Chapter 87 The Best Mother-in-law's Handbook 9
"It's good that you're thinking about this family." Feng Wu cut the remaining cake in half and gave it to the taciturn little girl beside her. "Grandma, give the remaining cake to our third daughter, Xiaozaoer. She helps the adults clear the stones and grass roots from the fields and throw them outside. She's a diligent and good child."
Zhu Xiaozao thought she had misheard and looked at her grandmother helplessly, as if she didn't recognize the loving grandmother in front of her.
"Take it and eat it. This is what you deserve. If you behave well in the future, I will buy you meat."
Among the three daughters of the eldest wife, Zhu Xiaozao has the most dull temperament. It may be because her two elder sisters are more refined and their temperaments are more compatible with Lin's, so they are more favored by Lin. Therefore, the third daughter can get less love and attention.
Zhu Xiaozao, who received half a Hu pancake as a reward, smiled faintly, and secretly glanced towards Lin with a pair of round almond-shaped eyes full of admiration.
Lin was very unhappy and had no time to feel happy about eating half an extra Hu pancake. She just chewed the burnt Hu pancake in her mouth with a faint expression.
Zhu Xiaozao, who received no response, seemed to have accepted his fate. He lowered his eyes and stared at the extra half piece of cake in his hand. He swept away the disappointment in his heart and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
I always feel that today's Hu Bing tastes especially sweet!
Zhu Erlang was not discouraged by not getting the reward. His mother still had half a piece of cake left. As the apple of her mother's eye, this half piece of cake must be...
Zhu Erlang stared at the half cake spinning around until his eyes fell on his son and daughter, then he looked away awkwardly.
No matter how hungry he was, he would never fight with his children for food in front of their own mother!
The three Lin daughters don’t care about one or half a Hu pancake, but Liu Qiao does!
I originally thought that the head of the household could get a piece or two of Hu Bing from my mother-in-law, but I didn't know that my mother-in-law would rather share it with the skinny little girl Xiaozao. How could a girl of such a young age eat a piece and a half of Hu Bing?
Mother is really partial this time, all her thoughts are on the eldest wife!
She pushed the silent Zhu Erlang, and seeing that he was glaring at her, she stopped and didn't dare to make any trouble.
In the afternoon, they repeated the tedious process of the morning. No matter how lazy they were, under Feng Wu's supervision and observation, they reclaimed another half acre of wasteland.
It's not as good as other people working together, but Feng Wu is already very satisfied.
Don’t you see those people who are so tired that they look like eggplants hit by frost? It’s good to be tired. When you are tired, you won’t have the mind to think about anything else.
In order to have a hot meal as soon as they got home, Feng Wu asked Lin to go home an hour early to prepare the meal. When they got home at the last moment of light, the bowls and chopsticks were already set on the eight-immortal table.
Looking at the short leg tied with cloth under the Eight Immortals Table, Feng Wu felt really tired. Even without learning carpentry, people could build something stronger than this!
Feng Wu felt a little uncomfortable after supervising the fields all day, so he quickly fetched some water and washed up. The family still sat around the table, having dinner in the dim light of a soybean oil lamp.
At that time, people only ate two meals a day during the slack season, but Feng Wu was used to eating three meals a day, so she regarded this evening meal as a midnight snack.
There is no extra food at home, so we can only barely fill our stomachs.
Feng Wu washed up early and returned to her room, but her keen hearing still allowed her to hear the complaints and dissatisfaction from each room.
The rustling sound of sharpening knives came from under the eaves, and Feng Wu remembered that the eldest brother should be busy helping his mother and the other two to sharpen the sickles so that they could continue working tomorrow.
This child is teachable!
I closed my five senses, yawned, tears welled up in the corners of my eyes, and as I thought about tomorrow's plans, I fell asleep in a daze.
The adobe house was not soundproof, and from time to time the little girl's soft sobs could be heard.
"Sister, look, my hands are all covered with blisters, and it hurts like fire. How about we not go tomorrow? The screen with the pattern of flowers and the full moon that we embroidered alone sold for several taels of silver... Woo woo..." Why don't you let her speak? She's already in her own room, and you're still afraid of an old lady who is hard of hearing.
Zhu Xiaotao nagged Zhu Xiaoxing on the head with her finger in a bad mood. "Why are you bringing up how we made money in private? Are you afraid that grandma and the second uncle and aunt won't hear?"
Zhu Xiaoxing held her elder sister's fingers in grievance, "But I don't want to go to the fields to work tomorrow. If my hands get chapped, I won't be able to touch embroidery cloth in the future."
She also hoped to save some money for herself so that she wouldn't have to worry about her in-laws' lives when she got married.
After the burned embroidery needle cooled down completely, she carefully punctured the two blood blisters on the palm of her hand. Blood flowed out from the wound. Zhu Xiaotao wiped the blood from her palm with a handkerchief, and then used a clean piece of cloth to dip a little high-concentration white wine in the bowl and applied it to the wound.
A stinging pain came, and Zhu Xiaotao gasped in pain, her brows twisted into wavy wrinkles.
"Does it hurt so much?" Zhu Xiaoxing pursed her pale lips and gently rubbed the bulging blood blister with her fingertips. "Sister, can you please not prick it and let it go away on its own?"
"I'm afraid we still have to work in the fields tomorrow. If you don't open it, you'll be the one who hurts."
"Well, then sister, please be gentle. I'm afraid it will hurt too much." Zhu Xiaoxing turned her head away from the sharp needle, her voice trembling.
"Don't worry, I just tried it on myself, so bear with it."
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"Xue Niang, what's wrong? Did I hurt you?" The naked Zhu Dalang hugged the beautiful woman tightly in his arms. They had just been tossing and turning and were sweating all over.
Lin concealed the deep disgust in her eyes, her eyes moist, "Boss, do you feel that I didn't give you a son, and you regret marrying me? If you really want a son, you should divorce me and find a wife who can give you a son..."
When Zhu Dalang heard that his wife wanted to divorce him, he felt panic for no reason. He did want his son, but he also wanted his beautiful wife!
Whose wife has such a beautiful body as his wife, especially her tender flesh that can be squeezed to make water. To be able to hug such a beautiful lady every night, he would not be willing to change it even if he was given a life of paradise!
"Xue Niang, a son is not as important as you. I will never divorce you even if I die. Don't worry, as for having a son, we should work hard tonight and we will get pregnant sooner or later." Zhu Dalang's rough hands caressed the delicate person in his arms. His mind was distracted, thinking that his wife might not be satisfied with it last time.
Turning over, the still exhausted Lin wanted to stop him but it was too late. The tall and strong Zhu Dalang had already...
"It comes again. It doesn't stop all night. Can't I sleep?" Liu Qiao, with sore eyes, sat up angrily holding the quilt.
Zhu Erlang, who was snoring loudly, fell asleep early and was unaware of the resentful look in his wife's eyes when she looked at him.
Liu Qiao, who was so angry that she couldn't help but press down on Zhu Erlang...
Zhu Erlang who was being **: "..."
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