Old Mrs. Zhao was so angry that she went back to her room without saying whether she agreed or disagreed.
The descendants looked at each other in bewilderment. What did their mother/grandmother mean? Was the family going to split up or not?
Tao went to the kitchen to cook, looking rather dejected. Wanhua Village, after chopping chicken feed, also went to the kitchen to burn firewood.
Zhao Xiangnan and Zhao Xiangbei each took their children to work in the county. The whole family was busy, except for Zhao Xiaocao, who had some free time.
Finally, no one is making her work, so she can go out and have some fun.
Zhao Xiaocao strolled to the village entrance and happened to run into her friends from school who had just finished their studies.
Everyone came out of Aunt Zhao's yard with smiles on their faces. Zhao Xiaocao saw many familiar faces, including Zhao Xiaomao from next door.
She sullenly moved closer to Zhao Xiaomao and nudged him with her hand.
"Xiao Mao, what do you all study in school?"
Zhao Xiaomao said with a proud look, "I can write the first character of my name today, Zhao. It's so easy to write, let me show you."
As he spoke, Zhao Xiaomao squatted down and used the twig in his hand to write the character "Zhao" on the ground.
The characters were written crookedly and so badly that their original shapes were no longer recognizable.
Zhao Xiaocao pouted, thinking to herself that sending Zhao Xiaomao to school was a real waste; what kind of rubbish was he writing?
Just then, Zhao Fengnian came out from inside, and Zhao Xiaocao quickly called out to him.
"Fengnian, what did you learn at school today?"
Zhao Fengnian stood there, glancing timidly at his sister.
"It's just writing, writing my own name."
"Then write it down for me to see!" Zhao Xiaocao commanded forcefully.
Zhao Fengnian dared not disobey his sister, so he squatted down with a tree branch and wrote the three characters "Zhao Fengnian".
Although it was their first day of school, Zhao Fengnian's handwriting was far superior to Zhao Xiaomao's! At least you could tell what the characters were.
Zhao Xiaocao stared at the three characters on the ground for a long time. "How come Zhao Xiaomao can only write one character, but you can write three?"
“Brother Zhao Yan said I learn faster, so he taught me my name,” Zhao Fengnian replied.
Zhao Xiaocao felt a surge of envy. Being able to write one's own name was such a proud thing. She wanted to write it too.
If only she could go to school, she would definitely learn much faster than that blockhead Zhao Fengnian!
No, she has to think of something.
Just as Zhao Xiaocao was thinking of a plan, she suddenly caught sight of Zhao Denglong and Zhao Wanzi.
The two walked past her hand in hand, each carrying a book.
A book... these days it's so precious, how could my second uncle's family afford to buy a book? And those two brats, Zhao Denglong and Zhao Wanzi, can actually go to school?
No, she has to go to school too!
Zhao Denglong and Zhao Wanzi deliberately avoided Zhao Xiaocao, neither of them wanting to run into their older sister.
Zhao Denglong returned home and immediately began preparing the meal, as any later would likely delay the old lady's meal.
He Tiantian had already started cooking the rice in the pot at home, and Zhao Denglong started washing and chopping vegetables when he got home.
As summer approaches, you can catch not only small fish in the river, but also small shrimp.
The shrimp were carefully shelled, and the shrimp meat was mixed with a little pork and some wild vegetables. Zhao Denglong made more than thirty dumplings by himself.
The dumpling wrappers I made this time were different from before; they were jade green. The green edges were made with wild vegetable juice, which greatly improved their appearance.
He Tiantian helped tend the fire under the stove, and once the water boiled, they could start cooking the dumplings.
The two were busy when Zhao Wanzi came in excitedly from outside.
"Sister, Mother, our chickens laid an egg!" Zhao Wanzi held a huge egg in her hand, so big that her hand could barely hold it.
"Really!" Zhao Denglong's eyes lit up, and he walked over and stared at the egg repeatedly.
She can hardly remember what an egg looks like, let alone what it tastes like.
"Not just this time, they laid three eggs today!" Zhao Wanzi quickly found a small basket in the kitchen and went to the henhouse to collect all the eggs.
Otherwise, it won't be good if the chickens trample it.
There were three eggs in total. Not only were the two children staring longingly at them, but even He Tiantian had almost forgotten what eggs tasted like.
She had heard people say that eating too many eggs would leave her with a chicken manure-like taste in her mouth. But now, she'd rather have a mouth full of chicken manure-like smells.
"Mother, let's not eat these three eggs yet. Let's steam a bowl of egg custard for the old lady; it's good for her." Zhao Denglong looked at He Tiantian expectantly, seeking her opinion.
"Okay, whatever you say. Anyway, we have so many chickens at home, so we'll have eggs to eat every day from now on." He Tiantian smiled and patted Zhao Denglong's head.
She was truly pleased that Lantern was so thoughtful, but at the same time, she felt a pang of heartache.
This child always thinks of others, sacrificing his own well-being.
Zhao Denglong thought that since she had accepted the money, she should do everything she could to make things right.
If the old lady likes her cooking, she can earn that money for a longer period of time.
Zhao Wanzi unconsciously licked her lips. Although she felt a little reluctant, she supported her sister's decision.
She can wait until tomorrow to eat the eggs. Anyway, as long as she raises the chickens well, she will have an endless supply of eggs in the future!
At this time on weekdays, Mozhu would already be waiting to bring the meal.
But today, even though the dumplings were cooked and packed, no one has come.
The cooked food shouldn't be left out for too long, otherwise it won't taste good.
After waiting for a while longer without seeing anyone, Zhao Denglong became a little anxious.
She was about to leave with the food box slung over her shoulder. "Mother, Brother Mozhu hasn't arrived yet. I'm going to deliver food to the old lady today."
He Tiantian was very worried, after all, it was quite a long trip.
"Sister, let me go with you. It'll be good to have someone to look after you on the way." Zhao Wanzi picked up her shoes and was about to follow.
Zhao Denglong patted his younger sister's head. "Good girl, you stay home and eat with your mother first. After you finish eating, you can go meet me. Don't worry, Mother, I might run into Brother Mozhu on the way."
Although He Tiantian was worried, she thought it made sense.
Perhaps they're just delayed by something over there, it won't be long.
"Then be careful on your way, and come back soon." He Tiantian gave her some instructions and watched Zhao Denglong leave.
Zhao Denglong carried the food box and went out. It was midday, and the sun was blazing.
Zhao Denglong practically ran, clutching the food box tightly to her chest, afraid of spilling it.
Fortunately, she had been to the mine before, so she was familiar with the route.
However, even after running all the way up the mine, she still didn't encounter Brother Mozhu.
With a nervous heart, Zhao Denglong stepped forward and explained her purpose to the two constables. The two constables naturally knew about this matter. Seeing that Zhao Denglong was still a child, they kindly pointed out the direction for her.
"Look, the old lady lives over there in that row of blue-tiled houses."
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