Chapter 147 Can't Understand Human Language?

When it comes to borrowing rice normally, it is usually counted in buckets, one bucket, two buckets, but old lady Bai thought that if they bought a carload of rice today, there would be five or six stones, so she stretched out a finger : "One stone, one stone."

Bai Zhi almost didn't laugh, borrowed a stone of rice, and thanks to her opening her mouth, her face became thicker and thicker.

Zhao Lan couldn't help but get angry: "One stone of rice? Thank you for being able to say it, no, let's go."

Liu Shi was anxious: "Why don't you? We have all heard that Bai Zhi bought a carload of rice from the town today, how come there is none?"

Zhao Lan said with a sullen face: "If I say no, then I don't. Don't you understand?" She knows the people of the Bai family too well. There are two in everything. I borrow them a fight today, and they will come and borrow two tomorrow. Dou, the day after tomorrow may be a stone.

They were the best at getting ahead. She used to endure everything before, not wanting to provoke them, lest they treat Zhi'er worse while she was away.

But later, her forbearance still did not bring back peace, but made them even worse, so she would not tolerate any more.

Mrs. Bai was angry, pointed at Zhao Lan's nose and said, "What did you say? No? You unconscionable slut, the old lady has raised you for ten years, one big and one small, for ten years, and I'm going to borrow some rice from you today. , you said no?"

Zhao Lan turned her eyes, and her icy eyes fell on the face of old lady Bai, slashing her face like a knife, really wanting to see how thick her face was.

"You raised our mother and daughter? Did our mother and daughter eat the white rice from your Bai family one day? Before Sanzhu's mourning period passed, I went down to the ground, and Zhier was pointed by you to work at home when she was only three years old. , what did you use to support us? Did we feed our mother and daughter for a day, or a warm winter?"

No matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter, in the dilapidated house she and Zhi'er lived in, there was always only a thin quilt. In winter, they almost spent the whole night shivering.

The old lady Bai was stunned. What she took for granted in the past was obviously different from what she thought in Zhao Lan's view.

"But no matter what? Mother, she is always your mother-in-law, and you can't be too heartless when you do things." Liu Shi said.

"Mother-in-law?" Zhao Lan sneered, her eyes red immediately: "Ask her, do you take me Zhao Lan as her daughter-in-law, or as the bull and horse of your Bai family?"

"If it's really my mother-in-law, will she beat my daughter to death while I'm not at home? If it's really my mother-in-law, will she secretly sell my daughter?"

She didn't want to talk about these things, and she didn't want to mention them again, but they always appeared in front of her again and again, reminding her of these sad past events, and constantly rubbing salt on her wounds.

Mrs. Bai said with a sullen face: "What do you always talk about in the past? Aren't your mother and daughter doing well now? If I hadn't agreed with you and Bai Zhi to stay, would you be able to have today? As the saying goes, don't forget to drink water. Well digger, if it wasn't for my kindness at the beginning, your mothers still don't know what happened."

It's better not to mention what happened at the beginning. The more I mentioned it, the more angry Zhao Lan became. She pointed at the door and said, "Let's go, I don't want to see you again."

The old lady Bai wanted to say more, but Bai Zhi stood in front of her mother, slightly raised her face, folded her arms around her chest, and her movements were somewhat similar to Hu Feng.

"Can't you hear what my mother said? Or, you don't understand human words at all?"