Zhang Siyu was involved in a car accident. When she opened her eyes again, she was in a small fishing village in the 1960s, as Cheng Zhenzhu, a widow single-handedly raising three children.
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Cheng Zhenzhu looked at Liu Tiao, who only had a small head sticking out, and teased him, "You pulled off your brother Er Tiao's quilt. He will punish you when he comes back."
"Haha~" Liu Tiao kicked the bed twice with a smile on his face, not knowing the feeling of worry at all...
"Mom, Aunt Yumei gave me two salted duck eggs and said thank you for the food I gave her." Peng Ertiao, who had been playing outside for a while, ran into the house with his little face flushed and his head and limbs filled with joy.
"Have you thanked Aunt Yumei?" Cheng Zhenzhu helped Ertiao wipe his face clean.
"Thank you." Peng Ertiao nodded, handed the eggs to his mother, and then found Liu Tiao hidden in his quilt.
"Guuuu~guuu~quau~quau~" Liu Tiao pulled open the quilt and spoke baby talk to his second brother.
"Six!" Peng Ertiao put his hands on his hips, looking angry.
Cheng Zhenzhu withdrew from the battlefield and watched Ertiao teach Liutiao how to fold the quilt.
"Woo woo~" The bound Rokujo was somewhat unhappy, but he couldn't resist his brother Nijo at all, so he could only surrender reluctantly.
Peng Ertiao looked at the newly stacked tofu blocks with great satisfaction. But the next second, Liutiao flipped them over...
Lu Fangan is such a naughty kid. Cheng Zhenzhu glanced at Liu Tiao, who had an innocent look, and then at Er Tiao, who had a stern face, and tried hard to hold back her laughter.
"Liu Tiao, I'll teach you how to fold it again. If you lift the quilt again, I'll beat you. Do you understand?" Er Tiao raised his fist at Liu Tiao.
Rokujo had no idea what that meant. He grabbed his brother Nijo's fist and started chewing it, making Nijo groan in anger...
Cheng Zhenzhu watched the "intimate" interaction between the two brothers, put away the scissors and needlework, and then went to the kitchen to start preparing the duck.
She was going to stew duck for the kids in the evening. There were two ducks in total, and she planned to stew one and stir-fry the other.
After cleaning the duck, Cheng Zhenzhu lit the stove and began to stew it. Actually, the portable space had both electricity and gas, making stewing very convenient, but she felt that stewing over wood was more fragrant.
Since she has time now and is not afraid of trouble, she will just stew it in a big iron pot...
After stewing the duck, Cheng Zhenzhu returned to her room. She didn't have enough time to make a cushion today, but she could still make two pillows.
Inside the room, Er Tiao was already annoyed by Liu Tiao, but he was very proud of himself when he got an apple.
The apple is delicious, and Liu Tiao is so well behaved, I can give him a little bit...
Cheng Zhenzhu made the pillow and estimated that the time was about right, so she turned off the heat and cut some yam and winter melon and put them in the pot.
"It smells so good!" A voice came to Cheng Zhenzhu's ears. It was from a...
Peng Yitiao moved his nose and stared at the lid of the pot, as if he wanted to see through the lid and see what was inside.
"Mom stewed a duck. You can do your homework first, play for a while, and then you can eat."
"Okay!" Peng Yitiao nodded, immediately took out his homework book and ran to the living room. Today he had to copy words and do math, so he needed to think carefully for a while...
When Cheng Zhenzhu returned to the room, San Tiao had already woken up. Cheng Zhenzhu gave each of them an apple.
The second and sixth ones have already been eaten, so of course there are none.
But Liu Tiao was a smart boy. Since he didn't have it, he looked at his two brothers with a longing face.
Faced with six such fish, what could one do? Naturally, he would give it to the fish. The third fish didn't guard the food and directly handed it to his second brother to take a bite.
Then the four brothers happily shared the apple.