Chapter 479: Three Old Women, One Big Play!

nest, and her clothes were filthy, worse even than a beggar on the street.As soon as she entered the room, she threw herself at Wang Yuanwai’s feet, crying hysterically, “Master, I was wrong, woo woo,...“Mr. Wen’s mother This is a big deal! I always thought Mr. Wen’s parents were dead!” Zhang Wu’s wife exclaimed in surprise, “I see Mr. Wen celebrate the New Year in our village every year. His clothes and shoes are all prepared by various families. He doesn't seem to be taken care of by his family at all…”

The faces of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were flushed with embarrassment, and before they could even explain, Grandma Feng pulled Aunt Five aside and said with a laugh: "Don't worry about it so much, life is hard for everyone. Perhaps Mr. Wen's family is so poor that they can't even afford to eat, so naturally, they wouldn't care!"

The faces of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law turned black...

Jiayin hid behind her grandmother, already giggling and secretly rubbing her stomach.

When it comes to scolding people, whether it's direct or subtly sarcastic, the fighting spirit of grandmothers is undeniably formidable!

Li Laotai coughed twice and said, "Elder sisters, I'm here to ask for your help. Please persuade Lao Fu-ren quickly. She was crying so heartbroken just now."

"Oh, right, right, I went off topic!" Grandma Feng patted her chest and assured him, "Rest assured, there's no one in this world we can't persuade."

Wu Da's mother and Zhang Wu's sister also nodded repeatedly, looking as if they had been entrusted with an important task.

Then they all turned their gaze to Old Mrs. Wen, their three pairs of old eyes staring expectantly as if waiting for her to begin her performance.

Mrs. Wen subconsciously reached for her handkerchief, but then froze, unsure of what to do...

The atmosphere in the room was suddenly awkward. Finally, Feng Baba clapped her hands and shouted: "Aiya, I know! Old Mrs. Wen must be embarrassed to see us like this. So let me go first and complain a little, make a start..."

Having said that, she patted her thigh and lengthened her voice, “Aiyo, my dear child! You poor thing, I raised you for eighteen years, and you just leave when you say so Your old mother is all alone now, with no one to rely on. I really want to go complain to the King of Hell!”

"It's a pity that the rain didn't come, and my two mu of land at home died of drought! This old bones of mine can't survive either. What's worse is that the barbarian from the north took his big knife…"

Auntie Wu and Auntie Zhang looked at each other, thinking it wouldn't be right to leave Old Mrs. Feng alone with all the responsibility. So, they quickly joined in the line of patting their thighs.

Old Lady Wu cried, "Oh, woe is me! Those damn barbarians! They've come to disrupt our peaceful lives, abandoning our homes like this!"

Zhang Wu's aunt immediately took it, "For our survival, we had to climb over mountains and valleys. Forty mountains, walking would never reach the end! There are tigers, black bears, and wolf packs in the mountains, they all treat us as food. Whoever sees us wants to bite us a piece of meat... Ugh, those days were really unbearable!"

Feng Baba was very happy to end her solitary journey and quickly joined her old friends' "singing" troupe. "Luckily, we all worked together! We wished we could crawl the whole way up the mountain, just to get over it. But as soon as we got down, we ran into barbarians!"

"That gleaming blade slashed at us, blood everywhere, it was terrifying! Waaaah, even now I still have nightmares about it!"

Three women make a play, and three elderly women have even greater skill.

Through singing, reciting, acting, and drumming, they managed to turn a play into a classic!

From the disaster in Qingxiu Village, barbarians invaded, forcing them to flee south. They climbed mountains and crossed valleys, hunted wild beasts and fought bandits, until they almost failed and died at the docks.

They were crying and scolding, making up rhymes that were so amazing! Their coordination was perfect, it was simply astonishing!

The in-laws across the way were stunned speechless. One clutched a handkerchief, forever forgetting to let it go. The other opened her mouth wide, wishing a fly would buzz in...

Grandma Li stoked up another pot of incense and continued to puff on it, taking occasional drags and sighing in time with the performances by her old friends.

But she was overjoyed inside, and felt a huge sense of relief.

The Wen family was a distinguished scholarly family. This Mrs. Wen looked like a sentimental woman, probably preferring flowers and the moon to firewood, rice, oil, and salt. She wasn't very worldly-wise in her dealings with people.

In her view, chasing after someone and wiping their tears was already a dirty tactic.

It has to be said, this method is indeed effective for Cui's wife, who also came from a scholarly family.

But she arrived at Li's house today, this method was bound to fail.

Because the Li family isn't a scholarly lineage, they don't buy into this kind of thing!

If you want to cry, then let me show you what a crushing performance is all about, and give you a real lesson!

Madam Wen took a deep breath, wanting to speak, but before she could utter a word, she started coughing violently.

She said firmly, "Ahem, Madam Dowager, ahem, it's been a while since we came out, and it's time to head back. We'll visit again another day... ahem, goodbye!"

After she said that, she was about to get down on the floor. As a result of sitting cross-legged for too long, her legs went numb and with a plop, she fell off the kang

and ended up kneeling on both knees.

Old Li put down her smoking pot and quickly helped the woman up, "Oh my dear niece-in-law, what are you doing Why are you bowing your head There's no need for such a big ceremony. It's too polite to be like this."

Mrs. Wen stood up with a gritted teeth, supported by the edge of the kang. She didn't say anything and helped her mother-in-law down. Then she quickly bid farewell.

Lady Wen seemed to still want to say something to Lady Cui, but Lady Cui sat with her head bowed behind several old ladies, only showing a point of her hair bun, not looking at her at all!

Tao Hongying said it was guiding the way, but in reality, it was almost the same as being escorted. She quickly brought the Wen family servants out of the corner gate in the backyard.

Li Laotai immediately extinguished the tobacco pipe, shouting, "Quickly open the window, I'm almost choked to death!"

"Haha," Grandma Feng Ba couldn't help but laugh, "You think smoking is choking, we can't even live! To be honest, they left early. If they stayed longer, we wouldn't have been able to hold on any longer!"

Wu Da's mother also laughed and said, "That's right, quickly pour me a bowl of water to drink. I'm parched! I think the words I've spoken today are more than I speak in a whole year!"

Zhang Wuni's the most spirited, clapping and laughing, "Did you see the expressions on those two women Hahahaha, with that little skill, they dare to show off here!"

Li Laotai turned back to look at her granddaughter and Madam Cui. Seeing that they were not uncomfortable, she said, "Elder sisters, today we owe you a lot! I saw that their posture was not good, sizing up Jiner's thin skin, they cried and made her soft-hearted. They angered her, and then she took the initiative to break up with Mr. Wen!"

"As for them, they wouldn't dare complain in front of Mr. Wen. They would only say that Jiner's feelings for him weren't firm enough, and that she was too cunning!"

"Yes, yes! Big families just like to play these petty games, but our farm courtyard is much more straightforward!" Grandma Feng sneered and said: "Although we may not have much sophistication, when it comes to our sons getting married, we still let the son decide."

"After all, that woman gave birth to and raised his children with him, slept on the same kang with him, and was buried in the same grave. He should like her, shouldn't he What are we stopping them for When the day comes that they kick the bucket and meet the King of Hell, wouldn't it still be better if the daughter-in-law accompanied her son"

"That's the way it is," Wu Da-niang also said, "This Old Mrs. Wen just can't let it go!"

Still a four-chapter day duck ~~of gifts includes several boxes of textiles, the patterns are excellent. There are also a few pieces of bright red silk, the color is deep and rich, so vibrant it dazzles the eyes.Half a bolt of silk...