Siheyuan: At the beginning, you can absorb good luck to stay alive.

After Mei Wenhua cooked the rice, he checked the dishes in the kitchen and found that there was enough for tonight, so he left it alone.

I walked out of the kitchen to watch my uncle loading a bicycle.

My uncle's skills were very good. When Mei Wenhua came out, she was already adjusting the seat cushion.

"Okay, Xiao Meilan, you try riding it. If the height is not suitable, I will adjust it for you!"

"Thank you, uncle, you are so awesome! Not only are the dishes delicious, but your skills in loading bicycles are also top-notch!" my sister kept praising me.

The uncle was immersed in his sister's praise and his eyes narrowed with a smile.

Watching my sister riding a bike in the yard like an old father.

"Ahem! Uncle, it's time to cook, otherwise there will be no food to eat tonight!"

The eldest uncle turned to look at Mei Wenhua, ignored his presence, continued to look at his sister and asked, "Xiao Meilan, is there nothing wrong with the bike?"

"Uncle, there's no problem. I feel very comfortable riding it, even better than my mother's bicycle!"

My uncle felt relieved after watching his sister ride her bicycle twice in the yard.

"Little Wenhua, come and help me wash the vegetables!"

Mei Wenhua: "..." Why do you feel that you are treated differently by your uncle?

No way.

I could only follow my uncle back to the kitchen and wash the vegetables obediently under his command.

Mei Wenhua was in charge of washing the vegetables, while her uncle had already started cutting the meat. The two of them cooperated tacitly and quickly prepared the ingredients.

"Okay, you can go out. I'm going to start cooking. Don't interfere with my performance here!" The uncle waved Mei Wenhua out of the kitchen.

"Cross the river and demolish the bridge!"

Mei Wenhua glared at her uncle and ran out of the kitchen when she saw him raising the spoon.

It seems that another opportunity to steal another lesson has been lost!

My uncle cooks very quickly. It didn’t take long to prepare a table full of dishes.

Mei Wenhua went into the kitchen and took out the bowls and chopsticks, and the whole family started eating happily.

Mei Wenhua's family had a happy meal, but the situation at Qin Huairu's family was not so good.

After Qin Huairu borrowed the red potion from the family of the first uncle Yi Zhonghai, she carefully applied the potion to the stick stem.

Qin Huairu's movements were already very slight, but the penis was still grimacing in pain.

This made Jia Zhang feel distressed.

"Qin Huairu, do you want to kill my precious grandson? Can't you be gentler?"

"Didn't you see that my precious grandson is in pain? He is clumsy!"

"If there is no me in this family, how can my poor grandson live?"

Qin Huairu was so worried about her mother-in-law that she felt very anxious.

The movements of the hands also became larger, and the damaged skin on the head of the stick was picked up.

"Ah!...It hurts!..."

Bangge screamed again.

"Son, please be patient, you'll be fine soon!" Qin Huairu said distressedly.

I have been very careful, poor son, my mother didn't do it on purpose.

Mrs. Jia Zhang couldn't stand it anymore and snatched the red potion from Qin Huairu's hand, "Qin Huairu, get out of here and let me apply the lotion on my precious grandson. You are just applying the lotion on me. You are clearly trying to get my precious grandson." life."

Qin Huairu saw her mother-in-law grabbing the red potion and quickly let go.

It's just that Jia Zhang didn't hold it firmly and the red potion fell directly to the ground.

Qin Huairu had quick eyes and quick hands and quickly picked up the red potion.

Most of the red potion inside has been spilled.

"Qin Huairu! Look at the good thing you have done. If you want my grandson to die, just say it. There is no need to spread such expensive red potion on the ground!"

"You think I don't know. You wish something would happen to my precious grandson so that you could remarry!"

"I'm telling you, as long as I'm here, don't even think about it. I won't let my precious grandson suffer!"

"Okay, I didn't mean it. If you hadn't snatched it, the red potion wouldn't have fallen to the ground!" Qin Huairu couldn't stand it anymore.

If it weren't for this family, would she be able to do this?

Now the family has five mouths to eat, and I have to work alone to earn wages.

My monthly salary has to be handed over to my mother-in-law, and I am reluctant to spend money on food. If I don’t give myself any money, I have to find a way by myself.

What can I do?

She has rejected so many people so that her children would not suffer.

Even though this is the case, my mother-in-law still doesn't understand her, and she scolds me for wanting to remarry!

When will this day end?

Banggeng felt even worse when he saw his mother and grandma quarreling.

The key is that the wound on my forehead really hurts.

"Can you please stop arguing and finish applying the red liquid for me first?"

"It takes a long time to apply the medicine, and no one even cooks the food!"

"My dear grandson, are you hungry? Grandma will go and make you something to eat right away!" Jia Zhang changed her attitude immediately when she saw Bangge speak.

He clapped his hands and ran towards the kitchen.

Qin Huairu wiped her tears and quickly applied red lotion on the stick.

"Son, apart from the wound on your forehead, where else do you need to apply the medicine?"

"I'll do it myself. You hurry up and cook. Grandma's food doesn't taste good!" Banggeng took the red potion, rolled down his pants, and rubbed the red potion on his knees.

Qin Huairu looked at Banggeng, and after thinking about it, she walked into the kitchen.

Xiaodang and Huaihua watched silently, not daring to speak.

"Gu... gu..."

My stomach was growling with hunger, and I could only cover my stomach with my hands, not daring to speak.

When grandma and mother get angry at home, they don't dare to get into trouble.

Especially after Banggeng came back, grandma only had eyes for her brother Banggeng, and the two of them did not dare to speak.

Nowadays, the delicious food at home is all delicious.

I remember when we were little, the two of them could still be a bit different.

Now they can only wait until their brother Banggeng is done eating before they can move.

Banggeng is now only focusing on applying red lotion on himself and doesn't care about the situation of his two sisters.

Especially since his two younger sisters could still go to school, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He can't even go to school himself!

Even if I can't learn anything after going to school, I still hope to go to school because there are many people playing in the school.

Maybe you can get money from elementary school.

After a while, Qin Huairu came out with cooked sweet potatoes and said, "It's time to eat. Let's make some food for you tonight. Mom will prepare something delicious for you tomorrow."

Mrs. Jia Zhang also came out with cornstarch, "My dear grandson, let me eat cornmeal for you."

Bangjie felt uncomfortable looking at the sweet potatoes brought by her mother and the corn paste served by her grandma.

What day is this?

It feels like the food I ate in prison is no different.

Thinking of the dishes I saw at Mei Wenhua’s house last night, there were two plates of meat!

What people live is called life, and what they eat is called dinner.

Doing this in your own home is like feeding pigs!

You must find a way to make money, and you must eat meat!

Bangge secretly swore in his heart that he must make money and eat meat!

While thinking about it, he took the corn paste from Jia Zhang.

Just pick up the bowl and drink!

"Ah!... Hot, hot, hot... spit, spit, spit..."

Banggeng was so painful that he burst into tears and vomited all the cornstarch he drank into the bowl!

The tongue I bitten last night was burned again!

It feels like my tongue is no longer my own!

I really wanted to drop the bowl, but I couldn’t bear to part with the corn mush in the bowl. If I dropped it, there would be nothing to eat!

It's all tears!

Why are you so unlucky?