Sun Jinhua pursed her lips, "What happy event could there be? There are only thirty or forty households in the village. How could they not know what's going on around their houses?"
In the past, besides her, there was also her daughter-in-law Hu Shuiqing in the house, and her mother-in-law always made Hu Shuiqing do chores.
Now that the second son's family has moved out, his mother-in-law doesn't help with any housework and even bosses her around!
One minute the water is cold, the vegetables are running low, the ducks need to be fed, the next minute the ground is dirty, the clothes need to be mended, and even when her son in his thirties hasn't come home, she comes to ask him about it!
Only two days after the family division, she already couldn't wait to get rid of this old man!
“To say you’re stupid means you’re not smart. Why don’t you go and ask around!” Mother Fan didn’t tolerate her eldest daughter-in-law.
Everyone starts as a daughter-in-law and works their way up. She's only used half of the methods her mother-in-law used on her two daughters-in-law.
Besides, her eldest daughter-in-law was quite happy with how she treated her second son's wife before. Now that her second son's wife has moved out, the housework and taking care of her, the mother-in-law, naturally fall on the eldest daughter-in-law.
Sun Jinhua scoffed, "Whoever wants to know can go, I'm not going!"
Her mother-in-law is used to ordering people around; if you go along with her wishes, she can wear you down to death. She's not as stupid as her sister-in-law.
Unable to persuade her eldest daughter-in-law, Fan's mother's chest heaved. Just as she was about to start scolding, she saw Sun Jinhua turn around and go back into the house, slamming the door shut.
This is outrageous!
Just as Fan's mother was about to unleash a torrent of curses, she heard her grandson shout, "Grandma, Mother, something strange has happened in our village!"
Sun Jinhua, who had gone back inside, couldn't help but come out and asked anxiously, "What strange thing happened?"
"You'd never guess!" Fan Erzhu said smugly, panting heavily as he ran.
Mother Fan wanted to slap him, but the man in front of her was her precious grandson, not her worthless granddaughter, so she had to suppress her anger and asked ingratiatingly, "Erzhu, tell me quickly, what is it?"
Fan Erzhu said it as a joke: "It's about my second uncle's family! Grandma, you would never believe it, my second uncle traded two and a half jin of rice with the villagers for one jin of water chestnuts. Isn't that funny?"
"They've gone mad!" Mother Fan's face darkened, and she said fiercely, "No, I'm going to find them. They only have so much grain; if they squander it all, they'll just come back to our house to beg for money!"
Sun Jinhua's eyes darted around, and she quickly pulled Fan's mother aside and advised, "Mother, since the family has been divided, what's the use of you going to talk to them? Let them be."
It's good that they've squandered it all.
Once they've squandered all their wealth, they'll have to sell the land. They'll then instigate their mother-in-law to bring out money to buy it at a lower price, and the second son's nine acres of fertile land will be back in their hands.
"I'm the mother of the second son, how am I useless?" Mother Fan said angrily.
"Grandma, it's no use. Second Aunt is in charge of Second Uncle's family now. I heard there are more than a dozen households. Do you think Second Uncle's family will have any rice left over?" Fan Erzhu took the opportunity to complain.
The rice I just snatched from them this morning was given away as soon as I turned around.
My second aunt really can't distinguish between insiders and outsiders. She would rather give away the precious rice to outsiders who are not related by blood than leave it for her own family members who are closely related by blood.
Mother Fan was so angry that her heart ached. No, no, she had to find a way to stop the villagers from exchanging with the second son's family!
Let her son know that in times of crisis, he still needs his mother...
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The flat, large stones in the spacious open space came in very handy.
Fan Jin was a scholar, so his family naturally had no shortage of paper and pens. He laid the paper and pens flat on a large rock, with a circle of women surrounding him.
Wang Guifen was in charge of weighing, Shui Qing reported, and Fan Jin was in charge of recording next to the big stone.
"Aunt Zhang, thirteen jin, plus the four jin from noon, that's a total of seventeen jin, right?" Shui Qing checked the numbers as she read them out.
Aunt Zhang said with a hearty smile, "Yes, that's the number."
In the morning, only she and Xiaocao peeled the leaves, while Jinniu, Yinniu, and the other brothers went to gather firewood. However, they all caught up together in the afternoon.
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