Chapter 9527 Think of Your Own Idea
Xiao Hei originally thought that as long as he apologized like this, his mother would definitely jump out of the bed and hold his arms, as usual, and comfort him.
However, this time, Yang Huamei did not.
Xiao Hei attributed all this to Zhuang Zhuang.
This time is different from the past, because I vented my anger on Zhuangzhuang, and Zhuangzhuang is my mother's heart and soul, and no one can touch it.
Xiao Hei was filled with resentment, and his hatred for Zhuang Zhuang escalated to a higher level.
But he still kept Xu Qiaohong's instructions in mind, deliberately sniffed hard, and looked like he had cried.
Then he said: "I was so angry at my elder brother and sister-in-law that I took my anger out on my nephew. I promise I will never do it again in the future."
"I brought it to my mother. A pack of crispy candies will satisfy my mother’s hunger later.”
“After Sister Qiaohong has finished feeding Zhuangzhuang, I will accompany her back to Xu’s house.”
"I have to bring gifts when I come home. Originally, I wanted to come over and talk to my mother, but Qiao Hong didn't allow me. She said that I didn't want my mother to worry about these things. We can figure out the gift on our own."
After Xiao Hei said this, he paused for a moment and looked at Yang Huamei.
Seeing that Yang Huamei still didn't turn around to strike up a conversation, Xiao Hei didn't say much, and he didn't step on Yang Huamei's heels to ask for a return door greeting like before. If he didn't give it, he wouldn't go out and would lie down. Spoiling on the ground...
At this moment, he waited for a while but didn't get Yang Huamei's reaction, so he sighed, put the candy in his hand beside the bed, turned around and prepared to leave the West Room.
Just as I walked to the door of the West House, Yang Huamei's voice finally came from behind.
"Wait!"
Xiao Hei was happy, but did not turn around in a hurry.
Instead, as Xu Qiaohong taught, he turned around slowly and asked Yang Huamei with a hint of hesitation: "Mom, what's wrong? Isn't the candy enough? I still have a few cakes in the house, how about you? Shall I bring it to you too?"
Yang Huamei has turned around and opened her eyes.
As soon as Xiao Hei looked into Yang Huamei's eyes, he knew that most of his mother's anger had dissipated.
Hehe, Sister Qiaohong is so amazing, she knows my mother’s temperament so well.
"Mom, what are you doing staring at me like this? Don't you want to eat rice cakes? What should I do? Should I ask Sister Qiaohong to give you a whole bowl of noodles?"
"By the way, there is still a bowl of leftover rice left last night. How about putting two eggs in it to make you a bowl of egg fried rice?"
Yang Huamei waved her hand and said impatiently: "Since you are a man, when did you become so annoying? The kitchen is a woman's business, so don't worry about it!"
Xiao Hei rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "Mom, weren't I worried that you would be hungry?"
Yang Huamei was caught off guard by these words.
"Okay, okay, don't say those words anymore, come here and help me get something." Yang Huamei ordered.
Xiao Hei walked to Yang Huamei's bed honestly.
Yang Huamei pointed under the bed, "There is a wooden box underneath. There is also a wooden box in the wooden box. Please bring the wooden box out to me."
Xiao Hei followed his words. Just do it.
When he took out a heavy wooden box and put it in Yang Huamei's hand, he couldn't help but feel happy. "Mom, you are really my grandma's daughter. Could this wooden box be passed down to you by her old lady?"
Indeed, no matter where this wooden box comes from The appearance, workmanship, and copper lock on the wooden box are all exactly the same as Tan's, like twins.
Yang Huamei rolled her eyes at Xiao Hei and said angrily: "Both wooden boxes are made by the same craftsman. This wooden box was prepared for me by your father-in-law and mother-in-law when I got married. The dowry has never been used, so I dug it out from the corner when I was packing it up that day.”
After digging it out, I discovered that the material of this wooden box is really good, it seems to be the legendary golden nanmu!
The wooden box is not big, just smaller than Tan's. The copper lock on it is very strong, so Yang Huamei thought about it and decided to use this wooden box to store the gifts received from this banquet. She has already recorded the gifts received from relatives and friends. There are account books for the exchange of gifts and money among the villagers.
Even the box with its contents, which is full, should not exceed five kilograms.
Yang Huamei took off the key hanging from her waist and rummaged through a bunch of identical keys to find the one that could open the box. Suddenly she caught a glimpse of Xiao Hei's straight eyes. Yang Huamei was unhappy. He frowned and put the key behind his back.
"What are you looking at? Turn your back!" Yang Huamei ordered.
Xiao Hei came back to his senses, grinned, and turned around obediently.
Behind him, there was the faint sound of keys turning in the keyhole.
Xiao Hei was still thinking about the weight of the wooden box from before, and wanted to turn around and take a look at how many good treasures were contained in the wooden box. Yang Huamei seemed to be able to spy on his thoughts, warning The voice reached his ears again.
"Don't peek, or I'll skin you!"
Xiao Hei stood up properly again.
After a while, Yang Huamei's voice came from behind again, "Okay, turn around!"
Xiao Hei quickly turned around and saw that the wooden box was gone. When he looked again, he saw a big bulge somewhere on the quilt inside the bed. It seemed that his mother had hidden the wooden box under the quilt.
"Now, take these two taels of silver and accompany Qiaohong back to her parents' house later. You can't go empty-handed. Go to the town to buy some fish and meat, some soju, and some cigarettes, and then give them to the Xu family. The female family members pulled a few pieces of cloth and bought some snacks and fruits for the children, and that's it."
Xiao Hei weighed the two taels of silver in his hand. Weighing it, he said with a smile: "Mom, can you give me a little more? Keep a little more money in your hand to meet unexpected needs!"
Yang Huamei glared at Xiao Hei: "That won't work, Er. Two silver dollars is enough, I’ve already calculated it!”
Xiao Hei grinned and muttered, “Stingy!”
Then he ran out of the west room.
Yang Huamei was so angry that her neck was standing straight, "You bastard, who are you calling stingy? If you think it's too little, please give me your money back!"
The person who responded to her was that it was the Westinghouse quilt. Slammed door.
“You bastard, you slam the door, who are you going to show it to!”
The west room door opened again, and Xu Qiaohong carried Zhuangzhuang into the house.
"Mom, don't be like Xiao Hei. We don't want your old money. You can keep the money for your own retirement. I'll just use the money from my dowry to buy home gifts."
" That won't work, you have to keep the money you have in the bottom of the box, and your children will have to have some wealth when they get married!" Yang Huamei directly rejected Xu Qiaohong's proposal without thinking.
When it comes to future generations, you can't be careless. Yang Huamei attaches great importance to the inheritance of the old Wang family.
Seeing Xu Qiaohong hugging Zhuangzhuang, Zhuangzhuang seemed to have eaten and drank enough. He was neither crying nor making trouble now. He was as good as a kitten when Xu Qiaohong held him in his arms.
(End of this chapter)