So, the boys carried the hundred-odd pounds of rice, along with fine and coarse flour and millet, to the east room, while the adults in the Jiang family couldn't help at all.

"Mother, could you please help me take the things from the basket back into the house?" Jiang Wanwan said.

“Alright, Mother will take it for you right away.” Madam Lu readily agreed.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Shi and Uncle Jiang's eyes darted around. Zhu Shi pretended to be curious and asked, "Wan'er, what are those things in your basket?"

Jiang Wanwan immediately saw through the little scheme of Uncle Jiang and his wife, who simply thought she had something good in her basket that she hadn't taken out.

She smiled frankly and took out a bag of mugwort leaves from her basket. "They're just some worthless herbs, nothing valuable at all. If Second Aunt is curious, she can take a look."

Only a shameless person would go through their niece's things.

Zhu chuckled awkwardly, "Hehehe, Wan'er, your second aunt was just curious, that's all."

She dared not offend Wan'er easily now. What if the little girl got upset and didn't give her rice but pork instead?

This is something a little girl could do.

After Zhu finished speaking, she quickly followed him into the east room.

Tonight's dinner was supposed to be prepared by the second wife, but since it involved cooking rice and pork, Grandma Jiang was worried and decided to take charge herself.

After putting their things away, Jiang Wanwan and Madam Lu rushed straight to the east room.

At this moment, the east room was filled with people. They were all watching Grandma Jiang scoop rice to cook.

Upon seeing Jiang Wanwan enter, Uncle Jiang and the others spontaneously made way for her to walk in smoothly.

Grandma Jiang was scooping rice into a basin using a bamboo rice container, which weighed one jin (500 grams).

After scooping two buckets of rice into the basin, Grandma Jiang put down the rice buckets and stopped scooping rice into the basin.

Jiang Wanwan frowned as she looked at it. Who could possibly eat two pounds of rice?

The Jiang family doesn't just have four people, it's fourteen!

Moreover, when the old lady was measuring the rice, the rice container wasn't even full; there wasn't even enough rice for two pounds.

Jiang Wanwan walked over quickly, opened the cloth bag, and deftly picked up the rice container, scooping two containers of rice into the basin.

When Grandma Jiang realized what was happening, her heart ached terribly. She quickly covered the basin in her hands and stopped her, saying, "Hey, that's enough, that's enough! You greedy girl, how can you cook so much rice?"

Our family already doesn't have enough food, so we have to eat sparingly, otherwise we'll go hungry in a few days.

Zhu was used to flattering Grandma Jiang. Although she also craved rice, she agreed with Grandma Jiang's words, "That's right, Wan'er, your grandma is right. Two catties of rice is enough for our family. There's no need to be so extravagant."

Jiang Wanwan nodded, then suddenly realized, "Oh! So Grandma and Second Aunt don't want to eat rice, they only want to eat bran! In that case, I'll cook some more bran for you two later."

Oh, right, since Second Aunt doesn't like rice, then Second Uncle and Third and Fifth Brothers probably don't like rice either. You can eat bran and chaff with Second Aunt later.”

Grandma Jiang and her second aunt choked, realizing that wasn't what they meant!

Uncle Jiang, Jiang Hu, Jiang Liu: !!!

Who said they want to eat bran and not rice!

She's even more wronged than Dou E!