As Shuiqing opened her eyes, she saw the dilapidated room, half a piece of darkened bread, and five children with malnutrition, their faces full of concern. Eldest sister-in-law sneered, “It’s ...
Building a wall is not as simple as just making adobe bricks.
First, you have to clear away the weeds and wild trees on your contracted section of road, then dig the foundation, and transport stones from the mountain to build the foundation.
Each household is responsible for removing the wooden and bamboo splinters from the walls.
So after they dispersed, each family went back to assigning their own tasks.
The strong men made adobe bricks, the women went to cut down miscellaneous trees and weeds and brought them back as firewood, the older boys went to the mountains to transport stones, and the girls stayed at home to whittle wood and bamboo.
Zhang Chunhua was so angry when she saw the mud-brick-making job that her parents had assigned her that she wanted to throw it away.
Why is it that other people's daughters only need to stay at home whittling wood and bamboo, while she has to make adobe bricks?
Which family's daughter needs to do heavy physical labor?
Her parents really don't care about her.
Suddenly, Ding Jiajia came to mind. She was a fair-skinned and tender girl with a round and radiant face, who didn't look like she had ever suffered.
She also did manual labor, but her work could be turned into money, attracting everyone to her.
Not only did Ding's family not need her to make the adobe bricks, but neither did her parents, as Hu Wenhua would help them.
Why should she? Just because she has good parents, does that mean she can live a good life?
"What are you dawdling for! It'll be dark soon if we don't go now!" Zhang the Bald's impatient voice rang out.
Aunt Zhang kept muttering, "Chunhua, you're the most efficient worker, and you're so strong. You're a real expert at doing chores. Your parents are counting on you."
Our family got the shortest share, but there aren't many of us, so you'd better hurry, or we might not make it in time.
Zhang Chunhua bit her lip. It was always like this: her father was ruthless and her mother was weak, so in the end, all the work fell on her shoulders.
She glanced back at her parents; in their low, dimly lit thatched hut, they were now discussing what to cook for her younger brother that evening.
She absolutely has to get married, and to a good family, so she can live a life of luxury!
Hu Wenhua was the best person she could choose.
He'll be back in two or three days. Then... Mother said that men can't control themselves in that way, especially men who haven't had sex before. Hu Wenhua looks like he has great stamina. If things get out of hand, the Hu family won't be able to accept it.
The plot of land allocated to Sun Jinhua's family was neither short nor long, and the old village chief did not deliberately make things difficult for them.
The family has many men, all of whom are of working age, which makes the villagers very envious. They all say that their family is the most relaxed and there is nothing to worry about.
But the family had no way to express their suffering.
Other families eat two dry meals a day, or three meals a day, even if it's just black flour and potatoes, and everyone is full. But my family only eats two meals a day and is only half full. Before the next meal, we are so hungry that our limbs feel weak and listless.
How can I have the strength to do heavy physical labor!
"Mother, why don't we secretly go to Zhaodi and ask her to save some of the food from Second Aunt's house and send it to us?" Fan Sanzhu quietly suggested.
He saw the food in Zhao Di's bowl today, and there was so much of it!
Even if you gave him a son, let alone a son, he would be well-fed.
In just over a month, Zhao Di's cheeks have become noticeably fuller and rosier, and she has also grown a little taller. This is clearly because she has not been treated differently at her second aunt's house and has been eating well.
"Zhao Di is such a fool, still thinking about coming back. If you ask me, it would be so much better to stay at Second Aunt's house where there's plenty of food and drink," Fan Sizhu muttered softly.
Fan Qian, who was standing next to him, slapped him on the back of the head and scolded, "There's no place like home! Zhao Di wanting to come back proves she hasn't forgotten her roots!"
Go find her secretly, without letting anyone else see you. Tell her that her parents and grandmother are hungry at home, and she will definitely save up some food to send over.