Chapter 171 The little cabbage that no one loves in period novels【29】

Author: It’s the young master

Chapter 171 The little cabbage that no one loves in period novels【29】

"My Ruirui is still sensible, unlike some people who deliberately irritate people!"

At this moment, Du Erhai's mind suddenly flashed, and he immediately knew that his mother was talking about his daughter. He quickly nodded and apologized: "Mom, it's because my son didn't discipline her well and made you angry. He raised such a girl."

White-eyed wolf, it's all my son's fault! Get out of your way and don't stop me from teaching this little white-eyed wolf!"

Mrs. Du was very upset and glanced at Du Erhai impatiently, "Okay, don't talk about beating the child. The child will get married soon when he grows up. Do you still want to chase her husband's house and beat her?

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Her words were obviously an insinuation, but Du Laoer scratched his hard-headed head, which was a rare flash of inspiration, "Mom, didn't you say that girls should be well disciplined at home so as not to make her husband's family unhappy when they go to her husband's house?

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Du Erhai was sure that Du Qiuju couldn't resist them and would definitely marry into the Liu family. In addition, he had been instilled with feudal ideas by Mrs. Du since he was a child, so he was not afraid of Du Qiuju making trouble with him. In his understanding

Here, regardless of what her parents ordered her to do, she had to marry him if he wanted her to. Even if he beat her to death, it was a matter of course. Who called him Du Qiuju's father?

"If she gets married and makes her husband's family unhappy, that's her husband's family's business and has nothing to do with you. We've finished our meal and it's almost time to go out to work, so stop arguing."

Du Laoer glanced at the wall clock in the main room. This meal indeed took too long, and it was time to go to work.

My mother probably meant not to let him hit Du Qiuju, so let her go.

They all said goodbye to Mrs. Du, each carried shovels and hoes, and left the house to prepare for work. Suyue also carried the hoes out with Du Xingzi and the others.

Dewey left the table, put his hands behind his back, and went back to his room to read his martial arts novels. Although Du Dahai and his wife hardly did any work, they would wander around in the fields and give orders to Du Laoer's family.

Work for your own family.

Mrs. Du and Du Furui were the only two people left at home to clear the dining table, because this was a rural area and they were a group of rough and tumble farmers. They were not polite when eating. Many people had a lot of food and fish bones left in front of them.

It was also spit directly on the table.

Looking at the messy dining table, Dufresne felt sick to his stomach and involuntarily took a step back, wanting to stay away.

"Ruirui, come on, grandma will teach you how to clean up." Old Mrs. Du stood by the dining table and called.

Du Furui resisted her nausea and stepped forward, raising her white and tender little hands to pick up the dishes, bones and broken rice on the table. When her little hands accidentally touched the edge of the dishes that others had eaten, her face turned red.

No matter how much I endure it, I can't hold back my disgust.

Cleaning up the dishes and tabletops was already an unbearable task for her, but what Mrs. Du asked her to do next was even more unbearable!

The usual dishwashing grass in the countryside is an old loofah pulp, but what she has here is a limp loofah pulp that has been brushed black!

She has never touched these things since she was born. They look so dirty. Can they really be washed? Also, the bowls she used to eat and the plates she used to put food on were all washed with these things?

When Du Qiuju was washing the dishes, would it be possible that she just wiped them casually twice without washing them clean at all? Is there still other people's saliva left on the bowls and chopsticks?

"Yuck!" As he thought about it, Dufresne couldn't help but gag.
Chapter completed!