Although Da Wang was two or three years younger than the other child, he was not afraid at all and wrestled with the other child.

Soon Da Wang kicked his opponent to the ground, which caused a round of cheers.

Then, the older boy pushed him down and held his face. "You little bastard, do you accept this?"

Da Wang naturally refused to accept the defeat. He neither cried out in pain nor begged for mercy. Instead, he tried his best to push the other person down.

Soon, he exerted force from his waist, grabbed the opponent's shoulders with both hands, and pushed him down. He rode on him, bent his knees to suppress the opponent's arms, and grabbed the opponent's ears with his hands, "Do you accept it?"

"Ah! It hurts so much!" The older child started to cry and kicked his legs wildly, trying to push Da Wang off. "It hurts so much, Han Da Wang, you dare to hit me? I'll tell my dad and brother to beat you up!"

Da Wang didn't care, he just pulled his ears and kept asking coldly: "Do you obey or not? Do you obey or not? Will you obey me from now on?"

"Listen...listen, listen, listen..."

"Call me boss!"

"Boss..."

"Hahaha," the children around laughed.

At this time, adults were running around the village calling children to eat, names like Gousheng, Zhuzi, and Tiedan. The children all ran away and went home to eat.

Soon Da Wang was the only one left. He stood there in a daze, as if he couldn't accept the situation of suddenly losing his followers.

No one called him and he didn't want to go home, so he turned around and sat down on a big rock.

"Da Wang." Lin Lan called him.

Da Wang was stunned. Who called him? He looked up and saw Lin Lan standing not far away. He stood up and turned around and ran away.

"Da Wang, where are you going? Go home and have dinner." Lin Lan chased after him.

"Mind your own business and leave me alone!" Da Wang turned and ran away.

Lin Lan knew that he hated the original owner's shameless quarrels and suicide attempts, and thought it was shameful and unmannerly. In addition, the original owner always complained to him that Han Qingsong didn't send her money, the old lady was partial to her, everyone in the family bullied her, etc. He really didn't want to be in the same frame with the original owner for even a second, lest he be dragged down and nagged endlessly.

Lin Lan could understand his feelings. After all, when her parents nagged her in her previous life, she also wished she could disappear.

If her younger brother had not finally married and had children, she felt that in the eyes of her parents, her younger brother would be her responsibility for the rest of his life, and it would be her fault as the older sister if he could not find a wife.

So she can understand the feeling of having opinions about parents.

Now she is most worried about Dawang. After all, 11 years old is a very awkward age. He is beginning to enter the rebellious period of adolescence. His world is black and white. If his parents are not his role models or people he respects, then they are his enemies who do not understand him and embarrass others.

Chuunibyou is very scary. When it strikes, it's so devastating that it's like a landslide or a tsunami.

Otherwise, where do so many people say that all parents are a curse?

What's more, the original owner has become a negative role model for him. If he doesn't change, it will be too late.

Lin Lan felt that since she had taken over this body, she couldn't just bear the reputation of someone else's mother in vain. It was also her responsibility to guide the children onto the right path and avoid the final tragedy.

It's a pity that boys of this age have their own ideas and their mothers really can't control them. So Lin Lan doesn't even have a chance to prove to him that she won't nag him.

She was really afraid that she could do nothing about Dawang's life.

She had no choice but to go home. At that time, everyone in the family except Dawang had returned and were setting the table for dinner.

In the summer, we set up the dining table in the courtyard and eat before it gets dark. This way we don’t have to light an oil lamp and save fuel.

Han's second sister-in-law was like a person who had just been pulled out of a vinegar jar. She was filled with sourness and dislike for everything about Lin Lan. She wanted to use dinner as an opportunity to hold a family criticism meeting to formally criticize Lin Lan.

Lin Lan felt that she was just being too aggressive. If it had been in the past, the original owner would have started scolding her and would never have spoken in such a nice tone. She also did not dare to complain so much in person.

So, she is hovering on the edge of temptation and must not get used to it.

During the meal, the old man Han first asked about Xiaowang's condition, and finally criticized him, "Old Third, you want to see a doctor for your child, which is a good thing, and your family supports it. You opened a letter of recommendation to borrow money privately, and I won't criticize you. Don't do it again in the future."

Lin Lan had no doubts about supporting medical treatment, but she just wouldn't give any money.

She didn't talk back and nodded, "I know."

Seeing that she didn't even apologize to her and acted as if she was righteous, Mrs. Han became even angrier.

But the old Korean boss repeatedly gave her the look, so she had to give up. She felt unhappy, so she had to cut back on food for the third brother's family.

Old Lady Han grabbed the rice basket and snorted, "The autumn grain has not been distributed yet, and my aunt and uncle are still in school. We have to exchange the grain for food coupons. There is not enough food for our family, so we have to start rationing now."

Men were given cornmeal cakes and a bowl of pumpkin and pea porridge. Children ate thick porridge, and women ate dried sweet potatoes. The porridge was served with the hot pot water.

Lin Lan and Mrs. Han ate the worst.

Mrs. Han seemed to be accustomed to the job. She worked hard without complaint and dared not express her opinions to her face.

Lin Lan took a look at the bowl of turbid soup with a look of disgust, but she was really too hungry, so she just focused on eating the steamed sweet potatoes.

Ugh, it tastes bitter, astringent and sour. What is this?

Hard to swallow!

I really miss Yang Han’s white flour steamed buns.

When the family is divided, I will definitely eat plenty of meat and flour, and then I will feed you to death!

Lin Lan didn't understand. In fact, the sweet potatoes and dried sweet potatoes in this season were really not tasty.

Sweet potatoes are usually harvested after the Mid-Autumn Festival. Some are dried in the sun, and those harvested after the Frost Descent are stored in the cellar for the whole winter. If they are stored properly and do not rot, they can be eaten in the spring of the following year. However, they will rot after the Chinese New Year, so you can only peel the bad ones and eat the rest boiled.

Even if that's the case, it definitely won't last this season!

What we eat now are actually the mother sweet potato seeds used to germinate sweet potato seedlings. We slice them and dry them in the sun, and keep them for when we are short of food.

Of course, women are the ones who eat this kind of sweet potato, which has no nutrition and may even be poisonous.

But the Han family was not poor enough to eat this. It was because the old lady was so angry that she deliberately asked Mrs. Han to boil it for Lin Lan to eat.

Xiao Wang was drinking porridge from his bowl. Suddenly, he held the coarse porcelain bowl and put it in Lin Lan's hand, "Mom, eat."

Originally everyone was eating their own food, but Xiaowang suddenly said this, and he didn't speak very fluently, so it was very abrupt.

After Xiaowang said this, Erwang hesitated for a moment with the bowl in his hand, while Mai Sui took a look and didn't react and just ate his own food.

Sanwang turned his head to take a look, and said loudly in surprise: "Mom, why is your porridge so watery?" He turned his head to look at others and found that it was not the same. He looked at his own and scratched his head, "Mom, I'll give you half."

As he said this, he poured half of his porridge to Lin Lan.

Although it is a common practice in the countryside for women to eat the worst food, except for those who are strong, sick or in special circumstances, this is the practice in every household.

But once the secret was exposed, all the men at the table felt ashamed.

Mrs. Han looked at her husband and children, but unfortunately they just kept their heads down and ate without even thinking about sharing any with her.

Mrs. Han was so embarrassed that she pointed at Sanwang with her chopsticks and said, "You are just a fool. Eat your meal."

Sanwang was still curious, "Grandma, is it possible that our family can't afford to eat? Then I'll pick some wild vegetables while I'm mowing the grass tomorrow. I see Xiaoniu and the others are doing that."

Old Mrs. Han was almost choked to death by him.

Old Korean had no choice but to say, "Let's eat." He glanced at the basket again and saw some cakes in it, so he motioned to the old lady to let the children eat.

The old man is in charge of all the outside affairs of the Han family, while the old lady is in charge of the housework and the money and food. However, she still has to listen to old man Han on some matters.

After all, you can't lose the old man's face in front of the children. This is also the custom in the countryside and the dignity of men.

She put the basket on the table angrily.

Sanwang immediately stood up and grabbed the biggest cake. Erwang snatched it and handed it to Lin Lan, "Mom, eat the cake."

Sanwang got used to it, so he just ate his own food.

Lin Lan broke the cake into pieces and shared them among the children. Seeing that Mai Sui looked listless, she forced a piece on her.

After dinner, the eldest sister-in-law Han took her daughter to clean up the dishes and wash the pots and dishes. The second sister-in-law Han couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart and yelled at Lin Lan again.

"I'm telling you, Lao San, you borrowed money from the brigade, so you should pay it back yourself. Don't expect to pay it back with your work points."

Without waiting for Lin Lan to say anything, Sanwang shouted, "My father will send money back to pay me back."

Han's second sister-in-law was so angry that her teeth ached, "Your father's money belongs to the whole family, it doesn't count!"

Sanwang was puzzled. He was a straightforward and honest child, so he wanted to have a discussion with Second Auntie. "Second Auntie, why doesn't the money my father earned count?"

Old Mrs. Han waved her hands in annoyance and said, "Go away and play somewhere else."

Speaking of sending money back, she was busy counting on her fingers, "Hey, today is the 18th or the 19th, it's time for the third child to send money back, why hasn't the postman delivered the receipt yet?"

Although it is about the same time every year, the logistics personnel in the army also have a lot of work to do, so it is normal to be late by one or two days. Anyway, you can just wait for the remittance slip at home, and it won't be lost.

Lin Lan pretended that she knew nothing. She had already hidden the money. It was impossible for her to confess. After all, confession would get the better of her. There was no way the old lady would get leniency with money matters. She could only wait until the truth was revealed.

Two days later, it was noon.

When the members came back from work, they saw a postman in uniform entering the village, and a group of little kids chasing his bicycle towards Han's house.

The postman arrived at the door and shouted, "There's something!"

"Oh, my remittance has finally arrived!" Old Mrs. Han was so happy that she didn't even bother to complain about her frail health and leg pain. She trotted out with her arms flailing, and the bun on the back of her head jumped up and down.

"Xiao Dong, where is the list? Give it to me quickly." Old Mrs. Han walked out of the door breathlessly and stretched out her hand to the postman.

The postman glanced at the list and said with a smile, "Auntie Han, this time it's not for you, it's for Lin Lan. Is Lin Lan at home?"

"What?" Old Mrs. Han was stunned.

She felt as if a sharp arrow had pierced her chest. All her strength was drained out of her body and she slid to the ground unconsciously.

After a while, she let out a sharp cry from her throat, "Oh my God, this unfilial son, he forgot his mother after getting a wife——"