Sun Dahai didn't want to continue the meaningless quarrel. Xiang Qing had been gone for two years, and maybe it was time for him to start a new life. Thinking of his current wife, his heart moved.
She is young, nine years younger than him, hardworking, keeps the house in order, cooks delicious food, and occasionally makes a few boxes of rice cakes, which his mother can sell quickly on the black market. She is indeed more capable than Xiangqing.
He borrowed a lot of foreign debt when Xiang Qing was alive, and now he has almost paid it back in two years.
He also bought a bicycle, and his life was getting better and better. Maybe he should be nicer to Yun Yuan.
Of course, in order to prevent Xiang Qing's children from suffering, he must not have any more children. He already has four sons and a daughter. If anyone tells others about it, they will say that he has a large family.
The shoe factory only pays 32 yuan a month, and he can't afford more than that.
Sun Dahai pushed open Yun Yuan's door. The room was converted from a woodshed. There was no lock on the door. It was dark and damp, and one could faintly smell moss and soil.
"Yun Yuan, get up and eat."
No movement.
Sun Dahai frowned: "It was the children who did the wrong thing yesterday. You are an adult, so don't bother with them. I will bring you some brown sugar tonight."
Yun Yuan was disdainful. Even if she bought the brown sugar, it would never reach her hands.
As soon as Sun Dahai gave it to her, Sun's mother took it away. Not only the brown sugar, but also candies and hawthorn slices, etc. He knew everything but pretended to be deaf and dumb.
But the original owner blamed himself for not protecting the things well. In fact, the two of them had colluded with each other. None of the things were bought for the original owner. The original owner just passed them on.
If it was really given to the original owner, why didn't he choose something that the original owner could use, such as personal items like clothes and hairbands? Sun Dahai's behavior is worse than that of a man in the 21st century who gave his wife a mop on her birthday.
Look, I gave her brown sugar, why would she be unhappy?
If others tell others that he is a very good man, the original owner will not argue and cannot express his grievances.
Just tell me whether he sent it or not!
Yesterday, the brown sugar at home was used up by the naughty kids to make sweet soup. I guess Sun Er, who slept with him last night, told him about it, otherwise he wouldn't buy more. You need sugar coupons to buy sugar.
Seeing Yun Yuan still motionless, Sun Dahai became angry: "Don't take Qiao, come out quickly."
Mother Sun passed by the woodshed carrying eggs and said sarcastically, "Oh, even your husband's words are useless. This is going to go to hell!"
Sun Dahai's face darkened. He quickly walked over and pulled it, but his hand was so hot that he shuddered.
The person on the bed had his eyes closed, his face flushed, but his lips were pale. He was breathing out hot air rapidly, like a dying person, breathing in more than he was breathing out.
Sun Dahai was frightened: "Mom, come in quickly, she has a fever."
"It's a fever, everyone has had a fever. There's no need to make a fuss, and you won't be afraid of scaring the child."
"Mom, it's really hot. Will she die?"
"It's not that serious. I won't die." Sun's mother walked into the house slowly and took a casual look. "Go out for dinner. You don't have to worry about the housework."
Sun Dahai finished a big bowl of porridge in no time, took the egg and left without hesitation. He had to go to work, and his mother was there to take care of everything.
Grandma closed the door indifferently and went to wake up her three older grandsons. It seemed that this lazy woman could not go to work today. She had wasted ten work points in vain. She was really a spendthrift woman.
At the dinner table, Sun Yi, Sun Er and Sun Yi each had an egg and a bowl of hot porridge.
Sun Er took a mouthful of porridge and spat it out, as he always felt that the porridge smelled like chicken shit.
"Today's porridge has a strange taste, milk, it must be that our stepmother put something there to poison us."
Sun Yi cracked the boiled egg open and saw that it was not the runny egg he usually ate. He threw the egg in anger and said, "I want to eat a runny egg. This egg is not runny at all. The yolk is hard and sticky. It's not tasty at all."
Sun Yi took a sip of the porridge. The taste... he knew it was made by his grandmother as soon as he took a sip. How dare his stepmother not make breakfast today?
"Grandma, where's our stepmother? Is this how she takes care of us after Dad married her?"
Sun Er: "Auntie Lin next door is still the best. Why didn't Dad marry Auntie Lin but this black-hearted stepmother? She abuses us every day."
Sun Yi agreed: "Aunt Lin is beautiful, and the baby she gave birth to is also good-looking. The stepmother has been married for a year and has not given birth to a baby. She is like a hen that doesn't lay eggs!"
Sun Yi is ten years old this year and understands a little about matters between men and women. He knows why his stepmother can't give birth to a baby. His father is monopolized by them every day, so it would be strange if his stepmother could get pregnant.
But this is exactly what he wants to see. Everything in the house belongs to his four brothers, and his stepmother can't even think of giving birth to another child to steal their property.
Sun's mother was worried. Yun's father was the chef of a state-owned restaurant. She was indeed not as good as Yun in controlling the heat. She had to boil soft-boiled eggs ten times before she succeeded twice.
As for the strange taste of the porridge, she denied it. What could be wrong with cooking eggs and porridge together?
She drank her share of porridge in one gulp: "That lazy woman has a fever and can't get up, so you can just eat it. I will make sure she gets up and cook for you at noon."
Sun Er: "I want sweet and sour pork ribs."
Sun Yi: "I want to eat big bone soup."
"Okay, okay, cook them all." Sun's mother calculated that there were still some spare ribs left from yesterday. If they were eaten this month, they would have to wait until next month when the meat coupons were issued to eat more.
She went to buy the big bones after dinner. She didn't need meat coupons, so she had to go early or she would miss out if she was late.
The two little ones also got up. After Sun's mother fed them, she left them at Lin Momo's house next door.
"Momo, Auntie is going to do some shopping. Please take care of the two little ones at home."
Lin Momo had just gotten up and hadn't eaten yet. She felt annoyed when she heard what Sun's mother said.
But she still had a smile on her face: "Don't worry, Auntie, I will take good care of Xiao Si and Xiao Wu. Staying at my house is just right for you to play with my little treasure. By the way, Auntie, where's Yun Yuan? Isn't she up yet?"
"Don't mention it. You get angry with the child over the slightest thing. He hasn't even gotten up yet."
Lin Momo knew what to say to Sun's mother. She said, "Yun Yuan is so ignorant. She's still arguing with the children. Your five children are so smart and cute. I love them all. Yun Yuan is so lucky to marry into your family."
"If only the Yun family were half as sensible as you are."
After Sun's mother left, Sun Si and Sun Wu ran around Lin Momo's house and woke up Lin Momo's one-year-old baby.
Xiaobao cried loudly, and Lin Momo patiently comforted him.
But the two children were still screaming around them.
"Lululu, crybaby!"
"Crybaby, shame on you."
Lin Momo could no longer hold back and took out a wooden toy for the two of them to play with.
【Host, are we just going to lie here? 】
[Don't worry, Lin Momo will come find me. Then I'll put on a show and divorce the Sun family. I'll just let them fight each other.]
The system didn't know what Yun Yuan was going to do, so it asked her: "Do you want to eat something?"
Let’s eat…
"Yun Yuan, are you awake yet? Your two kids are with me."
Here it comes, Yun Yuan put the things back into the space with regret.
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