In the afternoon, Chen Qiuxia came to see Mo Yunmei. Hearing that Mo Yunmei was injured, she wanted to go in and check on her.
The two chatted inside for a long time.
The Mo family's neighbors rarely visited them, as the Mo family was too poor to have any meaningful interactions. However, after the Mo family started selling steamed buns, seeing them carrying baskets and pushing carts out early in the morning, their aroma filling the air, these neighbors gradually became restless.
They came to the Mo family's house under various pretexts and used various cover to inquire about their business. After learning that the Mo family was selling steamed buns, they all openly and secretly expressed their desire to eat some, but the Mo family always changed the subject and deflected their requests.
Some people were still unwilling to give up; it smelled so good that they were craving it. So, they brought their children to the store, using the children as a shield, and secretly pinched the children's hands to make them cry and fuss, then made an excuse that the children wanted to eat it.
The Mo family had anticipated that such people would appear, so they decided to show them the steamer basket.
“We’ve finished eating them all, there’s none left. As you can see, our Mo family has it tough, we’re very poor. We get up in the middle of the night to make steamed buns just to supplement our income. There are over ten people in our family to feed! We don’t even dare to eat too many of these steamed buns ourselves, so there won’t be any left. If you want some, flour isn’t expensive, and you might have plenty at home. You don’t need to buy any more; just go up the mountain and dig up some wild vegetables, and you can make a lot.”
Aunt Zhou next door was still unwilling to give up, "But we don't have any meat, so we can't make such fragrant filling! Why don't you make more filling in the future and share some with us, then we won't have to make the filling ourselves."
A person without skin is invincible!
Even someone as good-natured as Grandma Mo was almost laughing in anger. The Mo family had been dirt poor all these years, so why didn't they cook more and share with their neighbors when they cooked? What, now that their lives have improved, they're eager to share their food?
Where's your face?!
Zhao, however, was far less patient. She went straight up to Zhou Pingping, Zhou Da Niang's granddaughter, and stared at her clothes, saying, "Oh my! Pingping's outfit is so pretty! Is it new? The material is nice! Zhou Da Niang, if you buy ten more clothes in the future, our family won't need to buy any! We're poor, everyone's clothes are tattered, we can't afford a single piece of clothing. Sigh!"
Grandma Zhou was unhappy and pulled her granddaughter in front of her. "These clothes were a gift from Pingping's uncle. They weren't cheap! If your family wants to wear them, you can buy them yourself. If you can't afford them, it's none of our business. If you can't afford them, then don't wear new clothes."
Zhao straightened up, clapped her hands, and glanced sideways at him. "That's right! If you don't have meat filling, then don't eat meat buns! What does it matter to us if you don't have buns to eat! Our buns are very difficult to make!"
Aunt Zhou finally realized what was happening, feeling both ashamed and angry. Pointing at Zhao, she exclaimed, "You, you, you're really something! It's just a steamed bun! I refuse to believe I can't make it taste the same as yours!"
After saying that, he grabbed his granddaughter and left.
Zhou Pingping didn't want to leave, but Aunt Zhou got angry and dragged her away, yelling, "If you stay here, no one will give you anything to eat!"
Finally, Aunt Zhou dragged her crying granddaughter back home.
"Mom, it's just a steamed bun. We make so many steamed buns at home, just give them one. Look how you made them cry."
Mo Yunmei had somehow ended up sitting under the eaves and couldn't help but speak up when she saw this.
Old Mrs. Mo felt sorry for her daughter and kept pestering Doctor He for the ointment. After several attempts, she finally gave it to him with meat buns. After applying the ointment, Mo Yunmei recovered quite quickly and can now move around on her own.
Grandma Mo should have been happy to see her daughter able to walk, but her face immediately fell when she heard her daughter speak.
Mo Laoda laughed and said, "Yes, that's right! Mother, it's just a steamed bun. We'll give it to you next time. Look how sensible and kind-hearted Yunmei is."
Mo Yunmei didn't notice her older brother's sinister smile; she thought he was praising her and smiled happily.
Grandma Mo wasn't stupid; she knew her son was saying the opposite, so she played along, "Okay, I'll give you one later."
Mo Yunmei was smug. "That's right! Now that our Mo family is rich, we can't be too stingy. We should help and support our fellow villagers. Anyway, we've made so many buns, it won't hurt to give them a few!"
This is what Sister Qiuxia told her: people should be more generous and get along with each other to make a fortune!
The rest of the Mo family were stunned. Their family had become wealthy? When did that happen?
Looking at their own tattered clothes, living in a dilapidated thatched hut, and eating coarse grains, who can tell them what it means to get rich?
Furthermore, they themselves are struggling to make ends meet, so why should they open a charity to help others?
Everyone stared at Mo Yunmei as if they'd seen a ghost. Had this person lost their mind? Had they had a brain fart?
Old Master Mo laughed angrily and nodded vigorously, "Yunmei is right! From now on, give away all your share and be a kind-hearted person!"
Mo Yunmei was initially happy to receive her older brother's approval, but as soon as she realized something was wrong, she immediately retorted, "Why are you giving away my portion? What am I supposed to eat then?"
Mo Lao Er was also disappointed in his younger sister, and replied coldly, "You don't need to eat, you won't starve, but others do!"
After saying that, he got up and left.
The others also dispersed.
"Hey! Why don't I need to eat? You gave me so little, I'm not even full! Why did you give me my portion? Why didn't you give yours?"
Mo Yunmei shouted.
Mo Dongmei didn't leave. She went up to Mo Yunmei and explained, "It's because we're hungry and want to eat. You're not hungry and don't want to eat. If you want to be kind, we can only give you our share."
Mo Yunmei was annoyed that the little girl dared to look her in the eye and talk back to her. "You have no manners! I'm your aunt. How can you talk to me like that? Where did your upbringing go?"
Zhao rushed over to protect her son, immediately scolding, "You should first think about where your manners have gone! If you want to be a bodhisattva, do good deeds, but don't drag us all down with you. We're all starving and freezing! What are you thinking? Giving a bun to everyone you meet, as if you're saving all living beings? If you're so capable, make some yourself and give them away! You just sit in the sun all day without drying out the water in your brain!"
Mo Yunmei couldn't withstand Zhao's relentless rant and was so angry that she stomped her foot. But when she stomped, her foot hurt again, and she cried out, but no one paid any attention to her.
Su Nanxi thought Mo Yunmei was really something else, not very bright and often brainwashed.
Those words she just spoke must have been instilled in her by someone. Only one person has gone to see Mo Yunmei these past few days; who it was is obvious.
The rest of the Mo family ignored Mo Yunmei and went about their business.
Mo Yunmei would move out every day to sit in the yard and watch others work, paying special attention to the snails, not missing a single detail, and asking the children questions from time to time.
No one thought anything was wrong. They just assumed that Mo Yunmei was bored and curious, so she kept asking questions out of interest. As long as she didn't cause any trouble, no one bothered to pay attention to her.
Su Nanxi found it unusual. Who would be so bored as to ask about every single detail so clearly and repeatedly?
"Why won't you let me into the kitchen? I'm just sitting next to you, I'm not bothering you!"
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