“Bang, bang, bang…”

After putting the manuscript that had been checked for typos into an envelope, Shen Zhihuan stretched himself and was about to go to bed for a nap when there was a knock on the door.

Shen Zhihuan glanced in the direction of the courtyard gate, curled the corners of his mouth in a sarcastic tone, kicked off his shoes, and got on the bed.

Ever since Qin Bin delivered the cotton wool, someone has been knocking on the door every few days.

People with thin skin will give up after one or two setbacks, but there are those with thick skin who will come again and again...

"Auntie!" Daya's childish voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

Shen Zhihuan somersaulted to his feet, put on his shoes, and trotted to open the door.

Outside the gate, the two little girls looked at each other with red eyes when they heard footsteps in the yard.

The moment the wooden door opened, Shen Zhimei's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Big sister, Daya, Erya, what are you doing..."

Shen Zhihuan was visibly stunned when she saw Shen Zhimei carrying the new cotton quilt they had just delivered not long ago on her back and a large bag on her wrist, and Daya and Erya each carrying a large bag in their hands.

"Little sister..." Shen Zhimei's eyes were red and tears silently rolled down her cheeks.

"Auntie..." The two little girls also had tears in their eyes, looking so pitiful.

"Come in first." Shen Zhihuan reached out and took the bags from the two little girls, and let the mother and her three daughters into the house.

After putting down his bag, Shen Zhihuan took some warm water that had been hung outside and used it to wash the faces of the two little girls. He also took some egg cakes and glutinous rice sticks from Li Qiuhua's room for the two little girls to eat.

After settling the two little girls, Shen Zhihuan wrung out a towel and handed it to Shen Zhimei, "Sister, what are you doing..."

Shen Zhimei covered her face and cried sadly.

"Grandma wanted cotton wool and cotton as a dowry for me, but mom refused to give them to me. So she asked mom to take Erya and me out of Lao Qian's house." Daya sobbed while holding an egg cake in her hand.

"Have you eaten yet?" Shen Zhihuan frowned.

"No." Daya glanced at Shen Zhimei, who was crying her heart out, and shook her head timidly.

"Then you can eat some egg cakes to fill your stomach first. Auntie will cook some sugar-water eggs for you." Shen Zhihuan stood up.

"Aunt, we are not hungry." Daya hurriedly grabbed Shen Zhihuan and shook her head with red eyes.

"Aunt, we're really not hungry." Erya quickly agreed.

Sugar syrup eggs...

Although Daya and Erya had never eaten sugar-water eggs, they knew that it must be expensive when they heard that it contained both sugar and eggs.

How could they waste something so precious?

"Little sister, don't bother us, we are not hungry." Shen Zhimei wiped away her tears and choked.

"Sister, don't be sad. There are so many rooms in our house. Are you afraid that you have no place to live? Just stay here with peace of mind. With mother and I here, you three won't starve." Shen Zhihuan stuffed the wet towel in his hand into Shen Zhimei's hand and turned to go to the kitchen.

Soon, three large bowls of sugar-water eggs were served on the table.

Shen Zhimei felt so distressed seeing this that she wanted to get a bowl to share some with Shen Zhihuan, but just as she stood up, she was pulled back by Shen Zhihuan.

"Eat quickly. This thing won't taste good if it gets cold." Shen Zhihuan pushed three bowls of sugar-water eggs in front of the mother and her two children.

Some time ago, she bought about twenty adult native chickens from Qin Bin and raised them on the island in the middle of the lake behind the resort.

Now I can pick up about ten eggs every day.

It is called an island in the middle of the lake, but in fact it is just the excess soil that had nowhere to go when the artificial lake was dug, and it was too costly to pull it down the mountain for disposal.

At that time, Shen Zhihuan's grandparents had just gotten married and had limited start-up capital. In order to save costs and trouble, they simply piled the excess soil in the middle.

Unexpectedly, it later became a scenic spot in the resort.

It attracted hundreds of white cranes to make the island in the middle of the lake their home.

You can also fertilize the peach trees and hawthorn trees on the island in the middle of the lake and loosen the soil.

"I really can't eat so much." Shen Zhimei looked at the big bowl of sugar-water eggs in front of her and swallowed.

She couldn't remember the last time she had eggs.

I only remember that my grandparents and dad were still alive at that time, and the family was still together.

"Don't say those useless things, just eat quickly." Shen Zhihuan glared.

Under Shen Zhihuan's close supervision, the mother and her two children obediently ate up the sugar-coated eggs in front of them, including the eggs and the sugar syrup.

Daya sensibly collected the dishes and went to wash them.

"Aunt, what should I do?" Erya stood up.

"Go to grandma's room and take a nap." Shen Zhihuan smiled and rubbed Erya's skinny little face.

“……” Arya was stunned.

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Does taking a nap count as work? "Go to the mountain with your elder sister and dig some wild vegetables." Shen Zhimei said softly.

My mother was the only one who earned work points at home, and when the three of them came back...

Thinking of this, tears welled up in Shen Zhimei's red eyes again.

If she had no other choice, she would not want to come back and add to her mother's burden.

All she could do now was to work harder and eat less, and try to cause less trouble to her mother and younger sister.

"Sister, I'm writing for a magazine in Beijing now, and I earn about a hundred yuan a month. The magazine also gives me some food coupons, cloth coupons, meat coupons and other things from time to time. So, you don't have to worry about me not being able to support the three of you. Just stay here and rest assured." Shen Zhihuan took Shen Zhimei's hand and comforted her softly.

About a hundred yuan...

Shen Zhimei was shocked when she heard this.

My second brother-in-law is the director of a cotton mill, and his monthly salary is less than 40 yuan. My youngest sister can earn over 100 yuan a month by writing articles at home.

Shen Zhimei is really hard to imagine.

In her entire life, the most money she had ever received was the fifty-six yuan and thirty cents in her pocket.

Fifty-five of them were given to her by her mother during her two recent visits to her parents' home.

"I'm just afraid of causing trouble for you and mom." Shen Zhimei wiped away her tears.

"It doesn't matter if we are sisters. Bring Da Ya and Er Ya back, and the house will be more lively." Shen Zhihuan smiled and stretched out his hand to scratch Er Ya's little nose.

In her previous life, her grandparents were gone, and she stayed in that empty villa. Every time when the night was quiet, she felt like a wandering soul.

Apart from those cold funds, stocks and bank deposits, she has nothing.

Thanks to the original owner, she also experienced the feeling of having family.

"Sister, don't think about anything. Just eat and drink. Unless your brother-in-law and his mother come to apologize, you can't go back no matter what. At worst, I can support you three for the rest of your lives." Shen Zhihuan turned his head and looked at Shen Zhimei.

The first time she ran away from home, she went back alone in shame. Who in the Qian family would take her and her two daughters seriously in the future?

Money is booming...

In the original owner's memory, that guy was a foolish filial son with no bottom line.

The original owner's eldest sister was unlucky to have run into such a person.

I wonder if the original owner's elder sister can bear it? Now...

What matters is patience and determination.

(End of this chapter)