Chapter 82: Making Trouble



Chapter 82: Making Trouble

"Use this piece of cloth to make three sets of clothes for Fubao first, and use the rest to make a few sets for Tongmu. He can't wear too shabby clothes when he goes to school, or he will be bullied. This child is very naughty, and his clothes are all covered with patches."

Zhang Jinlan planned how to use the coarse cloth.

Zhang Yanzi listened at the side and nodded repeatedly.

She and her mother-in-law are the only ones in the family who are good at needlework.

Basically, all the clothes and bedding were made by them.

"Just now I forgot that we should buy two more rolls of cloth. Tongmu is going to school and wearing new clothes. I'm afraid the other children will be unhappy. I will tell Yamato to bring back some cloth. We will have to work hard during this period. Don't go anywhere in the afternoon. Just stay at home and make clothes."

After saying this, Zhang Jinlan slapped her forehead in frustration.

If there is discord among the younger generations in a family, it means that the elders are immoral.

It's okay for her to favor her younger granddaughter.

After all, there are only boys in the family and only one granddaughter, and they also dote on Fubao, so naturally they don't care.

But if you are partial to one child, I am afraid that when the children grow up, they will feel unbalanced.

It affects the relationship between brothers.

Thinking of this, she didn't want to wait even a second.

He hurried to the backyard and told his eldest son who was chopping wood.

Only then did I feel relieved.

"Mom, the rice porridge is ready. We can eat now." After a while, Sun Pingmei came out of the kitchen and shouted loudly to the family.

There was a gleam of crystal at the corners of her mouth.

His eyes were fixed on the backpack in the yard.

Without blinking an eye.

The Jiang family didn't have lunch at noon.

The purpose is to wait for Zhang Jinlan and others to come back and eat together.

It's already afternoon.

Lunch and dinner are combined into one meal.

"Got it. Take the meat buns out of the basket and put them in the main room. We'll give each of us one and eat them with rice porridge."

The weather in May is already very hot.

The cooled meat buns can be eaten directly without heating.

"Okay, Mom."

Sun Pingmei was delighted when she heard that she could eat meat buns.

His teeth were exposed with joy.

She excitedly rushed to the backpack and took out the meat buns from it.

After bringing it to the table in the main hall, he went to the kitchen to get some rice porridge and brought it over.

Next is to set the table.

When all the Jiang family members were seated, they realized that they didn't need to help with anything.

Just eat it directly.

"Look how hungry you are. Eat it quickly." Zhang Jinlan shook her head helplessly.

"Hey, thank you, mom." Sun Pingmei picked up the big meat bun with a silly smile, and took a bite. Her eyes narrowed with happiness.

"It's so delicious. No wonder meat buns are so expensive. Woohoo, mom, I'm so lucky to marry into the Jiang family. The meat buns are so delicious. Mom, you're so kind."

Sun Pingmei actually shed tears.

Not sad, but happy.

She feels that she is very lucky.

"You idiot, why are you crying for no reason? Eat your food, stop talking so much."

Jiang Eryong was so angry that he almost laughed.

His silly wife actually cried over a meat bun.

How much I had wronged her in the past.

After saying this, he broke off half of the meat bun in his hand, put it in Sun Pingmei's bowl, and said, "Eat more, so that you won't say I'm not good to you when you get old."

"My dear father, you are the best to me. I really did not marry the wrong person! Don't worry, I will work hard in the next two years and give you another daughter."

Sun Pingmei was so moved that tears flowed down her face.

"Come on, please let me go. I'll be thirty in two years. Don't give birth anymore. I have two sons, which is enough for me. Besides, we have Fubao. Don't you know the condition of your body? It will take several years to recover after giving birth to a child. Stop bullying yourself."

Jiang Eryong rolled his eyes at her.

He turned his head, started eating, and ignored her.

Jiang Fubao sat next to his grandmother and almost laughed out loud when he saw the loving look between his second uncle and his second aunt.

My second uncle has a bad mouth, but he really loves my second aunt.

I heard from my grandmother that my second aunt suffered a lot when she was at her parents' home and her health was very poor.

So after giving birth to two children, her uncle didn't allow her to have any more.

He was afraid that it would affect his second aunt's birthday.

In fact, it was my second aunt who insisted on getting pregnant the second time, which made my second uncle very angry.

Jiang Fubao held the meat bun and ate it in small bites.

To be honest, she felt that this meat bun was not as delicious as the dishes cooked by her grandma.

I guess my second aunt has never eaten meat buns before. She has been fantasizing about them for so many years, and now she is so excited when she finally gets to eat them.

The Jiang family was really poor in the past.

She thought to herself.

"Tomorrow I will take some eggs to the clan leader's house and ask him if he has any land. We will buy five acres of first-class land and plant the brown rice before it gets too hot. Everyone has been working hard recently, so we should eat enough rice. From now on, no matter who is responsible for cooking, make the rice porridge thicker. Do you understand?"

Zhang Jinlan said to her daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law.

"Yes, mother——"

"Got it, Grandma."

“….”

Several people agreed.

A night passed, and early the next morning, Zhang Jinlan walked out of the house carrying a bamboo basket.

There are five eggs in it.

He just gave ten cents. There is no one else in the village who is so generous.

Because of the granddaughter's matter, the Jiang family and the clan leader's family have not had any contact for some time.

Zhang Jinlan was afraid that the clan leader would make things difficult for her, so she took five eggs.

Jiang Fubao, on the other hand, was sitting in the yard eating breakfast.

She didn't go with them.

If I meet Jiang Sanniu, my good mood for the whole day will be ruined.

As a result, before she finished her porridge, her grandmother came back angrily.

"This bastard took my eggs and didn't do anything about it. He really thinks I'm afraid of him!"

Zhang Jinlan was swearing.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Zhang Yanzi was sitting next to her daughter, cutting cloth.

She saw her mother-in-law swearing and asked quickly.

"I took the eggs to the clan leader's house. He accepted the eggs. I asked him to buy the land and made various excuses. I think he just didn't want to sell it! The clan leader really thinks he is such a high-ranking official. Sooner or later, he will be pulled down!

He doesn't even want to do anything for me, so why should I care about his expression? You don't know, that Zhou almost cooked and ate our eggs! I haven't even left yet, have you been so greedy that you haven't eaten in your entire life? I'll just take it back and slam the door and leave."

Zhang Jinlan gently put down the bamboo basket, sat down on the stool, and breathed heavily.

"What should we do? Should we go to another village to buy land? That's too inconvenient. We have to travel so far just to grow crops."

Sun Pingmei also frowned.

She felt very tired when she thought about going to the fields and walking for a long time.

"Nothing. I just passed by Wang's house on my way back. I heard some villagers chatting outside her house. They said she wanted to sell some land. I remember she had quite a few acres of land. I'll go ask her after her youngest son is buried."

After saying this, Zhang Jinlan blew her nose on the ground and wiped it on her shoes.

"Why is her family selling the land?" Qian Xile was puzzled. If they sold the land, would they give up their life?

For farmers, land is the foundation.

Why would anyone sell land for no reason?


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