Chapter 30 Wang Naixiang was beaten - "Mountain 1957: Two pounds of pork in exchange for a wife"

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Village head!

The sun began to set gradually in the west, and the drooping leaves of the rice seedlings in the fields slowly straightened and lifted up, dissipating the heat of the day.

"You idiot, why don't you cook?"

"Don't you know what time it is?"

Mrs. Zhao Gui walked to Wang Naixiang's kennel and cursed.

Wang Naixiang quickly crawled out of the puppy's kennel, with a look of exhaustion on her face. After just moving here, everything had to be rearranged, such as the pots and pans, and a temporary stove. This was a big job. Zhao Gui and his wife had already laid down and rested in the thatched house, and Zhao Qiang's brother-in-law didn't care about anything.

Wang Naixiang has to handle all the household chores alone.

He had just finished his work and was about to lie down in the puppy's kennel and take a rest, but unexpectedly, Zhao Gui's mother-in-law called him up to cook again.

Zhao Qiang loves to eat and is lazy to cook.

The small harvest at home is not enough to eat, so we can only eat the worst sweet potatoes, dried sweet potatoes, which are only eaten by the poorest families. After all, this product has a high yield.

Add firewood, light the fire, boil water...!

Put the dried sweet potatoes in and boil them. After a while, the pot began to simmer, and the smell of sweet potatoes wafted out.

"Mom, the meal is ready!"

After Wang Naixiang prepared bowls of dried sweet potato porridge, she scooped it into the bowl with a spoon and shouted to Zhao Gui, his wife and Zhao Qiang.

"It took so long, why can't it be done now?"

Mrs. Zhao Gui came out cursing and sat at the table to eat. Because there were not enough chairs, Liu Guixiang could only squat aside and eat.

"Why are you eating this again?" Zhao Qiang looked at the dried sweet potato porridge in the bowl and cursed with a flash of displeasure on his face.

"At home... there are only dried sweet potatoes at home...!" Wang Naixiang whispered softly.

"We only have dried sweet potatoes at home, can't you think of something to do?"

"Who can bear to eat this stuff every day?"

Seeing that Wang Naixiang dared to contradict him, Zhao Qiang felt even more unhappy and said, "Also, do you have the right to speak as a broomstick in this family? Just listen to what we say and do it!"

Wang Naixiang lowered his head and said nothing.

"Mom, I thought about it!"

"What do you think of our village's blind man Zhao?"

Zhao Qiang looked at Zhao Gui and his wife and asked.

"What's wrong with Blind Zhao? What's wrong?" Zhao Gui was slightly startled and asked curiously.

"Dad, why are you so confused?"

"Isn't Blind Zhao a bachelor?"

"He is an old bachelor. He has never found a woman in his life. Didn't he hurt his eye when he was young and become blind in one eye?"

"As a result, no woman likes him, and he has been single until now!"

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