Chapter 100 How to distribute the four poached eggs
This is a long article with a total length of two million words, and most of the words in the early stage are about how the heroine fights wits and courage with her extremely wicked family members.
Later on, this excellent family gradually disappeared, and only became a sigh from the heroine's mouth, like regret, or satisfaction.
The only thing that made the heroine feel a little unworthy was the death of Zhao Yueliang and Zhao Chenxing.
But in the end, the heroine defined the death of the two children as retribution for the family's lack of virtue.
The person who caused all this was clean from beginning to end, and never felt guilty.
"The female lead's name was Zhao Yuanyuan. Later, when the family split up, she changed her name to Zhao Yuanyuan."
Qiuqiu stopped for a moment to calm himself down.
When he spoke again, he was still angry: "This is unscientific! She has such a miraculous rebirth, and she also has such a powerful golden finger in the spiritual plant space, and the story starts from the childhood... How can she harm others?!"
Will such people really be favored by the world consciousness?
Qiuqiu thinks this is not only unscientific, but also extremely metaphysical.
Just look at the fact that Xingxing saved so many human beings in the doomsday of his previous life, but ultimately had no choice but to die. This shows how harsh the world consciousness is to some beings with good fortune.
But Zhao Yuanyuan's behavior destroyed a family in a blink of an eye, and Qiuqiu couldn't help but wonder if her character had collapsed.
In this period novel, the protagonist is smart and brave, kind and strong, hardworking but not self-abased. However, as she climbs up and her life gets better and better, there will always be a group of victims who are trampled under her feet.
At first, there was a very nice family of five, then there was a professor who was demoted to the cowshed but didn't appreciate her kindness, then there was the daughter of the village head, the clerk in the supply and marketing cooperative who looked down on her, and the trading partner in the black market who wanted to cheat her out of her own money...
The heroine doesn't seem to be living a daily routine, but rather is constantly fighting monsters and leveling up.
Even after the college entrance examination was resumed and she went to Beijing, while she was relying on her background to gain a foothold in Beijing, one of her roommates at school went to jail, and the family of her background who didn't like her soon died in various accidents.
The heroine would always just breathe a sigh of relief while lamenting in her heart that these people were the ones who provoked her first, and she only used a little trick to give them the punishment they deserved.
It has been like this since I was a child.
Qiuqiu was muttering angrily, and Xingxing was yawning while hugging his quilt.
After listening to the whole story, Xingxing rubbed her eyes, slowly lifted the quilt, put on her clothes and got out of bed.
After hearing Qiuqiu tell him to be careful of Zhao Yuanyuan and reminding him that the current Zhao Yuanyuan is the soul of a new era, the little boy was sticking his butt out and trying hard to squeeze his feet into his tiny cloth shoes.
After both feet were dressed, Xingxing walked out the door and said to Qiuqiu, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."
Among you, there is Qiuqiu and the so-called best family.
"Hehe~Okay! Do you remember Zhao Chenxing's wish? His wish is actually very small. We don't need to do anything extra, and we don't need to confront the protagonist."
Qiuqiu was so coaxed by Xingxing's words that he couldn't even fly steadily. He came over and touched his cub's soft face, and said lightly and dazedly: "We just need to protect our sister Xiaoyue from getting lost and protect ourselves from getting hurt~"
In their previous life, the twins Zhao Chenxing and Zhao Yueliang only lived for a dozen years. Zhao Chenxing had a broken leg and was trapped in the village for his entire life. He didn't have any particular wishes after his death.
He didn't want to live an eventful life. He imprisoned himself in the autumn when his sister was lost when he was young, and never really grew up.
Therefore, even if he got the chance to be captured by the Space-Time Administration for soul trading, his only thought was to prevent his sister from getting lost, to avoid the destruction of his family, and to ensure that his family of five could live in peace and stability.
"Yeah." Xingxing nodded and agreed obediently. After keeping the star's wishes in mind, he opened the door. The dazzling morning light outside made him squint subconsciously.
It was around six in the morning, but the day had dawned very early. Above the entire village, curls of smoke from the breakfast cooking of every household were floating. Xingxing stepped over the threshold and looked up, meeting the gaze of a mother and daughter who were hunched over washing clothes on the left side of the yard.
The memories in Xingxing's mind recognized their identities in an instant.
Auntie and her daughter Zhao Yuanyuan.
The address here refers to the previous generation being called x mom and x dad, so Zhao Yuanyuan calls the twins' parents "young dad and young mom", and the twins call Zhao Yuanyuan's parents "big dad and big mom".
It seems that just a name can clearly bind the inseparable blood relationship between relatives.
That's why Zhao Yuanyuan tried every possible means to divide the family business.
After a brief eye contact, Zhao Yuanyuan just glanced at the stars and then looked away indifferently.
Liu Cuifang, who was washing clothes, smiled at Xingxing and said to her while washing clothes: "Xingxing, why did you get up so early today? Is your sister still sleeping? Your father is out, and your mother is cooking with your grandmother in the kitchen. Go wash your face, it's time for breakfast."
It was a very casual conversation. Xingxing nodded obediently, responded, then turned around and stepped over the threshold of the kitchen.
It was too high. The threshold was so high that a three-year-old child had to hold on to the door frame and try hard to climb over slowly while lying on his stomach.
Then he was laughed at by the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were talking in the kitchen.
Because Xingxing is still wearing open-crotch pants...
Xingxing was holding up two pieces of pants, the front was covered, but the back was showing her white and tender little butt...
The child's eyes widened silently, and he froze in place as he looked at the two adults with kind smiles.
Qiuqiu was also stunned.
The two little ones stood there in a daze, their minds full of the first cognitive shock that this era had brought to them.
Seeing her son standing at the door like a frightened little idiot, Xie Jiaxiu was really touched by his cute little expression. She stuffed the firewood in her hand into the stove, brushed the ashes off her hands, stood up and walked over to hold the little guy in her arms.
Hands...hands just happened to hold up Xingxing's smooth buttocks...
Star:"……"
The cub was stunned again by its mother's second attack.
Abbreviated as Ersha.
The stars were at a loss when facing humans for the first time.
He wanted to grab the cloth in front, and also wanted to pull the cloth in the back, but people were so busy at that time that they could hardly take care of the child, let alone wash the pants over and over again. There was not enough cloth for the child, so the crotch of the open-crotch pants was opened very! Special! Large! !
The stars simply can’t take care of it.
In the end, I could only throw myself into my mother's arms, with a slight numbness all over my body.
His mother held him up by his buttocks and carried him to the stove.
"Xingxing, look what grandma did today?" Xie Jiaxiu patted her son's back gently.
Xingxing turned her head and glanced at the stove and the pot.
After cooking the poached eggs, grandma was putting brown sugar into the small bowl containing the eggs. Although she only put in a small pinch, it quickly dissolved in the bowl and changed the color of the originally clear boiled water.
Just four poached eggs.
Xingxing's memory quickly recalled the distribution of the four poached eggs.
One for my dad who has to work in the fields to earn work points, one for Zhao Huayang from my dad's family, one for Xingxing, and one for my dad.
That's what my grandma gave me.
But in reality it is not divided like this.
Because my dad is a laborer, he will eat the whole egg.
But Dad would give most of the eggs in his bowl to Grandma.
Zhao Huayang tried to share some with his mother and sister, but was stopped by his aunt. She would only give Zhao Yuanyuan a little bit of the egg yolk edge and a sip or two of sugar water.
As for the food in Xingxing’s bowl, he distributed the eggs to his sister and mother, and then drank the sweet syrup in the bowl himself.
Since the children in the family grew up and had their first meal of "four poached eggs", this distribution method has never changed.
I really want everyone to be able to eat fried eggs, but in this era of food and drink shortages, where everything requires receipts, I really want but cannot afford it. Even if I sell my people, I can't get any oil or meat out of them.
And these four poached eggs are actually proof that the people in the village are relatively wealthy.
When Xingxing tilted his head to look at the fried eggs, his grandmother, who was about to tie the sugar bag again, looked up at him, opened the sugar bag again, pinched out a pinch of brown sugar crumbs and sprinkled them into the small bowl at the innermost part.
The meaning is self-evident.
Because Xingxing always only drank the soup, the old man felt sorry for his little grandson and put more brown sugar in it, which was considered a bit partial to him as it sweetened the child's mouth.
Xie Jiaxiu was aware of these little actions and knew that when serving the meal later, she should bring the bowl to the table and place it in front of her son last.
She smiled and whispered, "Thank you, Mom."
People have to know right from wrong. The old lady in front of her was a bright-minded person. Being timid would only make her look inferior.
Xingxing, who had been watching this scene quietly, turned her head to look at the figure flashing by outside the kitchen door, and hugged her mother's neck, saying with bright eyes: "Thank you, grandma. Xingxing will accompany grandma to work in the fields later."
This sentence made people laugh so hard that they couldn't stop. The child's voice was so tender and soft that it sounded even sweeter than the fried eggs in the bowl.
Breakfast not only has poached eggs, but also vegetable porridge. After the porridge is cooked until it is soft and the rice grains are all blooming and rolling, chopped vegetables are added into it, and then a little batter with salt is added. This makes a big pot of sticky and filling staple food.
The only side dishes were a few diced pickled vegetables from a large jar in the corner.
Xingxing was put down by her mother, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law shouted that it was time for dinner while carrying bowls into the main room.
Xingxing was guarding the kitchen, mainly because his grandmother had assigned him to guard the four precious poached eggs.
Don't let the wild cat steal it.
The stars didn’t wait for the wild cat, but first waited for the aggrieved moon kitten.
He watched his sister yawning drowsily and walking towards him with a pouty look on her face.
When I got closer, the little girl who was also wearing open-crotch pants pouted angrily: "Brother, why did you get up secretly without calling me! Just now, mom called me to get up and spanked me!"
She turned around and stuck out her equally white and tender little butt to Xingxing, so that he could see if there were any red hand marks on it.
No.
The stars are silent.
Xingxing raised his hand.
Stars cover their eyes.
Then a spoiled sister hung on him.
"Brother, I'm so hungry. I had a dream last night that I turned into the most beautiful pig. Everyone praised me for being so pretty and said I must taste super delicious when I eat!"
At an age when he couldn't even speak clearly, he had already found his precise position as a little pig.
"Next time you dream, remember to turn into a little white rabbit. White rabbit milk candy is delicious." Xingxing wiped the suspicious saliva from the corner of her sister's mouth, and took her to the side to wash her face and hands.
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