As for boiled eggs, that's impossible. I just secretly boiled one for Liangliang yesterday, but Liangliang insisted on eating it. The two kids from the third family saw it and said she was partial...
"Mom, guess who I saw today?" Wang Meili showed an expression that you would never guess.
Wang Juhua paused for a moment, "Who?"
"The second son's wife. She seems to be doing well now. She was picking crabs with her children. I also saw her peeling candy for her third child. The candy was obviously not cheap. She was wearing clothes that looked like new, one for each of the children..."
Wang Juhua didn't say anything, seeming to be uninterested in this.
"Mom!" Wang Meili grew anxious when she saw Wang Juhua remained silent. "Mom, let me be frank. The second son was your son, and now he's gone. His wife receives an eight-yuan subsidy every month. You should at least give you half, right?"
Wang Meili recalled the sight of Sanwa eating candy today, and her words became even more bitter. "The second son's wife already gets a subsidy from her parents, so she lives a very comfortable life. Maybe she wouldn't even care about an eight-yuan subsidy..."
Wang Juhua stared at Wang Meili, who was speaking so clearly. Her wrinkled brows instantly furrowed even deeper, and her tone became more serious. "What? You think it's not unlucky enough? You want to get some unlucky money?"
"Mom, how can you say that?" She didn't complain that it wasn't unlucky enough, but "It's not the money that's unlucky, it's the people who are unlucky.
You are the second son’s mother. If you ask his wife for money, she must give it to you. If she doesn’t give it to you, it would be unfilial. You can drown her with your spit...”
"I think you want me to be drowned in your spit!" Wang Juhua glared at Wang Meili.
This old man can talk, but his words don't flow through his brain.
"Don't mention this again!" Wang Juhua's face turned grim. After a moment's thought, she said with some concern, "Just avoid people when you see them. Money is only money if you have a life to use it. If you've lost your life, what's the point of having money?"
Wang Meili was scolded, and her expression was somewhat sullen. "Mom, is the second son's fortune really that weird?"
"It's weird or not, can't you see it with your eyes? Now that the people are gone, how can it be weird? Okay, stop talking, you go and follow the boat tomorrow."
Wang Meili felt wronged. Why was she the one on the boat again? It had only been a short while, so why was it her turn now?
“Me, me, me!”
When they got home, the brothers saw their mother was about to cook and immediately gathered around her.
Peng Yitiao and Peng Ertiao were vying for the chance to light the fire, while Peng Santiao was also vying for the chance to sit on the small stool in front of the stove.
Zhang Siyu did not participate in the competition among his brothers, nor did he take sides with anyone.
In the end, Peng Yitiao, who had a harder fist, got the job of making fire. Peng Ertiao, who was ordered by Peng Yitiao to play aside, asked his mother for a job of washing vegetable leaves with his big eyes.
Peng San Tiao couldn't find any work, so he stretched out his hands and feet to help his two brothers. Sometimes he handed firewood to his eldest brother, and sometimes he helped his second brother wash vegetables. The little ball was busy all the time, but in the end, his two brothers ruthlessly refused him.
One complained that his hands were wet, and the other complained that his hands were dirty.
Peng Santi stood there and watched for a while, then pouting and hugging his mother's thigh in grievance.
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