As soon as the two of them entered the room, they smelled the aroma of meat. They opened the lid of the pot on the kang and found a pot of rabbit meat stewed inside. This portion of rabbit meat was very large. It could be seen that the other people didn't eat much. Wang Cuilan felt warm in her heart. Then he put the meat on another plate for his three grandchildren to eat. She picked up a bowl, took a bite of wild vegetables, and said while eating, "You know what's going on in that house down the mountain." "Ah." Lin Dawei's heart was cold, but he missed his old friendship too much and didn't want to treat his second brother's family harshly. He thought for a moment: "Let's give him something to eat." "No." I can hardly afford to eat at home, so I even go out for some food. What do I eat at home? Northwest wind? Besides, only Mrs. Wang's family moved out, but the third forest dweller's family didn't leave either. Not all the food, drink, and shit were produced by the family. Wang Cuilan's heart ached when she thought of the rapid decline in food supply in the past few days: "What are you thinking about?" "Do you think food falls from the sky?" Wang Cuilan wanted to stab her husband to death with chopsticks. She rolled her eyes: "But don't forget, can our family only eat half full like other families? The reason why my breasts are so close to my back is all thanks to my precious granddaughter!” "If it weren't for the great fortune of our little girl Rong, the extraordinary origins and the deep love from God, our family would be starving and skinny. You can't use my precious granddaughter's things as a favor."
Wang Cuilan took a sip, which made her wife's face turn red. "Hmph, you can weigh it yourself." Wang Cuilan curled her lips. Seeing her wife's thoughtful expression, she knew that he had listened. She didn't say anything more. When she heard the door to the front yard being pushed open and the noise of several children, she knew that several grandchildren and granddaughters were returning home from school. Opening the door and calling the three grandsons to come in for dinner, Wang Cuilan gave two pieces of meat to Dani and Erni. Wang Cuilan specifically pointed out: "This is the kind of meat Rong can only eat after killing an old rabbit that Rong has raised for two years." San Fu made a move and slowed down his eating of meat. Thinking about how much his sister liked that rabbit, he felt a little sour in his heart. If the family hadn't been poor and there were such a group of excellent relatives who were trying to steal people's food, how could he have eaten it? Where's the rabbit? "Third rich man, if you don't eat it, I will." The second rich man saw the third rich man eating rabbit meat absentmindedly, and felt that he was a little ignorant. He finally ate the meat once, but his face was filled with distress and reluctance. Isn't this a fool? , and wanted to grab it, but San Fu slapped his hand down. "Let's go." He snatched a few pieces of rabbit meat from the second rich man in one breath. The third rich man ran to the backyard with the bowl and pushed open the door of the west wing. When he saw his sister was about to put her clothes in the wash basin, he quickly put the bowl down. He walked over and helped her wash it: "Why are you changing clothes? Didn't you just wear these this morning?" "Third brother, they are all that Wang Laidi. Their family simply defeats me." I get angry when I mention this. This top was sewn by Zhou Zhaodi stitch by stitch. She usually wore it carefully for fear of getting scratched, but Wang Laidi actually threw her into a pit because of the imbalance. Originally, I wanted to take a step back and enjoy the vast world, but now when I look at my clothes, I feel angrier the more I think about it. Fortunately, my father came back for revenge. Otherwise she would be furious. After telling the three rich people, Lin Xiangrong said angrily: "I don't want to talk to her anymore." "Okay, then don't talk. I'll wash it. You go and eat the rabbit meat." Speaking of rabbit meat, San Fu looked embarrassed. He touched the back of his head and coughed: "I told you to eat the rabbit you raised." , it seems a little wrong, but eating meat is good for your health, you should eat more." "I've eaten it." ‘Pfft’ he laughed out loud. This idiot San Fu actually thought that she would not be able to eat rabbit meat. With Lin Yuannan here, how could he not be able to eat it?
Her father loves his daughter the most. "Eat quickly, then I'll go get some water first and boil a pot of hot water for Mom to soak her feet before she comes back." When Lin Xiangrong got busy, he first boiled a pot of hot water. After watching the three rich people help him wash his clothes after dinner, he went over to help him, clumsily stepping on his feet, and hung up the washed clothes together. Just sat down. The front yard was quiet. It seems that Wang Cuilan's words deceived Grandma Wang and her family. I just don’t know how long it can last. But it doesn't matter, the widow will be here soon. It's time to watch a play. After a while, Zhou Zhaodi returned home with a tired look on her face. After eating two mouthfuls of warm food, she was about to boil water to wash her feet. When she picked up the kettle, she found it was heavy. When she opened it, she saw that it was filled with hot water. Who boiled the water? Zhou Zhaodi was thinking about this issue while soaking her feet. "Master, did you heat the hot water?" When Lin Yuannan came back after completely covering the toilet, Zhou Zhaodi couldn't wait to say: "It's still very hot." "not me." What hot water? Lin Yuannan, who had been discussing matters with his two brothers in the front yard from beginning to end, was startled. He rubbed the back of his head: "I just arrived in the backyard. It must have been burned by San Fu. You can ask San Fu." Neither of them thought that it was their daughter who burned it. She is too young. She is only four years old. She is a little soft and glutinous dumpling. Her smile is sweet and cute. Her big eyes are black and white. She makes people like her just by looking at them. She is reluctant to call her the same as other girls. Do all the work. The couple, who had never let Lin Xiangrong do any work, never thought that it was Lin Xiangrong who boiled the water. This is why Lin Yuannan was so angry when he heard that Wang Laidi asked his daughter to feed chickens and even taught her a lesson. My daughter is usually reluctant to do this or that, so why do you have to let her do the work? If you do more work, you won't make a thousand yuan overnight. Until the third rich man said with a surprised look on his face: "It wasn't me, it was my sister who cooked it. She was so good. She filled the bowl with water little by little and even washed the clothes by herself." The third rich man did good deeds without leaving his name. "What?" Her daughter, whom she had held in her hands and cared for since she was a child, and who wished she could hold her in her mouth, actually washed her clothes and heated hot water by herself? Did you burn your hands? Zhou Zhaodi couldn't sit still for a moment. She got up and ran to the side room. She pushed open the door and saw Lin Xiangrong sitting on a wooden bed, weaving a cage with flattened vines. She strode over and grabbed her daughter's hand. Looking through it. "It's good that you didn't get burned." While he breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help complaining: "Don't boil water and work if you have nothing to do. Mom doesn't want you to serve me. Just keep playing happily. Why do you do this? Mom and your dad will do it. And Where is your brother? It’s your turn.” There are many vines in this room, and there are woven baskets and covered cages on the ground. Because Lin Xiangrong was independent since she was a child, she went to sleep in the side room when she was three years old. Usually Zhou Zhaodi would not go in easily without permission, so she didn't know what Lin Xiangrong was doing. Now seeing cages and baskets all over the place, he frowned slightly and said, "What are you doing weaving so many baskets and cages?"
"I want to sell it and make money." Since he was discovered, he didn't hide too much. Lin Xiangrong looked at Zhou Zhaodi expectantly with his big eyes: "Mom, I made a cage and sold it in the town. Do you agree?" success? Zhou Zhaodi's first reaction was no. Lin Xiangrong has been weaving cages since he was young. Will his hands be useless in the future? If such white, soft and chubby hands have calluses, it will be very distressing if someone accidentally cuts them. But after looking at Lin Xiangrong's moist eyes, she softened her heart again. Zhou Zhaodi struggled for a while: "Yes, yes, but if the harvest is not good, you are not allowed to do it. Mom is raising you and she will never let you suffer." Yes. You are not allowed to make it up, your dad is responsible for everything!"
