Chapter 17 Chapter 17 Feng Family.
"I'm going to tell my second sister that you came to my house to steal food!"
Thinking about it, my aunt used to only bring good and fragrant things, like naiguo, oil residue, and glutinous rice cakes, to tempt the three sisters, and never gave them any to eat.
Ji Zhu was angry, so she brought up Ji Feng, who was the best at scolding people.
Wang Li and the others rushed in upon hearing what was said. They saw Ji Huhai chewing on the steamed buns that were supposed to be given to them, and they had the brown sugar buns on them!
Wang Li immediately snatched half of it back from him.
"You little rascal, you came to someone else's house to steal food!"
"I'm going to sue my mother for bullying me!" Ji Huhai shouted angrily when the sweet and soft steamed bun was snatched away.
Everyone in Bengu knew that the eldest wife, Mrs. Jin, loved their precious son. Mrs. Jin was a very harsh person. If anyone scared or scolded her precious son, she would chase him to his house and scold him for three days and three nights.
But at this moment, they were in the right, so why would they be afraid? Wang Li said:
"Go ahead and tell them! Tomorrow I'll tell all the young men in the village that you stole something! Let's see who will still play tricks on you!"
Chen Gou'er and Cui Guangyao also echoed, "Yes, go ahead and sue us, we're not afraid!"
Ji Huhai didn't dare to complain. Jin didn't like him begging for food in the second house, so when the whole family went to the fields to harvest rice, she locked Ji Huhai in the house and didn't allow him to go anywhere.
Ji Huhai was still thinking about the aroma of meat he had smelled two days ago, and last night he heard Jin and Ji Fu talking about white jade steamed buns.
When he woke up this morning, he folded his couch on top of the rice jar, climbed out of the window, and sneaked into the second room. The kitchen had no lock, and the door opened easily when he pushed it. There was no one inside, so he treated it as his own home and lifted the lid of the pottery cauldron to take a look.
Seeing that there were soft, fluffy, red steamed buns inside, he picked up one and started to eat it. When his mouth was full of sweetness, Ji Zhu came back.
Now, he could only watch helplessly as Wang Li divided the half into four parts, one for each of him, Cui Guangyao, Chen Gou'er, and Chen Sui'er.
"They can all eat it!" he pointed dissatisfiedly.
"I want to eat too! I am the male of the Ji family, I am the root, I am the incense... I am the incense!"
He learned these words from listening to them a lot at home.
No one paid any attention to him. What did he mean by roots? The steamed buns were really delicious.
Ji Xu picked up the remaining whole brown sugar steamed bun in the pottery pot, took out half of it, and gave it to Wang Li and the others.
Chen Sui'er waved her hand and refused, fearing that she would not have enough to eat for breakfast.
Although the others were greedy, they also followed suit and said, "Eat it yourself."
"I'll say it again! I am the root of the Ji family!" Ji Huhai shouted again to attract attention.
"You are a grass."
Wang Li, who could only follow suit and refuse half of the steamed bun, swallowed his saliva and glared at Ji Huhai, blaming the little devil for stealing half of it. He then said angrily,
"We collect firewood to buy steamed buns. What have you done? You just steal them! You have no shame."
"Shame on you! Shame on you!" Cui Guangyao made the gesture of wiping his face with his index finger.
"Humph, it's just firewood!"
Ji Huhai ran back to the next yard, huffed and puffed as he dragged a bundle of firewood over, wiped his sweat, and
"Is that all right?"
"The firewood you took was chopped by the adults at home, so it doesn't count!" said Wang Li.
"But my mother is coming back. If she finds out that I sneaked out, she will pull my flesh. I will go with you to collect firewood tomorrow, okay?" Ji Huhai looked at the sun below. When the shadow of the eaves aligned with the eaves, his mother would go home to make an extra meal. He had to climb back through the window quickly.
"Xiaozhu, do you think you want him to join us?" Wang Li asked Jizhu, although he didn't want this little ghost to join.
Jizhu felt something was wrong. She didn't say that they had to go collect firewood together tomorrow, but she was thinking seriously. Although with more people helping, they could collect more firewood, so that they wouldn't be cold during the winter.
But Ji Huhai was the eldest wife's treasure. If he helped the second wife collect firewood and got hurt, his aunt would definitely come and scold him, saying that she had tricked Ji Huhai into leaving with food, which was very troublesome.
There had been a similar incident before. When Ji Huhai had a fever and convulsions, his aunt insisted that it was because his mother had quarreled too loudly and frightened him so much that he was possessed by a ghost. That was why he had a fever all over his body. She also asked his aunt to burn some talisman water for Ji Huhai to drink, saying that this would cure the ghost disease in his body. At that time, his mother was entangled by Jin and had no other choice but to burn some talisman water to put an end to the problem.
Thinking of this, Ji Zhu frowned and shook her head, "No need, just don't sneak into my house again."
"Hmph! I don't even want to help you collect firewood!" Hearing this, Ji Huhai yelled, and left angrily, climbing back to the east room through the window on the firewood.
Ji Xu came back in a donkey cart. She received 220 coins from the farmer and earned another 40 coins by selling things in the fields. She bought a thick, deep-bellied water jar for 80 coins, and had 180 coins left. She planned to save it for her mental arithmetic. After all, there would be no big orders like today in the next few days, so she still had to make plans for taxes.
The water jar was made of pottery, with thick walls, and was extremely heavy. She probably couldn't carry it back with her arms. The owner of the utensil shop had his young man drive a donkey cart to deliver the water jar to her home because she had bought utensils such as tripods, steamers, and water jars from the shop in the past two days.
The donkey cart stopped in front of the house. She jumped off and picked up things like baskets and willow baskets on the back of the cart. She saw that there was more firewood in front of the house.
After driving away Ji Huhai and separating from his friends, Ji Zhu, with his small body, was grunting as he carried firewood under the eaves.
Although each person only picked up a small bundle, it still added up to a lot, enough to burn for two days. I was feeling happy when I heard the sound of the donkey cart's wheels. I turned around with surprise.
"Sister, you're back!"
"What a big water jar! It's even bigger than the one we had at home."
There was an old water jar at home when their mother was still alive. One morning, she found a drowned mouse inside, so she took it out to clean it. However, the old thing was so old that it would crack when moved. Later, they had no money to buy a new one, so they had to make do with a wooden barrel.
The shop boy was seen carrying a water jar off the donkey cart. Seeing that there was a new big guy in the family, Ji Zhu ran to measure it. It was almost as tall as her, and she clapped her hands in approval.
You have to know that there is no big water jar at home, and the wooden barrel will leak water after being used for a long time, often making the muddy ground wet, and you will slip if you are not careful. Sometimes when you need water suddenly, you can only go to the well in the field to fetch it back, and it takes several trips to use it. It is much cheaper to store water in a water jar. You can fill it up when you are free and use it whenever you want.
"Hey, there's a lid, so mice won't fall in."
It was a wooden lid with a handle in the middle, which fit perfectly on the water jar.
Ji Xu was helping Xiao Lang carry the water jar to the kitchen and placing it in the northwest corner. He asked, "Xiao Zhu went to collect firewood?"
Ji Zhu nodded and said, "I went to pick up pine cones. Sui'er and the others helped to pick up the firewood. I gave them some steamed buns to eat."
"Is Xiaozhu enough to eat by herself?"
"That's enough," Jizhu said.
Ji Xu touched her head and said with emotion, "So good."
Thinking of leaving more steamed buns for her tomorrow, she wanted to share them with her friends while still being able to fill her own stomach.
After the big water jars were unloaded, Xiaolang drove away in the donkey cart. Jizhu was still looking at the cart curiously from behind. She had never ridden in a donkey cart, let alone an ox cart. This was a rare thing, and it was novel to look at it.
"What are you looking at in the bright sun? Whose donkey cart is that?"
When she turned around, she saw Ji Feng, her face full of joy. Before Ji Zhu could say anything, she heard her raise her voice and shout into the house:
"Sister, look who I brought here?"
When Ji Xu came out of the kitchen, she recognized that they were the Feng family, Xu Ai and her granddaughter Feng Fuzhen. She had this memory.
There was also a young woman with a round face who looked unfamiliar. She was wearing a lotus-colored fine cloth jacket. Because she was busy with farming those days, she was wearing a large embroidered blue cloth crotch-bound hakama underneath. As she raised her hand to stroke her hair, a thin gold bracelet on her wrist was revealed.
She was seen standing beside Aunt Xu, secretly glancing at the thatched hut where they lived, curling her lips in an undisguised expression of disgust.
Ji Xu had no memory of such a person. She guessed that it must be the new wife that the second son of the Feng family had married during the three years when the original body was away.
She scooped water and washed her hands, smiling and welcoming,
"Mother Xu, why are you here?"
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