A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

Wen Meijiu carried the pot into the house, and the three little ones followed him out the back door. They followed him very closely all the way. They were drooling at the thought of eating meat.

She asked the three children to close the wooden gate of the front door as soon as they entered, and then lock the door of the house after entering.

After warming up the wine and carrying the pot into the inner room, I found that Mother and Jin Xiang were surrounding Father and persuading him to eat meat.

Dad, it’s not that I don’t want to eat. I’ve been hungry all night. But this meat belongs to the prince. If I really eat it, how can I explain to the prince?

“His father, just take a bite, the wine has already been said, she will explain it to Prince Wang.

Prince Wang is so rich, he probably doesn't care about this wolf. "

"No matter how rich they are, it's theirs. What does it have to do with us?

The prince has released the slaves who made the wine. This is already a great gift from heaven. How can we take advantage of it?"

Dad was very calm when he said this. He didn't blame anyone else. It was all caused by himself and he had no face to eat the meat.

"Dad, even if you don't want to eat it, the meat has been cooked. Do you want to watch your whole family starve to death?"

My mother’s mouth was dry from trying to persuade me, but my father wouldn’t listen.

Jinxiang had swallowed several times. She didn't dare to eat without her mother's order.

"Mom, stop trying to persuade me. Dad won't eat, so we'll eat."

Wen Meijiu put the pot on the ground next to him, and without thinking twice, he dragged three grass balls from the side and put them on the table. He sat on one of them, reached out to take a piece of more conspicuous meat in the pot, and handed it to his mother.

Mother took the meat awkwardly, broke off a big piece and handed it to Jinxiang who was sitting next to her.

Jinxiang took the meat but didn't dare to eat it. She bit her lip and watched for a while.

The rule their mother set for them since they were young is that as long as their father is at home, no one else can move until their father starts eating.

Over the years, the three children have followed this rule very well.

"Eat it, what are you waiting for?"

Wen Meijiu pushed Jinxiang's hand and pushed the meat into her slightly opened mouth. Jinxiang held it slightly, neither taking it in nor out.

Wen Meijiu suddenly laughed. As he laughed, he took out another piece of rotten meat from the pot, tore off a small piece, walked around a long way, stood at the head of the bed and stuffed the meat into his father's mouth, covered it with his hand, and said half-jokingly:

"Don't vomit. If you vomit, your daughter will be deprived of her dignity. This is my gift to you."

Mother was stunned, Jinxiang was stunned, and even the three little ones who came in were stunned.

Wen Meijiu was not like this before. It was not a question of whether she dared or not, but that she would never do such a thing. She was a quiet and sensible girl.

Seeing her husband lying on the bed, trying hard to raise his eyelids to look at his eldest daughter standing at the head of the bed, the mother was a little worried that her father would be embarrassed.

She was just about to persuade Wen Meijiu not to treat her father in such a simple and rough way, but her father had tears in his eyes and his Adam's apple gulped as he swallowed the piece of meat.

Mother quickly stepped forward to save the situation, patted Wen Meijiu's hand, and said, "Don't choke your father."

Wen Meijiu's hand did not move away. He ignored his mother's words and continued to cover his father's mouth, saying:

"Dad, do you think it's better to be dead or alive?"

Dad was still crying and didn't say a word.

Wen Meijiu knew that his father must be thinking at this moment that he was a burden to the family, and if he died, the family would save some food.

Dad had tried to commit suicide before, but Mom saved him. He hasn't completely let go of death, and once something triggers his emotions, he'll be unable to get out of his gloomy world.

"Jinxiang, Yuanbao, Yuancai, Lanling, eat your meat in big mouthfuls. Eat in front of my father. Hurry up."

Wen Meijiu suddenly loosened his hands, put his hands on his hips and ordered the children.

Yuanbao and Yuancai came here just to eat meat, and they had been craving for it for a long time. Once they received the order, they opened their stomachs wide and ate more.

Lanling was still hesitant because of his upbringing, but when he saw Yuancai and Yuanbao's posture, he was afraid that they would eat it all, so he no longer cared about any rules and picked up a piece and started eating with them.

Jinxiang was wrapped up and bit the flesh gently, not daring to move too much.

"Dad, did you see it?

These children are waiting for you to raise them. Do you want to die and leave all these responsibilities to my mother alone?"

Dad was really watching, looking at these children who were eating so voraciously. It really was like the saying, 'the little boys are going to eat the dad out of money'. They can really eat a lot, and it makes people jealous just looking at them.

Dad watched the busy meal scene, and Wen Meijiu was looking forward to the future for him.

"Dad, don't think it's difficult now. When they grow up, they will be lively boys and girls, talking and laughing around you. Wouldn't you be happy to see them?"

Dad nodded happily, and the scene of the children growing up in several years really appeared before his eyes. He didn’t know if he could survive until that time.

"I am a useless person. If I stay alive, I will either take up your food rations or cause trouble to your lives."

"Who said that?

You can write and do math. When our family has money, I will open a very big food store with all kinds of food. You can eat whatever you want. You will be the shopkeeper, I will be the clerk, and mother will be the boss. Isn't this a wonderful life?"

Jin Xiang, who was sitting next to him, was anxious. She chewed some meat and asked vaguely:

"What about me? Why am I not here?"

Wen Meijiu raised his finger, poked Jin Xiang on the forehead, and said with a smile:

"How can we do without you? You are so clever, I will definitely reward you with a job as an errand boy."

Yuan Bao interrupted and asked, "Sister Meijiu, is there any for me?"

Wen Meijiu was happy and said, "Yes, you are smart, so you can be an accountant."

Yuanbao had never been to school, so he didn't know if he could do the math correctly, and he felt very conflicted for a moment.

Yuancai interrupted Yuanbao, slapped his hands full of oil on his chest, and asked anxiously: "Sister Meijiu, what about me, what about me?"

Wen Meijiu almost laughed out loud as she moved her fingers up and down in the air. The children were so active that she couldn't think of a suitable position for a moment.

"You, you are cute, just be a fortune-bringing boy."

"What is a fortune-bringing boy?"

Before Yuancai could finish his question, Lanling refused to give in. This was his home and Wen Meijiu was his sister. Why should others get in first when he hadn't even chosen the store that was opened by his family?

"Forget it if you don't want to do it. I want to be a fortune-bringing boy. I am the fortune-bringing boy."

When he heard the word "wealth", Lanling felt that he was rich and he had to grab the title.

"Don't grab it, don't grab it, Lanling, this belongs to Yuancai, and my eldest sister has other plans for you."

"No, I want this. This is our store. Why can't I be a fortune-bringing boy?"

Lanling was very stubborn because he knew that money was important and must not fall into the hands of outsiders.

"This is mine. I asked Sister Wine first."

Yuancai disagrees.

"This is mine, the shop is mine, I have the final say."

Lanling was not convinced.

Dad burst out laughing. A group of kids were arguing so seriously over something that didn't make sense.

Wen Meijiu caught it as expected, looked at his father and asked:

“Isn’t life beautiful and worth every effort for us to live?”

Dad wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and said:

"You're dreaming, but where will the money come from?"