Chapter 147 If we don’t treat ourselves well, who else can we expect?
Zeng Xiaojuan was so dizzy after hearing this that she had only one thought: My third brother-in-law has so many family members.
If it were in the past, she would definitely not be willing to bring the child to their house, as it would be too much trouble for them, and her third sister would also be blamed by her husband's family.
But looking at her daughter in her arms, whose fever had just subsided and who was still so fragile that she didn't dare to speak loudly to her, Zeng Xiaojuan couldn't say no. Something rolled over in her chest thousands of times, and she stared at Zeng Xiaoyan in a daze.
Xu Zhichun: "Sister Xiaojuan, why don't you come live with us?"
Zeng Xiaoyan was stunned.
Zeng Xiaojuan quickly shook her head without thinking: "No, no, that's too troublesome——"
"It's not a big deal at all. I'm the only one in our family. Chunfen is a girl from another family in our village, and she's also with me. If you and Qiao'er go too, it'll be more lively."
Aunt Zhu'er also laughed and said, "I think this is a good idea. Zhichun's family originally only has her and her younger brother-in-law who is over ten years old. Her younger brother-in-law is studying in the county school and doesn't come home on weekdays. Their house is spacious, so you two can live comfortably."
Zeng Xiaoyan also jokingly said, "Yes, yes, Second Sister, you can take Qiao'er with you. Anyway, I have troubled Sister Zhichun for more than one or two things, so this one is not a big deal. I will still repay Sister Zhichun's favor in the future, so don't think too much."
Everyone who said that laughed.
Zeng Xiaojuan felt a pang of sadness in her heart, but nodded. "I'll follow your arrangements, Zhichun. Thank you very much."
"You're welcome, let's go back now."
"Um."
Xu Zhichun breathed a sigh of relief. Qiao'er's condition would definitely relapse. If she didn't live in her house, she would have no way to give her medicine.
Zeng Xiaoyan took three days' worth of medicine and then went to the market to buy three or four pounds of meat, three or four pounds of spare ribs, four live fat chickens, and twenty eggs. "Sister Zhichun will take them back later."
It was considered as food for her sister and niece.
Xu Zhichun's family has so many eggs that they can never finish them all. The chickens are fed with a combination of corn kernels, fish bone meal and chicken feed. Now she can harvest more than ten eggs every day, so she even sells eggs to Manager Tang regularly.
One egg costs one cent, and if you get some from the warehouse space, the income from selling eggs alone is more than five hundred cents a month.
The Lotus Restaurant needed a huge number of eggs. In addition to hers, the eggs from Xiaoyan's family, Zhuer's aunt, Chunfen's mother and several other families were now collected together and sold to the restaurant.
Of course, other families don’t raise as many chickens as Xu Zhichun’s, nor do they lay as many eggs as hers, so they can’t sell many in a month.
Her family had no shortage of eggs, but Zeng Xiaoyan was counting the eggs for Zeng Xiaojuan and her mother. Xu Zhichun did not refuse and nodded in agreement.
The group rode a bullock cart out of the city and back to the village.
When I returned to the village, I looked at the sky and it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon.
This was Zeng Xiaojuan's first time visiting her sister-in-law's village, and she had to go to her sister's house to say hello no matter what.
She was suddenly in a dilemma: this was her first visit, and she had nothing. What should she do? It would be too embarrassing, and people would look down on her sister.
Even Zeng Xiaoyan was a little dumbfounded - she hadn't expected this.
Fortunately, Xu Zhichun had everything at home, so he immediately took out two pounds of brown sugar and a bag of preserved apricots and said, "Take them first. I think we're almost done."
Brown sugar is a precious commodity these days. Even at its cheapest, it costs thirty cents per pound.
Zeng Xiaoyan smiled happily: "Luckily, I have Sister Zhichun! This money will be deducted from my share."
"OK."
Zeng Xiaojuan felt so warm in her heart that she didn't know what to say with gratitude.
They simply told everyone that they were inviting Zeng Xiaojuan to stay for a few days and help out. Both the village head and Aunt Liang welcomed Zeng Xiaoyan's sister with great hospitality. Aunt Liang even invited her to stay at their house, and Zeng Xiaoyan said it would be a good opportunity for Zhichun's sister to keep her company.
Aunt Liang was helpless and speechless. What did "it's the same living over there" mean? The third brother's family really didn't treat her as an outsider at all.
Fortunately, Zhichun doesn't care about these things.
Aunt Liang insisted that she eat at home, "Why not call Zhichun over as well? It would be troublesome for her to cook by herself."
How can I refuse this?
Zeng Xiaojuan couldn't stand it anymore and looked at the girl for help.
Zeng Xiaoyan was a little at a loss for words. Her mother-in-law's words made perfect sense. If Qiao'er hadn't been ill and unable to come, she would have agreed wholeheartedly.
Zeng Xiaoyan had no choice but to refuse: "Sister Zhichun has already started cooking. How about next time? I'll tell her in advance next time."
Fearing that her mother-in-law would say something else, Zeng Xiaoyan quickly took her second sister and ran away. She thought to herself that she would tell her mother-in-law the truth in the evening, as it was time to tell her the truth.
Qiao'er fell ill and never recovered, so Xu Zhichun carried her into the house to rest.
Qiao'er woke up on the way. She was not afraid of strangers and followed Xu Zhichun home obediently.
The main hall was in the middle of the three-room house, and on the left was a small reception room where Xu Zhichun usually chatted with the younger sisters. There was a couch specially made in the small room and placed against the wall. Xu Zhichun took a pillow and a thin quilt made of several layers of cotton cloth and covered her up to her chest, just enough for Qiao'er to lie down and rest.
Zeng Xiaojuan was surprised when she arrived at Xu Zhichun's house. "Your house is really nice, so clean and bright. It makes people happy just by looking at it."
The Zeng family is rich, but it has nothing to do with the two sisters.
Growing up, the two sisters lived in a dilapidated courtyard, which was cleaned casually by only a lazy maid who slacked off every day. They were not allowed to set foot in the Zeng family's glamorous places and beautiful gardens.
When Zeng Xiaojuan saw the courtyard and house of Xu Zhichun's house, she really thought it was great.
Xu Zhichun smiled and said, "This is a house we just built a while ago. It's where we live, so of course we should follow our own wishes. If we don't treat ourselves well, who else can we expect?"
Zeng Xiaojuan's heart moved, and she smiled softly, "Yes."
Who else could she rely on? She couldn't rely on anyone either.
They have to set up a stall tomorrow, and there is still a lot of konjac available. If it is a little short, Xu Zhichun and Aunt Zhuer can just go to the nearby konjac field and dig some.
Liang Mingliang and Zeng Xiaoyan are busy at home.
Zeng Xiaojuan knew that this was their business, so she tactfully did not take the initiative to get involved. She just told Zeng Xiaoyan that if she needed any help, she could call her.
Today's work cannot be finished before dark, so Zeng Xiaoyan and the others plan to come back after dinner.
After they all left, Xu Zhichun began to cook dinner.
The small stove and medicine pot for boiling medicine were also found, and Zeng Xiaojuan boiled medicine for Qiao'er.
After the rice was steamed, Xu Zhichun went to feed the chickens and pigs. Zeng Xiaojuan wanted to help, but she smiled and declined, saying that she would help with cooking later.
You can't delegate the feeding of chickens and pigs to others.
For dinner, Xu Zhichun made Qiao'er steamed meat patties with goji berries and lilies. There was a piece of yam left at home from Liang Lizheng's family, perfect for stewing pork ribs. He also made stir-fries with minced meat and eggplant, and stir-fried pork with chili and beans.
There's still some meat and ribs left. Boil them in water tonight with a little salt, and take them out after they're cooked. They won't go bad tomorrow. The four chickens are kept in a separate henhouse and will be slaughtered the day after tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)
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