si-mexico Chapter 30 Hahaha, a dog eats lime, a white mouth
Chapter 30 Hahaha, a dog eats lime, a white mouth
Deng Xiuzhen thought the children would feel wronged and act spoiled for a while, so she had a whole plan on how to talk to the children about this and how to communicate with them. She even practiced it several times on her own.
Unexpectedly, the children were a bit upset when they went to school and left in a huff. But when they came back from school, I could hear their cheerful laughter from afar, as if they weren't the ones who were angry when they left.
As soon as she got home, she greeted her parents warmly as always, then put down her schoolbag and ate. Everything was normal, except that after dinner, Wenjing and Wenxin went to wash the dishes and wipe the table without being asked.
Even Wen Yu helped him throw out the trash. If Deng Xiuzhen hadn't stopped him because she was worried about his safety going out alone, he would have gone to the alley entrance to throw out the trash.
The children not only washed dishes, wiped tables, and swept the floor, but also took the initiative to learn how to make beds and fold clothes, and even started to help pick vegetables and cook.
Wenjing is more capable than Wenxin in terms of practical skills, and being older, she learns and does things much faster than Wenxin. She not only quickly mastered some basic housework, but she can also fry eggs and cook noodles.
Deng Xiuzhen was relieved.
The roof over there was repaired and inspected in two days, and the wages were settled with the workers. Deng Xiuzhen planned to clean the house and then lock it away.
As soon as she entered the house, two people followed her in, which startled Deng Xiuzhen.
He turned around, his hand on his heart, and saw Chen Ma and a woman who looked to be about fifty years old.
"That Chen Ma is a real devil! Whether she's talking or coming, no one says anything to her, she's always either popping out or sneaking out, scaring people half to death. That old hag is really going to kill me!" Deng Xiuzhen cursed inwardly, but greeted her warmly: "Chen Ma, you've arrived? Please have a seat, auntie."
Chen Ma pursed her lips, forced a smile, and said, "You have nowhere to sit? It's dusty everywhere, and there isn't a single decent stool. Everyone here is lame or broken-legged. I really don't understand how Qiu Xian has managed to survive all these years in a place like this."
Xiuzhen, I'm not talking about you. You just arrived, so it's not your fault that things are broken. You'll definitely have to redo them once you're here.
Don't be shy, your Aunt Fang and I just came to visit. No need to sit down. You go about your business, don't worry about us.
"I heard you spent 1,600 on this house?" Fang's mother glanced around the room and leaned over to ask.
"That's not all! She spent over a hundred dollars repairing the roof. This child, she didn't even ask the neighbors before buying the house. She's really ripped off now!" Chen's mother said, looking around.
“Then you’ve really lost out. My house has an extra room, and I only paid 1,300 for it.” Fang’s mother said, shaking her head.
“Look at this broken table, this crooked stool, how can they be used anymore? They all need to be replaced with new ones, which will cost a lot of money. Girl, you’re really wasting your mother’s money!” Chen Ma said, her nose and eyes almost contorted together.
As Chen's mother and Fang's mother looked around, they commented that nothing in the living room or kitchen was usable.
Indeed, everything from the dining table and chairs to the kitchen cabinets and stove was dilapidated.
The two then headed towards the bedroom. Deng Xiuzhen wanted to stop them, since the things inside were different from those outside, especially the flower bed and furniture, which were truly unique.
Although she didn't know much about antiques, she could tell they were good stuff.
The day before yesterday, Chen's mother told her that Huang Juxiang's mother never allowed outsiders into her bedroom, and that she was particularly cold. Not only did she not take the initiative to interact with people, but she was also reluctant to let others come to her house, as if to say, "You'd better leave quickly, I don't welcome you."
So even someone like Aunt Chen, who lived nearby and loved visiting others, only ever entered through the main gate and sat on the rickety stool. She never went into the bedroom, and the others didn't even enter Qiu Xian's main gate.
As Chen Ma spoke, she kept scoffing: Who would want to go into those dilapidated things, those dirty, dark houses?
She spoke casually, but Deng Xiuzhen could hear the curiosity and resentment in her voice.
So today, Chen Ma must be here to see what's in that room.
If Aunt Chen and the others see those things and tell others, and since she doesn't live here, she'll be hard-pressed to keep them from being targeted.
But she couldn't stop them from going in to see, Deng Xiuzhen was anxious but couldn't think of a solution.
Before she could think of a solution, Chen Ma had already pushed open the door.
"Bang!" With a loud noise, dust flew everywhere. Chen Ma got a mouthful of dust and went back, spitting out the dust repeatedly.
"Aunt Chen, are you alright?" Deng Xiuzhen quickly stepped forward and asked with concern.
"Hahaha, a dog that eats lime, all talk and no action!" Fang Ma said casually as she watched Chen Ma laughing so hard she couldn't stop.
"Fang Qiumei! You!" Chen Ma shouted angrily.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Fang's mother quickly stopped smiling and apologized.
She turned around but covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Don't laugh!" Chen Ma said angrily.
"I didn't laugh, I really didn't laugh!" Fang's mother assured Chen's mother with her back to her.
Your shoulders are shaking, you must be laughing!
"I wasn't laughing, I was just shaking off the dust." Fang's mother continued shaking without turning around.
"Hmph!" Aunt Chen snorted coldly and left.
Fang's mother ran out after her.
After they all left, Deng Xiuzhen closed the door and couldn't help but burst into laughter. Afraid that Chen Ma and the others would hear, she quickly covered her mouth, but she couldn't stop laughing until her stomach hurt. It took her a long time to recover.
Walking into the bedroom, I saw the furniture covered with a tattered sheet and then a tarpaulin. Fortunately, the tarpaulin was not pulled off or damaged.
She pressed the light switch, and the light that had been working perfectly a few days ago was now off.
Looking up, in the dim light, the roof beams were not very clear; only shadows could be seen, and it was impossible to tell where the dust had fallen from.
Looking down, I saw a gray bucket. The bucket wasn't broken, but there was a crack, and the gray around it was much thicker than the one next to it.
It seems that the bucket was the one that fell down just now.
The repairman who cleaned the house only replaced the tiles; he shouldn't have used this ash bucket, let alone had this kind of ash.
Deng Xiuzhen didn't understand where the bucket and the ash came from.
If it existed before, then I've gone in and out many times without ever falling down.
If it wasn't there before, then where did it come from? Did someone put it there in the last couple of days?
Deng Xiuzhen was startled: Who put it there? And why?
Hiding things? I bought this house and even had the roof repaired. I'm definitely going to come in. What could I possibly hide? Putting down a ash bucket and letting some dust fall won't stop me from coming in or searching for things.
Deng Xiuzhen couldn't understand it, but she sensed danger.
She glanced at the thick layer of dust and a few pieces of broken tile on the tarpaulin. After thinking for a moment, she decided not to clean it up: since she wasn't going to live there anyway, as long as she was the owner of the house and could sell it for money in the future, she didn't care what others had hidden there.
You're destined to be rich, so don't get caught up in these trivial matters; you might end up in trouble.
Let it be like this; it won't attract thieves or bother the person who keeps the ash bin.
Deng Xiuzhen locked the door and, as usual, went to buy groceries and cooked dinner at home.