"Feng'er, what are you saying? What do you mean by dead? Aren't you here fine?" Zhang Xiu Lan looked at Li Jinfeng in panic.
At this moment, she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest and felt very uncomfortable.
"Nothing, what I mean is that I almost died!" Li Jinfeng replied in a stern tone.
She really felt sorry for Zhang Xiu Lan.
But Zhang Xiu Lan was also pitiful. Those days were really too painful for her.
She must have been really afraid of that kind of life, where there was no light at all and even breathing was labeled as a foul word. Just walking on the street could cause people to throw stones at her and splash feces at her. In addition, the original owner's grandparents, Zhang Xiu Lan's parents, also died because of those things.
It is precisely because she has lived a life without being beaten, scolded or bullied that she cherishes everything she has now even more.
"Feng'er, I'm sorry." Zhang Xiulan covered her mouth with her hand, her voice choked with sobs. "Mom shouldn't have pushed you. You should have a good rest first... I'll handle this matter myself."
Zhang Xiu Lan was determined to be a good stepmother so that every child would accept her and Li Jinfeng.
She thought that if she gave more, she would be able to move a few children.
"Mom, I'm telling you the truth. Li Ailan and Li Aiju scattered the fine grain today. You know how important food is at this time. Even if you plead for mercy, it won't work. It's better to let Grandpa vent his anger. Otherwise, what they do in the future will be even more lawless."
"Fine grain?" Zhang Xiulan was surprised.
How long has it been since she heard the word "fine grain"?
Although they are farmers, the harvested rice never falls directly into their hands.
Grain tax had to be paid first, and then the production team would keep some for reserve before distributing it to each household.
At the end of the year, there was only so much food that was distributed. Everyone had to exchange fine grains for coarse grains, and coarse grains for even coarser grains, and barely get through the year. If a family had fine grains to eat, it was a luxury.
"Yes, fine grain!" Li Jinfeng nodded.
Zhang Xiu Lan understood that in this situation, no matter what she said, it would be useless. Not only would her father-in-law not agree, even her mother-in-law would probably not stand on the side of Ai Lan and Ai Ju.
She couldn't help but feel a little desperate.
He seemed to have lost all his strength as he staggered out of Li Jinfeng's room.
When I got to the door and was about to close it for Li Jinfeng, she said, "Mom, I don't want to eat dinner tonight, so don't call me!"
She didn't want to see those two weirdos, Li Aiju and Li Ailan, during dinner for the time being, for fear that it would ruin her appetite.
What's more, she also had the braised pork that Lu Jianguo ordered for her at noon in her space. The braised pork was served with big white steamed buns, and the taste was definitely better than the plain coarse grain porridge.
In fact, if the Li family didn't have those two weirdos, Li Aiju and Li Ailan, or if Zhang Xiulan wasn't so selfless and thought more about herself, Li Jinfeng would want to take out some of the good things in the space.
Now is the time for harvesting and planting. She knows how tiring it is because there is endless work to do every day and the food is not good.
pity……
Throwing away the unrealistic thoughts in her head, Li Jinfeng lay on the bed, closed her eyes, and thought about the remaining braised pork in the space.
My mouth is watering...
It’s not a good time to have dinner now. We have to wait until late at night when everyone is asleep and the dogs are asleep.
But these days are really hard to bear. Next time she goes to Professor Wu, she will have to borrow some books to pass the time.
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