The old house next door.

When Li Mingyuan came back and learned about the ridiculous things Li Lizhu had done, he was heartbroken.

"Lizhu, we grew up together, got married, and had daughters. I've never had any complaints about Erniu and Sanniu. I know the old ladies in the village are nagging, but we live our own lives, and our family is harmonious and warm. They are just jealous."

She sobbed and said, "I just thought it would be nice to have both a son and a daughter, so I don't have to suffer their ridicule."

"What a mess! We live our lives behind closed doors, and they can talk about what they want."

"I've figured it out this time. When a person dies, there's nothing left. If it weren't for my fourth brother, I'm afraid I wouldn't be alive anymore."

"You are so brave, you dare to drink anything."

"I went to the fortune-teller's house in the next village and asked for this specifically."

"That witch is a liar, she has no skills at all. Don't let anyone know about this. If someone with ulterior motives reports her as a feudal superstition and invites the Red Guards, we'll be finished."

"I went quietly, and no one saw me."

When Li Lizhu went there, she changed her clothes specially and wore a straw hat with the brim pulled down so that no one could see her.

"Next time you do anything, you must discuss it with me and don't act on your own."

"I know, but it scared Erniu and Sanniu."

Erniu and Sanniu came in with millet porridge.

"Mom, drink some porridge. Grandma said that if your stomach is empty, drink some millet porridge to nourish your stomach."

"It's my fault, mother. You're not scared, are you?"

"I was quite scared at first, but I'm not afraid anymore after seeing my uncle. He's so strong, I'm sure Mom will be fine."

Hearing Erniu's words, Li Mingyuan said, "I really have to thank my uncle."

He thought about going to the county supply and marketing cooperative tomorrow to buy some useful things and send them over.