Wang Chunfang had her back to the door, a forced smile on her face but a warning in her eyes, just like Madam Rong.
I don't know how he was secretly thinking about how to torture the original owner to death.
Jiang Henian felt a chill, his ankle was painful from being pulled, he just lowered his eyes and said indifferently:
"My sickle fell to the ground, and I tripped when I went back to pick it up."
Having blackmailed Song Wenqing, she didn't intend to mention the matter again. She wanted to stay away from the unlucky male protagonist to stay safe. She didn't want to be dragged into the plot and get herself killed.
Jiang Chengmin walked in with a rolled cigarette. He turned his head and saw the swelling on Jiang Henian's head. He frowned and said in a calm tone:
"It's like this. Is there anything wrong? Do you want to ask Lao Ma Liu to take a look?"
Lao Ma Liu was the only local doctor in the nearby villages, a semi-barefoot doctor who could treat minor ailments like dizziness and hot eyes. For more complex symptoms, he could tinker with some herbs he'd gathered from the mountains, whether that meant he could cure them or not.
The fee was not low, a dime for a single examination, and the cost of the medicine was extra. If you didn't have money, you could exchange it for half a pound of grain.
He is in his fifties, has no wife or children, has poor legs and feet, and can only earn a few work points in the fields, so he relies on this to make a living.
When Wang Chunfang heard that she had to spend money, she became unhappy and her face frowned.
"That's not the point! Sanya is a tough girl, just use a hot cloth to fumigate her. We don't have the spare money for that."
Wow, this stepmother is amazing.
Even if the original owner's brains were spilled out, she could just say that she could just mix it up and eat it back.
The book briefly mentioned that the original owner was in a coma for four days and almost lost his life. Because he spent one dollar to hire Lao Ma Liu several times, he was tortured by his stepmother for a long time, and the calluses on his hands were broken and bleeding from chopping wood.
Even in this situation, she still didn't forget to continue to give warmth to the male protagonist, and finally sent herself to death on the road.
Jiang Henian felt bad just thinking about the fact that he had never seen such a miserable and love-brained cannon fodder.
Only then did she realize something.
I traveled through time and space and woke up one night. Although my injuries looked serious, I only felt slight swelling and pain. I could eat, walk, and go crazy.
Jiang Henian couldn't figure out the reason, but it didn't stop her from pretending to be dead.
"Mom is right, don't waste money." Jiang "Daiyu" weakly held her forehead with her hand, and her body swayed.
"It's just that I'm dizzy and dazed, and I can't remember much. I almost mistook my mother for a she-devil just now. I might need to eat an egg to replenish my energy, otherwise I might not be able to go to work tomorrow."
Jiang Chengmin didn't care much about the things in the house, and he just said it casually just now. It would be great if he could spend only an egg without spending any money.
He shook off the ash from his cigarette and turned to look at Wang Chunfang. "Are there any eggs left at home? Boil one for Sanya."
"There are only seven left," Wang Chunfang said quickly, "We have to feed Xiaobao and Fuquan, and we have to save some to exchange for salt."
This damn girl has developed so many bad habits just by lying around for so long. She is so lazy and greedy! She hasn't done anything and yet she wants to eat eggs!
How could this be considered a brain injury? It was clearly a case of him becoming more cunning and tactful. He even dared to call her a she-devil!
Wang Chunfang was extremely angry, but she couldn't show it because the boss was there.
"Saya, you're already so old, why are you still fighting with your brother and nephew for food?"
"Besides, what's the use of an egg? You're just hungry after sleeping for too long. Just eat half a bowl of porridge later. Hurry up and get up and cook. Your father is working hard in the fields and is still hungry!"
Jiang Henian sneered in his heart.
Ten years ago, Wang Chunfang remarried Jiang Chengmin, a widow with a daughter from the next village, with her son and daughter.
The family had two chickens and a pig, which had always been fed by the original owner. Ever since this woman came into the house, the original owner hadn't eaten an egg in the past ten years, but she had done all the heavy labor.
At the age of eighteen, the calluses on the palms of his hands are rough and hard, and he looks like he has been working for thirty-eight years.
The same goes for daily meals. The original owner who was responsible for cooking could only get half a bowl of corn porridge, which was the thinnest one.
She can't stand this kind of anger.
"Then I'll lie down for a few more days to recuperate, so as to avoid getting seriously ill and having to spend money on medical treatment. It's been hard work for Dad these few days."
"Mom, hurry up and cook. I'm dizzy and my hands are shaking badly. I'm afraid I'll drop the bowl. It won't be good for Dad to go hungry."
Jiang Henian said this and rolled over to lie back down, the big bump on the back of her head exposed, ignoring everyone. After all, she had a delicious lunch, so she wouldn't be hungry.
Wang Chunfang was dumbfounded.
"you--"
"Okay." Jiang Chengmin frowned and interrupted Wang Chunfang.
"Hey girl, go get an egg from the cupboard and boil it for yourself. Don't be late for work tomorrow."
Jiang Henian raised the corner of his lips, sat up, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Dad!"
She wasn't just after an egg, she just wanted to avenge the original owner.
Jiang Chengmin was stunned by his daughter's smile.
Ever since her mother passed away, the child has never smiled again. Her temperament has become more and more strange and gloomy, and she can't say a word for ten days.
She kept her head down all day, which made people feel unhappy. Even the villagers grumbled that if she didn't work hard, she would have difficulty getting married.
Naturally, he neglected his daughter a lot. Anyway, Wang Chunfang was a good person and would not treat the child badly.
Jiang Chengmin was a little surprised and a little pleased that Jiang Henian called him "Dad" so obediently and happily. He smiled and nodded.
"Go ahead."
Jiang Henian responded with a smile, grimace and covering the back of his swollen head, and walked past several people out of the room at a fast pace.
Jiang Chengmin also went out with a cigarette in his mouth.
Wang Chunfang pulled a donkey face, turned sideways and grumbled to her dazed daughter beside her:
"What's wrong with you? Why haven't you said a word today? That damn girl has finally come to her senses and started acting cute. If she wants to eat an egg, you should have one too!"
Jiang Yanqiu leaned against the door with her arms folded, without responding, her eyes fixed deeply on Jiang Henian's jumping figure.
Outside the house, water was boiling in the stove.
Jiang Henian put the eggs in a bowl and placed it in the water. Seeing that the fire seemed to be about to go out, he pulled up his trouser legs and squatted down to light the fire.
Of course she had never done this job, but even if she hadn't seen a pig run, how could she not have eaten pork?
Just add more firewood!
She picked up a large bundle of firewood nearby and stuffed it in, filling the stove completely. She patted the wood chips in her hands with satisfaction and sat down on the low wooden block behind her.
Listening to the crackling sound of the burning wood inside, I felt that the string that had been taut for the past few days had relaxed a little.
"What?! You want her to marry into the He family for you?"
Jiang Henian's ears twitched, and he silently twisted the string back again, quickly leaning sideways to the wall to eavesdrop.
"Everyone in the village is saying that the damn old woman from the He family wants to get married and wants me to bring good luck! Isn't this just asking me to be a widow and die? Ask Dad to marry her off!"
"This marriage was arranged by your deceased father before he died. Back then..."
"I don't care! Mom, just return the betrothal gifts to them. I won't marry that kind of man anyway. He's a liar! He said he was an officer, but he's obviously just a private who cooks and cooks!"
"Why should we return it? That money will be used to help Xiaobao get married. Wait a minute, a cook is also a soldier. What if he has money? I heard that the retirement settlement fee is quite a lot..."
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