Old Lady Guan endured it for several times, but she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hey guys, our kids haven't eaten yet, please leave some for them."

"Your family is so stingy when it comes to cooking. You don't make more for relatives when they come over. We haven't even eaten much yet and it's gone."

"No one has much food at this time, and we need to have enough to visit relatives. You came to visit relatives empty-handed, and my family didn't say anything, did they?"

At this time, the second son of the Zhang family said to the old woman Guan: "Why are you nagging so much? There is no food left. Go and make some."

The Zhang brothers were used to being disrespectful at home. Aside from their father, they feared no one, not even their mother. They often acted as if their mother didn't hear them, never listening. In their minds, women were just objects, to be beaten until they obeyed. Their role was to work and bear children, because that was how their father treated their mother and eldest sister.

The brothers of the Guan family would definitely not accept Zhang Lao Er talking to Mrs. Guan like that!

Guan Lao San slammed his chopsticks on the table, stood up, and shouted at Zhang Lao Er, "Who the hell are you being disrespectful to? Are you talking to your mother like that? If you can't speak properly, I can teach you. But try yelling at my mother again. Are you tired of living like that?"

Zhang Cuihua was so anxious that sweat covered her forehead in the middle of winter. She was afraid that her father-in-law would be angry, that her mother-in-law would chase her brothers away, and that Guan Lao San would come back and beat her. But she didn't dare to blame her brothers for causing trouble for her.

Zhang Laoer was a scoundrel to begin with, fearing no one in the village and stealing things every day. But he was also very good at assessing the situation. Seeing the elder sister's face, which looked as grim as death, and remembering that he still had to "earn money" here recently, he immediately changed his expression, looking apologetic: "Auntie, I'm sorry. I was too harsh just now. Please don't take it seriously." Old Lady Guan ignored him.

"Brother-in-law, I ate everything before I was full. I just happened to say something when Auntie was talking. Hehe, don't mind it."

"This is my home. Eat if you want, eat if you want, and get out if you don't." Guan Laoliu hasn't gone out since he came back before the New Year. Things outside are not like before. There is nothing to eat or drink. Even his good friends are looking for food everywhere. It's so nice to have food and drink at home. He is also a scoundrel. Looking at the four Zhang brothers is like seeing himself. This is like meeting a kindred spirit.

"We're not leaving. My sister went home yesterday and asked us to come here to do handicrafts to earn money."

"What? Did your sister ask you to come here to earn money? Aren't you here to visit relatives and be back in the afternoon?" Old Lady Guan was anxious.

"Auntie, please ask my sister. She asked us to come."

"Old Third, what's the point of having all your brothers come to our house? What's the point of coming here to make money?"

"Mom, how about we go inside and talk?"

"Just say it right here so everyone can understand what's going on!"

Zhang Cuihua kept her mouth shut. What was she saying? She was too embarrassed to speak. Having been slapped in the face by her brothers was already enough of a joke for her sisters-in-law, and now to be scolded by her mother-in-law was the most humiliating thing she had ever experienced in years.

"Mom and Dad, my mother's family is out of food. All the food around the village has been eaten up. My parents and brothers have bloated themselves with Guanyin soil. I'm their daughter and sister, and I can't bear to watch them starve to death. I really have no other choice but to ask them to come to our village and do manual labor. At least they can earn money to buy some food."

"You have a good idea. Will the production team leader and village chief agree?" asked Old Lady Guan.

"Mom, can you and Dad look for my second brother?"

"How can I find him? That ungrateful bastard wants to stay away from our family. Where can I find him? Besides, the villagers won't agree to this."

"Dad, please help my parents!" Zhang Cuihua saw that the old woman Guan had kept her mouth shut and she couldn't say anything, so she could only ask her father-in-law for help.

"Old Third's family, we can't do it. Let your brothers eat and go back early. We don't have much food at home. When you leave, ask your mother to take 20 kilograms of basil flour back with you to keep you going. Otherwise, go to the countryside and look for some work."