and cook."