"Forget it, don't worry about it. Let's do whatever your grandfather says!" Wu Dafu said.

Because of the betrothal gift that the Wu family gave to Li Aizu before he married her, Li Fuman let Li Aizu take it all back to the Wu family when they got married. So Wu Dafu had some respect for Li Fuman in his heart.

After all, these days, many families rely on the little gift money from marrying off their daughters to supplement their family income, and rely on their daughters to raise enough money for their sons to marry off their wives.

There are not many families like Li Fuman, whose conditions are not good but who do not ask for any betrothal gifts.

"This is the only way for now. I don't know how to explain to those people in the production team. With all the noise they're making, I'm afraid they'll come over and ask about it." Li Aizhu hesitated and spoke.

With the way Li Aiju was shouting, the neighbors around would definitely know about it.

"Leave this matter to me!" said Wu Dafu.

"What do you say?" Li Aizhu asked worriedly.

"Just say he's a distant relative with poor brain function, and leave him here to recuperate. What do you think?" Wu Dafu asked.

Li Aizu thought about it and this was the only way.

Otherwise you can't explain why this person keeps screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

With a reason, Li Aizhu didn't try so hard and just kept persuading Li Aiju.

We all have to make a living, and you can’t have everyone revolve around you alone.

Perhaps knowing Li Aizhu's attitude, Li Aiju stopped calling out as usual.

Because they were so hungry, they finally calmed down.

Li Aizhu brought her lunch, a bowl of porridge and half a coarse steamed bun with wild vegetables that was harder than stone.

As soon as the meal was delivered, Li Aiju started to lose her temper, "What kind of meal is this? Didn't we all get our food? It's so shabby! How can we eat it?"

Li Aiju knew that each production team distributed grain during this period.

In previous years, when the Li family distributed grain, they would definitely eat a mixture of coarse grains and fine grains in the first few days to reward the Li family members who had exhausted their energy in the rush to harvest and plant.

"Why can't we eat this? Aren't they all food?" Li Aizhu asked.

"I don't care, I don't want to eat it!" Li Aiju looked spoiled.

If Li Aizhu was five or six years younger and had not given birth to a child, she might have considered the feelings of her sixth sister.

Now, she has several children, and they all eat like this, and no one complains.

Li Aiju was so disgusted that she didn't even want to say anything.

"It's up to you. Grandpa gave me thirty kilograms of coarse grains anyway. Eat it if you want, and don't eat it if you don't want!"

After saying that, he really ignored Li Aiju.

As the days went by, Li Aiju's temper became more and more violent, and she even broke a porcelain bowl from the Wu family.

Li Aizhu got angry once and didn't bring any food to Li Aiju for the whole day. After being hungry for a day, Li Aiju became much more obedient. She ate whatever was given to her and didn't complain that the food was not good. She just started to pretend to be pitiful.

"Third sister, to be honest with you, do you know why Grandpa sent me to you?"

Once, Li Aizhu brought food to Li Aiju, and Li Aiju started crying through the door.

After all, she was his biological sister, so Li Aizhu asked, "What's going on?"

"Grandpa is partial. He only dotes on that burden! He let that burden snatch my man away. Third sister, please let me go. I won't make a fuss anymore. I just want to see Lu Jianguo, wuwuwu..."

"Who?" Li Aizhu looked surprised.

"Lu Jianguo, the grandson of Grandpa's good friend. Third sister, you are my biological sister, right? You won't be like Grandpa and only favor Li Jinfeng, right?"