Chapter 013 Dividing the House
At dusk, when they were resting, Mo Beiyuan called all the members of the Mo family together, including everyone from the second branch.
Mo Beiyuan said to his second uncle, "The Mo family doesn't have any property now, so it's easy to divide the family. From today on, you will live your own lives. We don't want a share from you, and you don't have to worry about grandma."
Mo Zhengqi thought about it and realized that his family only had this little money now. If they didn't divide the family, others could ignore it, but if his mother asked for it, he would have to give her some money, otherwise he would be criticized.
After hearing what Mo Beiyuan said, it’s a good idea. I will also be under the management of the eldest wife.
He looked at his wife and eldest son, and they both agreed that it was a good idea to split up, so he nodded.
"It's a deal then! From now on, we'll each take care of ourselves. We won't need you to take care of us, but don't use this blood relationship to bother us!"
"Of course, the family division book has been written, just put your fingerprint on it." Mo Beiyuan nodded.
Mo Nanzhou borrowed paper and pen from Wei Ze and wrote a letter of separation.
"Please write the divorce agreement as well!" Feng Aoqing stretched her neck to look and reminded.
"Stop messing around!" Mo Beiyuan shouted in a low voice.
All right, I can write it when I get to the place of exile. No one can escape on the road anyway.
"Third uncle." Mo Beiyuan looked at his third uncle, Mo Zhenghuai.
"Beiyuan! We will not split up. Although we have nothing in this family, we still have hands and feet. We don't eat for free, and we have to take care of mother." Mo Zhenghuai said solemnly.
The division of the family was written and handed over to the third uncle for safekeeping, and the second family left with satisfaction.
"Mother, Yuan'er, Aoqing, I don't care what grudges you had before, but please be patient for a while. Wait until everyone is alive and reaches the exile place before making a fuss or fighting again, okay?"
"You know my answer." Feng Aoqing answered first.
The two men nodded in agreement.
"Also, Jingtao is no longer a servant, she is now our relative." This sentence was said to the two people.
The two could only nod.
Mo Beiyuan was breathing heavily. The wound on his left shoulder had opened, and blood was flowing down his arm to his fingertips. He felt it himself, and quickly put his hand into his sleeve, walked away and found a place to sit down.
The forest today is denser than yesterday, and everyone has a tree to lean on, so they sit in different places.
The official road they took followed the river, so no matter where they stopped, there was river water available, which was quite good.
It had been a long time since they had eaten hot food, so the bailiff ordered a stove to be built on the riverbank and porridge to be cooked, and all the women went to cook.
There are only four women among those prisoners, and now they are all at the Mo family's side. The Mo family does have many women, but except Jingtao, there are basically no ones who can work.
But based on the principle of fairness, they had to do it even if they didn't want to. Jiang Yi asked two escorts to divide the work among the women, and everyone started working.
"Master Jiang, it's no problem for us to cook porridge, but men also need to help! They can collect firewood and fetch water, so we can eat faster." Feng Aoqing suggested.
After Jiang Yi got her earrings, he looked at her with a different eye and felt that what she said made sense, so he called a few men to set up the pot, light the fire, and boil the water.
Feng Aoqing took the rice to wash. It was unknown how long the rice had been stale, and it had a musty smell.
But she couldn't replace all the rice with new rice, as the taste would be wrong. Besides, with more than fifty people, such a small amount of rice could not be cooked into porridge. At most, it would be rice soup.
So Feng Aoqing turned his back to the camp, washed the old rice several times, and then added some good rice to make the porridge thicker.
"Master Jiang, there's too little rice..."
"Are you looking for death?" The amount of rice was fixed. If it was not enough and the escort had to buy more, he would have to pay for it himself. By the same token, as long as they did not starve to death, the money saved on rice would also belong to the escort.
"Look at you, why are you in such a hurry? You don't need to add more rice. I'll add some vegetables. This way everyone can eat more and have the strength to walk. Is that okay with you?"
"You are a wife of an official, and you know how to cook?"
"Not only do I know how to cook, I can also diagnose illnesses. Do you have red and sore eyes, dry mouth, and little urine? No matter how much water you drink, it doesn't help?"
"You...how do you know?"
"The problem is easy to solve. I'll make you some medicine when I come across the right herbs on the road in a few days."
"Oh, okay. Then go pick the vegetables."
"The dish is quite big, I need help."
"That's easy. There are plenty of people."
Feng Aoqing took the people he called and went there.
This dish is indeed quite big. It is a taro from a wild taro plant growing on the river bank.
"Can this thing be eaten?" asked the older brother who was helping to move the taro.
"It's edible and very delicious." Feng Aoqing answered him with a smile.
She also arranged for everyone to peel the taro and cut it into sections.
The only bad thing about this thing is that juice will flow out when you wash and cut it, and your hands will be stained gray and black, but you can't take out the gloves to use it now.
Moreover, if you don’t know how to handle it, taro will make your mouth numb when eaten.
After cutting, add salt and blanch it. While everyone is not paying attention, Feng Aoqing pours some of the liquid in his water bag into the pot. This is exactly what makes Yuhe feel uncomfortable - white wine.
Fortunately, the wine evaporated quickly and its smell disappeared. She mixed the processed taro into the porridge. After the taro was cooked, it had a very soft texture and a natural sweetness, which improved the taste of the porridge.
The same amount of rice becomes a whole pot of food because of the addition of taro. Everyone's bowl is thick, and taro is rich in fiber, which makes people feel fuller.
Everyone praised the food highly.
It was getting dark, and it was difficult to see what was inside the black ceramic bowl, so Feng Aoqing had already replaced the meat porridge for the two babies.
In order to prevent Jingtao from knowing what the children were eating, Feng Aoqing began to train the two Baoer to eat by themselves. She gave each of them a silver spoon to drink porridge.
The two Baoers are very sensible. They eat their meals seriously, which saves Jingtao a lot of trouble.
Mo Beiyuan couldn't move one hand, so Mo Mingyuan was about to feed him first, but Feng Aoqing came over and said, "Mingyuan, eat that bowl yourself, I'll feed him."
Mo Beiyuan just tasted the porridge in Mo Mingyuan's hand. It tasted good, with the taro soft and sticky, but the one Feng Aoqing served was obviously different, with the taste of meat.
“You…”
"Shh! Eating can't shut your mouth!"
"Why..."
Feng Aoqing put her mouth close to his ear and whispered, "I pretended to cook for them just now and stole a bowl for you."
Mo Beiyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If they find out, they'll beat you to death!"
"If you find me, just go back! Just say you're giving them a taste!"
Mo Beiyuan was amused by her, shook his head and said, "Give it to Xingbao and Yuebao. I'll eat the taro one, it's delicious too."
"They can eat it, but you can't. The taro is not good for your injury." Feng Aoqing continued to feed.
"Thank you very much."
"No need, I've written everything down. You can return it to me when you become rich."
Mo Beiyuan laughed again. The couple was still arguing about this.
"Use more of the medicine your husband gave you! Don't be reluctant to use it. I don't think it's healing well." Feng Aoqing reminded.
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