That’s right, this incident was all caused by Li Ailan.

If she hadn't brought Jiang Qiu'e to the Li family, Jiang Qiu'e wouldn't have known that the Li family had fine grains.

The people of the Jiang family would not be like locusts, thinking of devouring the Li family.

Or, if the people of the Jiang family were not so greedy and didn't think about taking both food and the lives of Li Jinfeng and Zhang Xiu Lan, Li Jinfeng would not tell them about Jiang Xiaoqin's affair, at least not now!

After hearing what Li Dahu said, Li Ailan cried even harder.

But no one paid any attention to her.

Even Li Aiju, who had always been on the same page with her, felt a strong dislike for Li Ailan.

She no longer remembers what her mother was like.

Whether she has it or not doesn't make much difference to her, but she can't accept that her mother is cheating on her.

If she couldn't get married, she would never forgive her mother for the rest of her life.

As for this seventh sister, she is the main culprit!

Not worthy of sympathy.

"Jinfeng, is the wound on your forehead better?" Li Dahu looked at Li Jinfeng anxiously.

Li Jinfeng was stunned for a moment. It was the first time she heard Li Dahu care about her injury.

"There is no big problem for now," said Li Jinfeng.

"I'm sorry! If I, as your elder brother, hadn't taught Ailan well, you wouldn't have..."

With so many things revealed, Li Dahu had long been disappointed with his two sisters.

On the contrary, Li Jinfeng, my adopted sister, is much better than the other two in both character and personality.

"This has nothing to do with you! It's getting late. After dinner, go to the production team to work!" Li Jinfeng said.

She has no resentment towards Li Dahu and Li Dahe.

If they could show goodwill, Li Jinfeng wouldn't mind having two more friends.

"Yeah, okay!"

…

This time, there were more fine grains on the Li family's table for the first time.

Old Mrs. Li picked up two pounds of flour and weighed it. Excluding the part mixed with mud, there was still one and a half pounds left.

This time, under pressure from the Jiang family, all the dough was kneaded and made into noodles.

One pound of flour can make one and a half pounds of noodles.

One and a half pounds of flour can make a little more than two pounds of noodles.

Except for the fifth son Li Dahai who is studying in the town, there are currently ten people in the Li family. If divided equally, each person should be able to get about two taels of noodles.

But when it was Li Ailan and Li Aiju's turn, Li Fuman said, "Everyone is eligible to eat this, except Li Ailan and Aiju!"

They hadn't eaten last night and were already starving. They were still waiting for breakfast to fill their stomachs, but now they weren't even given breakfast.

Li Ailan and Li Aiju both cried out and started to cry.

But crying was useless. No one in the family dared to resist what Li Fuman said. What's more, everyone just knew that the Li family was almost harmed because of Li Ailan.

The others who were given noodles finished the noodles in their bowls with heavy panting.

After eating two taels of noodles and a bowl of clear soup, almost everyone was full and touched their stomachs with satisfaction.

Zhang Xiulan didn't touch the noodles in front of her, she just drank some soup.

She planned to leave the surface for Li Aiju and Li Ailan.

The noodles that belonged to them were divided among others by Li Fuman.

In other words, if she ate the noodles, it would be unknown when the Li family would have their next meal. What's more, the two of them had to go to work soon, and they couldn't work on an empty stomach.

After dinner, the people from the Li family went out to work one after another.

Because of the injury on her head, Li Jinfeng does not have to go to the production team to work for the time being.

However, she wanted to visit Zhang Xiaobao today and deliver some things to the Zhang family.