Judging from the voice, the person speaking is Aunt Dongju, Bangchui's mother.
There is a small stream flowing down the mountain behind the village, but there are not many fish in it. It seems that Aunt Dongju found the fish, but somehow they were taken away.
"Qian Dongju, you're really something. I clearly found it on the ground. How can you prove it's yours? Did it respond when you called it? Or did you carve your name on it?"
Wang Cuihua is a shrew.
Qian Dongju was so angry that her teeth itched. That day, her husband saw a fish in the river. These days, her children had heard from somewhere that some people in the village were eating meat, and the children were also clamoring to eat some. She couldn't bear to spend money to buy pork, so she remembered the fish her husband had mentioned.
It took a lot of effort that day; they even rolled into the river before they finally caught a half-grown one.
But as soon as he got up, his hand slipped, and the fish bounced out of his hand.
When she got up, she saw Wang Cuihua picking up her fish and refusing to give it back to her.
If it weren't for the scarcity and difficulty in catching fish in the river, the two wouldn't be fighting over them like this.
The two eventually started fighting. Qian Dongju yanked off Wang Cuihua's headscarf and tore it. Wang Cuihua then trampled and tore apart Qian Dongju's basket.
As they struggled, the fish fell to the ground, then splashed and sprang into the river, immediately wagging its tail and disappearing from sight.
The two of them got tired of fighting and sat down to rest. "Hey, where's the fish?" Wang Cuihua then realized that the fish was gone.
They searched but couldn't find it anymore, and the two had no reason to continue fighting, each harboring resentment towards the other.
"Huh?" Qian Dongju suddenly noticed something hard under her feet. Looking down, she realized that the two of them had loosened the soil while fighting, revealing what was underneath.
Yin Lan craned her neck to look and exclaimed, "Ah, it's fenshu! This is a good thing!"
The two women also saw it, and asked, "What is this?"
Whatever it is, maybe we can eat it if we dig it up.
Yin Lan put down what she was holding on the ground, covered it with grass, and joined the ranks of those digging for sweet potatoes.
This hill doesn't belong to anyone, and since Yin Lan's house is nearby, it's not surprising that she came to dig after hearing the commotion.
So the two women couldn't say anything, but their movements gradually quickened.
After a while, no more could be dug up around there. Yin Lan had dug up about ten pounds of sweet potatoes, took off her clothes, gathered them up, and headed home.
Qian Dongju and Wang Cuihua glanced at Yin Lan's retreating figure and rolled their eyes. "You traitor, you're just feeding your own family so much that you're practically raising a dead child."
Qian Dongju glanced at Wang Cuihua, "Then why did you give her child cornbread?"
Wang Cuihua glanced at Qian Dongju with disdain, "Didn't you give her brown rice porridge too?"
The two disliked each other, turned away with a snort, and chose two different paths to go their separate ways, neither wanting to see the other.
However, there was another person they both disliked: Yin Lan.
The two of them spat at Yin Lan's retreating figure.
Spendthrift woman.
Yin Lan naturally had no idea about those two spittles, and even if she did, she wouldn't care. She carried the sweet potato home first, and saw her two boys at the door. Their clothes were dirty, their little faces were red, and they were sweating even in the middle of winter. They were obviously up to no good.
"Mom, didn't you go to the county town? What delicious food did you buy? What did you bring back?" Erwa was already drooling. He remembered that his mother said she would bring back delicious food.
Yin Lan didn't have time to deal with them. After putting her things down, she said, "You guys tidy up a bit."
She rushed out again. Although the things were covered by grass and there would hardly be anyone there, she was still worried. What about the things she had bought at great expense? So she hurried back. Fortunately, the things were still there.
Yin Lan glanced at the river.
Pick up the torn headscarf and tattered old basket from the ground and go directly into the West Tower for auction.
[Transaction successful, 200 coins received!]
Yin Lan was overjoyed; it was an unexpected delight!
She happily took her purchases home.
Erwa was already waiting at the door. Seeing Yinlan return, he immediately rushed over, calling out, "Mother!"
Once inside, the eldest child was still sorting through the ten pounds of sweet potatoes. "Mom, what's this? Mom, did you sell everything today?"
Did you buy all these things when you went to the county town?
Yin Lan thought that her eldest son still remembered that his mother had come to the city to do business, so she took out the things she had bought one by one, "Cotton and cloth, to make a winter coat for you two."
Erwa's face lit up. Winter clothes? New clothes? Cotton?
He had never owned a new piece of clothing! He had never known what it felt like to wear new cotton clothes. Before, he and his brother would rely on each other to keep warm in the mountains. Now that they had clothes given to them by their mother, they were already very fortunate. They never expected that they would have new clothes!
The eldest child was relatively calm, but his bright eyes betrayed his excitement.
There was also a large earthenware jar left.
"I went to the county town today, and the cold noodles were selling very well. I'll be going there often in the future, so I bought a ceramic jar to store them." We can't keep borrowing things from the Zhao family.
"Huh? There aren't any others?" Erwa asked, somewhat disappointed.
You little rascal, do you know how expensive this cloth and cotton are? If you want something delicious, then you won't make new clothes?
Erwa said, sounding aggrieved, "I want them all."
That's quite a dream.
Yin Lan took out the steamed buns, and the two children's eyes lit up instantly, "Big white steamed buns!"
"We'll each have half, take it and eat it," Yin Lan said.
Da Wa carefully and excitedly accepted the bun, then broke it in half and handed one half directly to Yin Lan, saying, "Mom, you eat this."
Yin Lan was somewhat surprised; this child had finally shown some conscience and was thinking of their poor mother.
The eldest child, however, was worried about whether he would be beaten if he didn't give it to his mother. What if his mother went to the county town and came back without buying any good food?
“You eat, Mother isn’t hungry, I won’t eat,” Yin Lan said, moved.
Yes, she ate a whole one on the way. And you know what? The white steamed buns in this system are really good quality. They're big and packed with filling. She's not hungry at all now.
The eldest child's eyes were a little red.
Mother is so good.
He gave the other half of the steamed bun to Erwa.
The two children watched their elderly mother working hard over there.
Suddenly, Chen Yiqi remembered when they were at Erhu's house. Erhu's mother would give the eggs to Dahu and Erhu when she had them, saying that she wasn't hungry. But in fact, Chen Yiqi and Chen Erqi saw Erhu's mother swallow her saliva and lick the eggshells.
“Mom is so good. She’s just like Erhu’s mom. She always saves the good things for us,” Dawa said.
Erwa ate with his mouth full of oil, saying, "I will make a lot of money in the future and take good care of my mother."
The eldest child glanced at the second child and said, "A glutton like you, how can you make money?"
"What about Dad?" the eldest child asked.
"What is a father? Is it tasty?" Erwa asked casually.
When their mother was in a bad mood, both the eldest and second children thought about their father, but now that life is better and they have big steamed buns to eat, they've abandoned their father.
Big Brother: ......
Eat up, just eat.
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