Chapter 292 (1/2)

Father Zhu and his four sons all came to help. Wang had no choice but to make room for Wang Decheng and Wang Dehai. Now there are three people from Chenjia village living in the Wang family, so it seems a little crowded. But fortunately, the Zhu family are not picky. There is a place to sleep.

”I'm really sorry. We came in a hurry. We were going to go back to live again. Alas, it's all my greed.” father Zhu said with a red face.

He had planned to help during the day and go back at night. He'd better not even eat here. How can Wang promise? So Zhu Rongrong asked them to stay there.

Mrs. Chen came with her daughter-in-law and slept in their house. These days, seeing that Tian Yuqiao was in no danger, Eryuan brothers volunteered to go back to the mountain.

Now she can live, Tian Yuqiao thought. If Zhu Rongrong's house is built quickly, she will simply add a few more houses. Anyway, she plans to hire some people to help in the future.

At dinner, father Zhu and father Zeng, together with Wang Decheng, Wang Dehai and several brothers of the Zhu family, drank a lot one by one. It's really rare to have a thousand cups of wine with a confidant. These old men get together and really gossip.

Tian Yuqiao didn't expect that men could gossip like this. Listening to them exchanging things in their village, Tian Yuqiao couldn't help laughing several times.

At the old house of the Tian family, Li had planned to let the eldest, the third and the reading Lang go to Tian Yuqiao's house to make money. As a result, boss Ma and his wife, accompanied by the housekeeper, came to rely on the mountain village that night.

Ma heard Qiuyue say that her parents were coming. She immediately wanted to go to the ground. The nanny quickly hugged her and said, ”my little aunt, you can't go down. Fortunately, this house is newly built. Otherwise, if the wind blows through, you will suffer for most of your life.”

”Hahaha, I heard my daughter gave birth to a fat grandson?” boss Ma walked in with a smile.

As a result, as soon as I entered the house, I saw a ball of cloth wrapped around my son-in-law's head with blood on it. It seems that there is still a wound on his face, and the hand print on his head is quite clear. Depending on the size, it should have been beaten by a woman.

Boss Ma immediately frowned, looked at his daughter and said, ”Saihua, did you beat your husband again?”

Mrs. Ma also said, ”you can't be so capricious anymore. Don't be so heavy next time. By the way, where's the child? Show me.”

Mrs. Feng hurried to bring the child. The little guy was sleeping soundly. Wrapped in a red quilt with white broken flowers, it looks like a small candle.

”Let me be a grandfather first.” boss Ma smiled and was about to pick up the child.

The groom immediately quit, grabbed the child, glared at him angrily and said, ”you have thick hands and big feet, how can you hold the child? The child is still so small, you can't hold it for you. How can you flash your waist?”

”Cut, where did he get his waist? He only grows his waist at the age of 80. Hurry up and hug my baby grandson.”

”Get up, I'll sit on the Kang and I'll hold it. Just stay next to you. Don't wake the child up. He should make a noise then.”

Mahal's tears flowed down, feeling full of grievances. Now it's like a flood with the gate open, eager to pour out.