A child suddenly appeared behind Chen Qiuxia. Seeing that there were only three buns, he picked up a stick and started hitting Mo Yunmei.

When Mo Yunmei asked, he replied matter-of-factly, "We have five children in our family. How can we divide three buns among them? Go and get a few more."

That's how people are. When they don't have something, they want a little bit; when they get a little bit, they want more.

Chen Qiuxia thought to herself, seeing how easily Mo Yunmei could give her so many steamed buns, that the Mo family must have prepared a lot, so taking a few more wouldn't be a problem. They could each have one, and they wouldn't be hungry that night.

Mo Yunmei was in a dilemma. She knew perfectly well how she had gotten the steamed buns; she was sure she would be scolded when she got back. She had already alerted her family, and going back would definitely make it difficult to get them back.

But Chen Qiuxia and her brother wanted one steamed bun each, so they kept urging Mo Yunmei to take it out.

Mo Yunmei impulsively agreed and ran back home.

Chen Qiuxia smiled dismissively, looking at the steamed buns in her pocket with a smug expression.

Su Nanxi knew about Mo Yunmei's matter, but she didn't care and it wasn't her place to interfere.

When Mo Yunmei returned, unsurprisingly, she didn't get a single steamed bun, and she herself was left without any. Seeing her nephews and nieces enjoying their buns, she felt extremely hungry and asked her youngest son, Mo Dongcheng, for some.

Mo Dongcheng loudly refused, "No! I only have one, and I want to eat it!"

Mo Yunmei was so frightened that she almost covered his mouth. After confirming that there was no food, she went back to her room in a huff.

That night, Su Nanxi boiled an egg in a small pot for Mo Qinghe.

Ugh! This pot is burning!

Just one egg!

Sigh! There's nothing we can do. There are too many people and not enough eggs to go around, so we'll have to prioritize Mo Qinghe, the disabled one, to give him some. It's a long night, and there's still a morning to go; we'll be hungry for a long time!

These eggs came from the space, but ostensibly they were picked up from the mountains. Eggs laid at home are all kept in Old Lady Mo's room and are not to be eaten easily.

When Mo Yunmei saw Su Nanxi tending the fire in the kitchen, she assumed there was food and ran in. Without asking any questions, she opened the pot lid and saw that it contained eggs. She immediately became unhappy.

"You! You actually secretly boiled eggs and ate them! Do you think just anyone can eat eggs from the Mo family? I used to be the one who ate them! How dare you steal my things!"

With that, he pushed Su Nanxi aside, picked up the bowl, scooped up the eggs, and left.

Su Nanxi didn't want to pay attention to this childish person, and she was angry at the moment. Everyone has a temper.

She wasn't born a pampered young lady, but she developed an arrogant and domineering personality!

They forced someone to teach her a lesson!

Mo Qinghe knew that Su Nanxi was going to cook eggs for him, so he waited in the house, but instead of eggs, he was met with Su Nanxi's indifference.

Mo Qinghe was stunned. Wasn't he taking eggs to boil? Why did he come back empty-handed?

He turned his head to look outside the door and saw Mo Yunmei's figure. He immediately understood.

Turning to Su Nanxi, he said, "Don't be angry, I'll teach her a lesson."

Su Nanxi ignored him and simply lay down, pretending to be asleep.

The nighttime worry that Mo Qinghe might fall didn't happen, so Su Nanxi got up early the next morning, boiled an egg, brought Mo Qinghe a bowl of water, and went out.

A string of children followed her.

After they dug for wild vegetables and picked mushrooms together, the children were no longer afraid of her. She gave them fruit to eat, and they were willing to be close to her.

There are delicious things to eat when you follow your third aunt!

Seeing that Mo Yunmei hadn't followed, Su Nanxi casually set up a big trap before going to dig again.

Seeing a patch of ferns on the slope, she excitedly ran towards it. The children following behind were startled, thinking she had fallen, and quickly caught up.

Seeing Su Nanxi picking ferns with great enthusiasm, Mo Jiarong asked in confusion, "Third Aunt, these things have fuzz on them, why are you picking them?"

Of course, it's about eating!

Children are wondering, "Can we eat this? Will it make my mouth itchy?"

Su Nanxi stopped explaining and just kept picking until her basket was full. She only stopped when she couldn't fit any more in.

Although the children had doubts, they still followed Su Nanxi and picked some. When Su Nanxi left, they followed her.

Because Su Nanxi walked towards the trap, if they didn't keep a close eye on her, they wouldn't be able to catch anything!

As they approached the trap, Su Nanxi made a "shh" gesture to signal everyone to be quiet. Then she tiptoed over and soon emerged leading a lamb.

The children were excitedly shouting, which startled the adults nearby, who ran over.

When the rest of the Mo family saw the sheep, they were terrified. They couldn't believe it at all. Was the sheep stupid? How could it fall into the trap so easily?

But they had to believe it, fearing the sheep would run away, so they quickly went forward to pull the vines to lasso it, abandoning their efforts to dig for wild vegetables and hurrying home.

Mo Qinghe saw a group of people returning noisily. After they dispersed in the courtyard, a lamb was revealed, startling him so much that he dropped the bamboo strips in his hand.

Good heavens! He can even catch sheep! His hunting skills are better than those of a professional hunter!

Mo Qinghe glanced at Su Nanxi, who seemed unconcerned, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

His wife is no ordinary person!

Worried that Mo Qinghe was hungry, Su Nanxi took advantage of everyone's attention being on the little sheep, secretly took out some fruit from her space, washed it, put it in a small basket, and gave it to him.

She sat down beside him and leisurely munched on fruit, completely ignoring the hustle and bustle of the courtyard.

As she munched on the food, she suddenly remembered something, tugged at Mo Qinghe's sleeve, and gestured a few times towards the fence.

Mo Qinghe seemed to have seen many hand gestures and could understand what she wanted to say. "Okay, I'll have Dad and my eldest and second brothers fix it up in a bit, make it more secure, and raise it a bit."

Sigh! Even higher isn't safe, but this is the only option for now.

Looks like we need to find a watchdog.

She originally wanted to let out a ewe to milk Mo Qinghe, but the lamb rushed over, so she had to give up.

The lamb is so small, forget about getting it for milk. Let it be a playmate for the children.

At noon, Su Nanxi made a cold bracken salad, which was so delicious that they almost licked the plate clean. The Mo family then realized that wild vegetables could be made so delicious, and instantly developed a longing and pursuit for good food.

I felt more motivated and much more skilled when I tried making steamed buns in the afternoon. Everyone here is a seasoned worker, so they're all quite capable and quick to learn with practice.

Mo Yunmei was forbidden from entering the kitchen, which she resented, but seeing her older brother sitting at the door, she dared not make a sound.

When Mo Lao Da returned with the tree he had cut down, he and Mo Lao Er prepared to make a cart and busied themselves near the kitchen door.

Mo Yunmei was unable to enter the kitchen even after the steamed buns were cooked, and she didn't even get any steamed buns. She was angry.

Why am I the only one without a steamed bun?

Mo Laoda said quietly, "You've already eaten."

Mo Yunmei was puzzled. "When did I eat? I haven't even been in the kitchen!"

Seeing that no one answered, Mo Dongcheng spoke the truth, "Auntie, you ate yesterday."

Mo Yunmei blurted out, "I didn't eat yesterday either!"

Qin asked, "Did you feed three of them to the dogs?"

Mo Yunmei realized what was happening, gave a fierce "humph," stomped her foot, and ran back into the house.

"Clang!"

The sound of a stool being thrown came from inside the room.