"Brother, you promised Uncle Da, do we still have that much grain?"

"Don't take it all out. With dozens of people in our family, it would be a problem if we ran out of food."

Second Aunt Tian Xiaolan said.

"Don't worry, besides the enough food we have in this Green Mountain Lodge to last us for two years, there's also some stored in the valley."

Besides, the potatoes and sweet potatoes in the field will be ready for harvest soon, as will the corn.

This year's harvest is good, and the high-yield grain varieties can be promoted. Not to mention the distant future, at least the people in our village will no longer go hungry.

"The village must not be in chaos. If it falls into disarray, this secluded cottage on the green hillside, relying solely on the thorny thickets at the foot of the mountain, will be utterly ineffective against thieves."

Tian Xiaolan was relieved.

The village has been unusually lively lately, with a surge in the construction of bamboo houses.

Of course, beneath the surface of the excitement, there's something even more "exciting."

The Zhao and Liu families are neighbors and relatives.

The two men's wives are cousins; Zhao Heshan's wife, Miao Cuihua, is the eldest cousin of Liu Qingcai's wife.

Zhao Heshan's house was completely destroyed during this earthquake.

Liu Qingcai's family suffered minimal losses, but the makeshift chicken coop they had built earlier was also destroyed.

Both families are busy building new houses.

The village chief called for the use of bamboo to build houses, promoting the spirit of mutual help. As neighbors and relatives, the Liu family naturally offered their assistance.

Everyone was busy with their own affairs. After helping Zhao Heshan's family build two habitable bamboo houses, the villagers left.

Miao Cuihua was very dissatisfied with the fact that her family only had two rooms and demanded that more rooms be built.

However, since her own family didn't have enough manpower, Miao Cuihua set her sights on her cousin Miao Juhua's family.

The relationship between the two families is somewhat delicate, but the children get along quite well.

When someone begs for your help, how could you refuse? Liu Qingcai had five sons, named First Wolf, Second Tiger, Third Bear, Fourth Leopard, and Fifth Tiger.

Wu Hu is a simple and honest kid who never hesitates to work hard for his aunt's family.

On hot days, they not only help cut bamboo up the mountain but also help build houses.

He tried his best to help, but ended up not even getting a drink of water at his aunt's house. On that sweltering day, the young man suffered heatstroke and fainted.

This broke Miao Juhua's heart. After she hired a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to treat her son, she regained her spirits.

Under the blazing sun, Miao Juhua stood in her own yard and began cursing loudly towards Zhao Heshan's house to the east.

"Miao Cuihua, you shameless bastard! You're an aunt, and you've made your nephews work like slaves for your family all morning!"

They're either cutting bamboo or building houses, and you won't even give them a sip of water? Are you even human?

My perfectly healthy son suffered from heatstroke due to thirst.

That's not all. You even dare to go around ruining my son's reputation, saying that he doesn't do his job well, is lazy and slacking off, and that he built your bamboo house crookedly.

If you dislike my son's work so much, why didn't you say so sooner?

I don't remember your mouth being just for show.

If you think it's bad, why didn't you say so earlier? Do you really think I have nothing better to do?

You're a heartless person, even at your parents' home. Everything has to be to your liking, as long as you're comfortable.

We, your younger brothers and sisters, are all thorns in your side.

Considering we are cousins, married into the same village, and are neighbors, I'm too lazy to break ties with you and let the villagers laugh at our Miao family for failing to raise our daughters properly.

But what about you? You've gone too far!

How could you be so immoral? My son kindly built you a house, and you ruined his reputation, almost causing his newly arranged marriage to fall through.

Do you even consider yourself human?

Tomorrow I'll go back to the village and make things clear with the clan. I'll sever all ties with you, you heartless bastard.

Miao Cuihua was always competitive and ambitious at home. Taking advantage of her status as the eldest sister, she often bullied her younger siblings.

Of course, the younger brothers bullied them less, because boys were meant to carry on the family line.

Therefore, the girls below her, who were all her little maids, were the ones who were bullied the most.

Miao Cuihua thought that any maid who dared to resist must be beaten to death.

With his hands on his hips and outstretched like a teapot, he pointed at Miao Juhua and began to berate her.

"You little brat, Miao Juhua, you've really gone too far."

What does your son's heatstroke have to do with me? It's because he's not very healthy. Why don't other people get heatstroke?

Could it be that you, you shameless hussy, instigated this to try and extort money from my family by claiming it was heatstroke?

They're all real relatives, so what's wrong with them doing a little more work for me, their aunt? It won't tire them out.

And you even have the nerve to say your son does a good job?

Look at the houses other people build, they're all square and angular, but the houses your son built are all round and round.

They don't even use their brains when they're doing work. They pretend to be sick for no reason and even call a doctor. Who are they trying to see?

He clearly had ill intentions, yet he blamed me for making things up about him?

Your son is a bad person and not very bright. If the engagement is called off, please don't say it's because of me, his aunt.

Oh dear, I'm not taking the blame for this...

When Miao Cuihua saw that a large crowd had gathered, she sat on the ground and wailed, insisting that Miao Juhua had bullied her out of filial piety.

There are sanctimonious hypocrites everywhere, who won't feel pain unless the knife cuts them.

"Chrysanthemum, what's wrong with you? Look how angry you've made your sister. Quickly apologize to her, and this matter will be over."

"The sun is so bright, your sister will get sick again if she keeps crying like this."

The one who spoke was Jiang Yao'er, who had always been close to Miao Cuihua. She was also someone who wasn't afraid of making things worse, and her mouth was as sharp as a cotton-padded waistband.

Miao Juhua was furious and glared fiercely at Jiang Yao'er.

"Stop making sarcastic remarks. What happens between us cousins ​​is none of your business."

What do you mean I made her angry? Why doesn't she mention that my son worked for their family all morning and they didn't even give him a sip of water, causing him to suffer from heatstroke?

What do you mean by saying that her family's water is hard to come by, not even enough for everyone's drinking, and that my son should go home if he wants water? Is that even human language?

What kind of vicious person could say such a thing? They have absolutely no conscience.

Did you put an elixir of immortality in the water at Miao Cuihua's house?

You shameless bastard! If it weren't for your despicable actions, Miao Cuihua, I, Wu Hu, wouldn't have suffered such a terrible heatstroke.

Miao Cuihua, stop wailing and pretending to be innocent. I've had enough of your disgusting face.

From now on, we'll keep to ourselves, so you won't need to say such hurtful things under this blazing sun.

Sons, from now on, the affairs of Zhao Heshan's family have nothing to do with you, and you don't need to worry about being relatives anymore.

Didn't Miao Cuihua say that the house you built was bad?

"Were those bamboos you cut down? Come back, bring back the bamboo you cut down, and tear down the houses you built."

Well, the five Liu brothers, who were seething with anger, were just waiting for their mother to say those words.