Qian Jincai didn't comment on his daughter Qian Meijuan's suggestion and said, "Then go discuss it with your two sisters. Anyway, just hurry up and prepare the meal. Your grandparents are hungry, so hurry up!"

After saying this, Qian Jincai no longer cared about anything else and went back to his room to lie down.

Qian Meijuan was very jealous of her cousin Qian Niandi from her second uncle's family.

Judging from her facial features, Qian Niandi looks average, far inferior to Qian Meijuan, and only slightly better than Sun Xiaohao, who took after Zhan Jinhua.

But she was born in a good family. No matter how her parents earned their money, she had been a city dweller since she was young. She had everything she ate, drank, and wore. When she put on those beautiful clothes, her temperament instantly improved. She looked completely different from a rural child.

Qian Meijuan felt that if she could have those beautiful clothes, she would be a thousand times more beautiful than Qian Niandi.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. However, her uncle and aunt had always sent a lot of money home, and everyone in the family benefited from it, so Qian Meijuan didn't dare show it. Now, Qian Niandi and her two younger brothers were like orphans.

She heard from the villagers today that her second uncle and second aunt had committed a serious crime and would probably be sentenced to many years in prison. If that was the case, would the three children of her second uncle have to stay in Luojiagou?

There are many people in the family, but no one can make money. Apart from raising pigs and farming to earn some income, we rely on my second uncle and aunt for support.

If I lose the few hundred dollars every month from my second uncle's family, and have to support three more children from his family, you can imagine how tight life will be in the future.

Qian Meijuan now felt that Qian Niandi and her two siblings would be living under someone else's roof in the future, and she was just a small master of the Qian family, so she could order them around at will.

Thinking of this, Qian Meijuan, who always felt that she was a head shorter than Qian Niandi, suddenly felt more confident. She shouted at Qian Niandi with a cold face: "Sister, it's noon now, you come to cook, grandma and grandpa are hungry and waiting for dinner!"

Qian Niandi has been in a gloomy mood since morning until now. She feels disgusted and angry about Qian Longbin's actions, and is also worried about Qian Longchuan's current situation.

But she knew that she was no longer qualified to care about Xiaochuan. Not to mention that Qian Longchuan had been seriously injured in order to save her, she was unable to protect Qian Longchuan from being hurt by his family. Just talking about the uncle surnamed Wu who might be Qian Longchuan's biological father, it was impossible for her to allow any contact between them.

If Xiaochuan was really stolen or bought by his parents, then the two families would be sworn enemies.

She didn't know what to do, and even if she had an idea, she couldn't do it now because her two younger brothers were still waiting to be taken care of.

The last time she saw Xiaoshu, he was only three or four years old, skinny and timid, his parents never cared about him. Thinking about Qian Longchuan, he wasn't his parents' biological child either. Could it be that these two children were stolen or bought?

But they left one of the two children at their grandmother's house and the other at their grandmother's house, without taking them with them. What was the point of doing this? She really couldn't understand this question.

The new little tree in our house is not as timid as the previous ones. It is white and plump, and looks very healthy and confident.

But she always felt that the way her brother looked at people made her feel uncomfortable, and she didn't know if it was her illusion.

Now, she takes three-year-old Qian Longfei to play with soil under the steps in the yard, and "New Little Tree" Sun Xiaohao moves a small stool and sits under the eaves of the wing room, watching them play quietly.

Qian Niandi saw how her parents loved the new little tree, and saw that his facial features were very similar to his mother's, so she was sure that this was undoubtedly her biological brother.

But she had no idea where this younger brother had gone before, how he suddenly returned to the Qian family, and why he still used the name Xiaoshu.

She wanted to build a good relationship with Xin Xiaoshu. After all, her parents were not around, and she had the responsibility to take good care of her two younger brothers.

But Xin Xiaoshu always avoided her questions and refused to play with them, which made her a little unsure how to get along with her new brother.

Hearing Qian Meijuan's call, Qian Niandi glanced at Qian Meijuan who was standing on the steps and asked, "How did you eat before?"

Qian Meijuan hated to see Qian Niandi always speaking so nonchalantly. Unlike her, she always felt a little nervous when facing her second uncle and second aunt's family who were from the city.

Qian Meijuan was a little annoyed by Qian Niandi's unhurried attitude in this situation. She said angrily, "My mom used to cook, but now she's gone, so there's no one left to cook. You can't let someone else serve your family of three, can you?"

Qian Niandi understood what Qian Meijuan meant. Now in her grandfather's family, Qian Meijuan and Qian Jincai were considered a couple, and her grandparents were also a couple. Only her own family had three people, so whoever had a larger family would be responsible for serving the whole family meals.

She didn't have the heart to argue with the Qian family about these things. After all, she and her two younger brothers did need to eat, so it wouldn't be a big deal to do a little more.

So she picked up Qian Longfei and called Xin Xiaoshu back to the house, fetched them some water to wash their hands, and then let them play on the cement floor on the steps for a while while she carried the firewood to the outer room.

I asked Qian Meijuan where the food was stored at home and scooped out some rice.

Although she can't cook a lot of fancy dishes, she can still cook basic home-cooked meals. Although my parents don't go back to my grandmother's house often, they go to my grandmother's house quite often, and each time they stay there they stay longer.

They were all in the countryside, and the basic skills of making fire and cooking with earthen pots and stoves were not difficult for her.

Soon, Qian Niandi lit the fire, boiled the water, and poured in the washed rice. While burning the fire, she stirred the rice in the pot with a spoon from time to time to prevent it from sticking to the pot.

When the rice was half cooked, I scooped it out with a colander and placed it in a basin.

Drain the rice soup from the pot, clean the pot and add clean water, put a steamer on the pot, put the rice bowl on it, cover the pot, start the fire again, and steam the rice.

It was noon and the weather was very hot. Qian Meijuan stood outside for a while and then got up and went back to the house to lie down. She had no intention of helping Qian Niandi.

When the pot was steaming and there was no need to keep the fire burning, Qian Niandi was about to go to the vegetable garden to pick some vegetables, but unexpectedly something went wrong again.