"I saw the two of them chatting just now. They probably hooked up a long time ago.”
"Who says so? I don't even know if this little one is Old Xu's child.”
"Look at this little girl's eyes, she really looks like Wang Aihu.”
There was a lot of gossip in front of the widow's door. Wang Liang wanted to leave quickly, but these voices kept poking at his spine.
"What did you say?"
Wang Liang's face darkened as he stared coldly at the person who was spewing feces.
After being a butcher for so many years, Wang Liang had a blood aura that ordinary people did not learn. These people did not dare to look Wang Liang in the eye.
Wherever Wang Liang's gaze swept past, they subconsciously avoided him.
"What are you afraid of?"
Jia Zhang-shi didn't know if she was ignorant or fearless, but she still said in a strange tone,"Who are you staring at?" Don't you want me to talk?"
"Haha."
Wang Liang sneered." If you want to say it, say it. Try forcing me into a corner.”
Wang Liang couldn't be bothered to explain to them, so he turned around and left.
With Wang Liang's threat, these people cowered. Other than pointing fingers in private, they did not dare to say anything openly.
After being a widow for so long, Widow Sun was used to these people pointing fingers behind her back, so she simply pretended not to hear them.
"Er Ya, let's go home. Mom will stew lamb chops for you.”
"Good!"
Er Ya obediently followed Widow Sun into the house.
"Tsk, what are you showing off for?
Jia Zhangshi looked at the back of the mother and daughter with a vicious look. She had already begun to think about their lamb chops.
Soon, it was noon. Widow Sun had already washed the mutton and thrown it into a big pot to cook.
The pot was very big. With the water and lamb chops, the small charcoal stove below looked like it was on the verge of collapse.
It was rare to have meat to eat. Er Ya did not go out to play with her friends today. She sat in front of the stove and watched.
Er Ya stared at the pot with her big, watery eyes. If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't help it, she wouldn't even blink.
"Stop looking. Go out and play for a while."
Widow Sun looked at Er Ya with a smile. It had been a long time since she saw Er Ya so happy." This lamb chop needs to be stewed for a while. I'll call you back when it's done."”
"I'm not going."
Er Ya looked at Widow Sun obediently. Although she really wanted to go out and play, she held back when she thought about the lamb chops in the pot.
Widow Sun's heart ached a little. She took a chair and sat down beside Er Ya, then carried her over.
"It's fine if you don't want to go out. It's warm in front of the stove. Mommy will hug you and sleep for a while.”
Widow Sun placed Er Ya on her lap and shook her gently. She patted Er Ya's stomach gently.
"Hehehe."
Er Ya suddenly laughed, making Widow Sun confused.
"Be good and sleep."
Widow Sun flicked Er Ya's forehead in annoyance.
Er Ya was in pain. She covered her head and coughed as she looked at Widow Sun.
After about half an hour, the unique fragrance of mutton came from the pot.
Er Ya did not sleep at all. As soon as the smell came, she crawled out of Widow Sun's arms and skipped to the stove.
"It's not done yet. Don't burn yourself.
Widow Sun hurriedly caught up with Er Ya with a smile on her face.
"I can't remember the last time we ate meat.”
Er Ya coughed, feeling a little wronged.
The mother and son had been living a hard life, but the child was about to grow up, so it was not difficult to live a hard life.
Widow Sun gently patted Er Ya and said softly,""Er Ya, be good. Go to school well in the future. If you have a future, you can eat meat every day.”
"Really?"
Er Ya turned her head and looked at Widow Sun innocently." I can eat less and let Mommy eat more."”
"Yes, Er Ya is so obedient."
Widow Sun smiled and carried Er Ya back to her seat.
The sunlight outside the courtyard gradually reached the center, and the carbon in the furnace was added once more.
Widow Sun walked to the stove and looked at the milky white mutton soup in the pot. A smile appeared on her face.
Jia Zhang-shi was at home packing the soles of shoes when she suddenly smelled a fragrance.
He put down the shoe that he had half taken and sniffed it hard.
This smell made Jia Zhang-shi swallow her saliva.
Wang Aihu, that son of a b * tch, had given half a lamb chop to the widow and her daughter in the morning. The more he thought about it, the more he gnashed his teeth.
"Awesome, quickly go to Widow Zhang's house in front and take a look.”
Jia Zhang-shi herself was too embarrassed to come to the door, so she could only send the stick away.
He had just recovered from his injury and said reluctantly,"Grandma, just go by yourself. My injury hasn't recovered yet.”
"Go quickly.
Jia Zhangshi rolled her eyes and said unhappily," Don't you want to eat?”
"Alright then.
Unable to resist the gluttony in his stomach, the stick could only puff out his cheeks and leave.
"Auntie Sun, what smells so good? The stick sneakily lifted the curtain of Widow Sun's house and looked inside curiously.
When Widow Sun saw this kid, she couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.
"I'm stewing lamb chops. I'll give you one."
There was no other way. Since the child had already come to visit, Widow Sun generously picked out a similar one and handed it over.
The stick took the lamb chop and couldn't help but look at the pot and swallow.
Of course, Widow Sun knew that this kid was insatiable. She didn't talk to him and directly chased him out."Alright, go home."
Er Ya didn't really like this big brother from the same courtyard because he liked to bully people for nothing.
Her mother giving him lamb chops made her very unhappy, and she could not help but pout.
Seeing that there was no extra for him, the stick had no choice but to go home with the lamb chop in his mouth.
"Why only one?"
Jia Zhang-shi complained," Shouldn't there be soup for the lamb chop stew? Why didn't you ask for it back?"
"What can I do if they don't give it to me?”
" You're so capable. Why don't you ask for it?" The stick guy shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.”
"Fine! Jia Zhang-shi couldn't stand goading, especially when her grandson looked at her as if she was a retard, which made her even more unhappy.
She put down the soles of her shoes, put on a cotton coat, and left the house aggressively.
The reason why Jia Zhang-shi was so arrogant was mainly because Widow Sun's family did not have a man, so no one could control her.
Of course, even if there was a man, Jia Zhang-shi was not necessarily afraid. She was very clear about crying, making a fuss, and hanging herself.
"Bang!
When she reached the door, Jia Zhangshi did not knock. She raised her foot and kicked the door open. The soil on the wall rustled and fell down.
"Ah?"
Er Ya was holding a bone in her hand and was about to eat it. She was so scared that she did not dare to eat it for a long time.
"Sob, sob, sob, the child is still timid. After she regained her senses, the sudden movement still made her cry out loud.
"Little money-losing thing, why are you crying? Jia Zhangshi glared at Er Ya fiercely, then pointed at the mutton soup and mutton chops on the table," What relationship does Wang Aihu have with you? Why would he give you meat to eat?"”
Jia Zhang-shi's attitude of denouncing the crime directly confused the mother and daughter in the room.
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