There were several large wooden basins in the house and soaked a lot of clothes. It seemed that Aunt Tian had taken on a lot of work.

At this time, she was sitting in front of the basin and rubbing the washboard hard. Han Yue came in and she didn't even raise her head.

"Tell me, the little bastard of the Han family, what's the hell about the cat coming in the middle of the night? Let's say that you will have to borrow money or not, and you won't lend it to you."

He is worthy of being a shrewd woman in the Tang Dynasty. He can choke to death with just one mouth.

Han Yue was a little angry, thinking to himself, I am a roaming on the streets of future generations, and never had such idleness. I was just waiting to retort, but the shrew spoke like a machine gun, and then said:

"If you lack food, put it in the clay tank and borrow it. Just remember to pay it back next year..."

Well, with one sentence, Han Yue's dissatisfaction instantly choked.

What a simple word, what a heavy nostalgia.

At this moment, Han Yue suddenly felt that although Aunt Tian was a little tough, she was actually pretty good.

"Poor Xiao Doudou is your child bride and can't have a few full meals a year. God, why don't you hit this little bastard to death?"

Damn, I miscalculated. I took back what I thought just now. This is a shrew who is unrestrained. I curse you to give birth to a son without a butt. He was swearing, but he never thought that a little kid of seven or eight years old squatted on the ground with his bare butt, pointing at the bastard he had just pulled, and he shouted: "Uncle Han Yue, look, the bastard I just pulled, a lot of heat comes out..." Madan, instantly slapped him in the face, and Han Yue was stunned. Who said that the baby he gave birth to has no butt, and he didn't see a little kid who is a guy who dares to poop in the main hall.

The whole mass of rice fields is so big that it is so big. How big is this hole to pull out?

"Courage kid, I'll take you home again, I'll beat you to death!" Aunt Tian picked up the laundry stick and twitched at the little kid. Suddenly, the kid cried and screamed, as if singing an opera.

"This is really...it's really lively..." Han Yue asked Cangtian speechlessly, only feeling confused.

At this time, the curtain of the inner room was lifted up, and Uncle Tian walked out barefoot.

Without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped the little baby a few times. As if no one from the family of three performed a mixed doubles between men and women, and the cowardly baby cried even more happily.

After a while, the couple finished teaching their son a lesson. Uncle Tian shook his hand and then said, "Han family mistress, what is the urgent matter when you come here in the middle of the night? Tell me if you have any questions. There is no outsider at the village head and foot, so the uncle who can help will never refuse."

The man's speech was more steady, and Han Yue's embarrassment was relieved a lot in an instant. However, he also learned to be smart and knew that you should not be vain with rural people. If you have something to say, you should not be vague in anything.

"It's nothing, isn't it summer anymore? There are so many mosquitoes that are annoying. I made some mosquito coils in my own secret recipe and gave them to you to try. I lit it for a night and I can sleep peacefully."

As he said that, he hurriedly pulled out two plates from his armpits and handed them over.

"Mosquito coil, what's that?"

Uncle Tian frowned and pondered, staring at the circles in his hands, constantly smashing his mouth. The honest man in the countryside never dared to draw a rash conclusion about things he had never seen before.

Aunt Tian also came over to take a closer look, but she was even more unbearable. When she heard that it was made of a secret recipe, she was so scared that she didn't even dare to touch her. She was just a shrew, and Han Yue couldn't help but despise her.

"This thing is curved, like, um, like..." Uncle Tian continued to be entangled. Looking at that look, he wanted to summarize a descriptive word.

If you want to say that the little kid is smart, he will come out and win the words as soon as he says it.

"Dad, I know, this thing is curved, like a flattened dad!"

"I'll just say it!" Uncle Tian grinned, his eyes shone, and he looked at Aunt Tian, ​​and nodded in unison.

The next moment, the shouts of the fierce woman from the Tang Dynasty spread across the sky, as if countless thunders were exploding: "Han family mistress, what's the point of bringing two buns of cakes to the door?"

"Dad, your mosquito coil is the one you have."
Chapter completed!