"What's so delicious?"
No one paid any attention to Mrs. Wang, and she didn't feel embarrassed.
"My eldest grandson is crying with greed. Anyway, there is so much, you can't finish it all, so we will help you eat some."
As he said that, he started to pick up the food.
With a "pa" sound, Gu Xinran hit Aunt Wang's hand.
"Bang" the chopsticks fell to the ground and my hand was swollen.
"Ah! What are you doing! Ran girl, you are too cruel!"
Gu Xinran had long disliked this domineering old woman and glared at her with cold eyes.
"How dare you touch my food!"
Aunt Wang shuddered. When did this girl become so fierce?
Gu Xinran picked up the spoon and distributed the remaining dishes to everyone, "Eat more, these are all good things, it would be a waste to feed them to the dog."
Qiu's sister-in-law Xie also couldn't stand this kind of woman. She glanced at her with contempt and said, "There's not enough food for people, how can we feed the dogs?"
Gu Xinran looked at Mrs. Wang with disdain, "Dogs are very greedy and worry-free."
No matter how dumb Mrs. Wang was, she knew that this was a scolding of her.
He was furious and pointed at Gu Xinran: "How dare you scold me, you uneducated thing!"
Gu Xinran didn't indulge her. She pinched the finger that Wang Po was pointing at her. She thought that the spiritual spring water she drank in the past few months was not in vain, and the skills she practiced were not in vain.
"Ah! Ah! Let go, it's broken! It's broken~"
"Stay away from my house. This is not a place for you to run wild."
Gu Xinran squeezed it harder again before letting go, "Get lost!"
Mrs. Wang took a few steps back, sat down on the ground, and was about to start acting like a spoiled child.
Grandma Gu saw that Wang Po had not only robbed her son's things, but now she had even robbed her house and was trying to act like a rogue, so she couldn't let her go.
He picked up the whip from the mule cart and lashed at her, "You shameless old woman, you come to my house like a spoiled child and even dare to scold my Ranran, you really don't want to live anymore!"
Gu Xinran was afraid that her grandmother would twist her waist while whipping her, so she quickly grabbed her. She was sixty years old and couldn't afford to make any mistakes.
Xiao Ba stood up, gathered his thoughts, and let go of his murderous aura. He drew out his sword and threw it towards Wang Pozi. The sword stuck firmly into the ground, right beside her feet.
He spat out two words coldly: "Apologize!"
Wang Po, who bullied the weak and feared the strong, was so scared that she collapsed on the ground. She crawled backwards, away from the big knife, and only then did she recover.
If the knife had moved an inch further, her toes would have been gone. She quickly apologized: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Then he picked up the dishes and ran away in a hurry.
When the village chief saw that it was this woman causing trouble again, his face turned black and he had to find Uncle Wang to have a good talk.
Wang Xiaopang was disgusted when he saw that his grandma didn't get anything.
"Grandma is such a wimp!"
Mrs. Wang was frightened, her hand was in pain, and she was also blamed by her grandson. She couldn't bear to scold her grandson to vent her anger, so she wanted to make trouble for the eldest wife. She found that the bully had been driven away, and she couldn't bear to scold the second wife's daughter-in-law, her niece from her mother's side.
The anger turned to the third room, "Eat, eat, eat, all you know is to eat. You ungrateful wolves watch me being bullied, why don't you help me?"
The youngest son is Uncle Wang's lifeblood, and he must be protected. "Shut up! Don't you think it's not embarrassing enough?"
Everyone was speechless looking at this weird family.
After finishing his meal and packing up, Gu Xinran walked towards the carriage, intending to rest for a while.
Wang Wuya was waiting beside the carriage with his parents. Wang Laoda was carrying a large bundle of dry firewood. When he saw Gu Xinran, he unloaded the firewood and said naively:
"Thank you for saving Wu Ya. These are for you."
Gu Xinran thought that they were not ungrateful because they were doing what they could to express their gratitude.
I also heard about the Wang family's severing of ties with relatives, and thought that this family was really miserable. I should help them for Wu Ya's sake, but not for free.
"You're welcome. Wuya is a good child. I did this for her. Put the firewood on the cart first. I heard you didn't get any food. How are you going to get by later?"
Boss Wang has no other skills except for his strength. His whole family depends on him to support them, and his spine is bent by the pressure.
"Everyone helped me a little, so I could have two meals."
Gu Xinran glanced at Wu Ya's uninteresting face and pretended to take out a white flour bun from her sleeve and handed it to her.
"Eat something quick, you're so skinny."
Then he said to Wang Lao Da: "This is not a solution. You collect firewood and cut grass every day, and come to my house to exchange for brown rice and black flour.
My family needs two bundles of firewood and one bundle of fodder every day.
One bundle can be exchanged for half a pound of dark flour or brown rice, but you can’t tell others about it. If everyone comes to exchange, my family won’t be able to afford it.”
Without having to chop firewood or cut grass, everyone can rest more or do more meaningful things.
Boss Wang's face suddenly brightened up. "Really?"
Wu Ya's mother was also excited. With one and a half kilograms of food a day, plus grass roots and leaves, her supply was guaranteed.
Wu Ya held the steamed bun in both hands and ate it in small bites, as if she was tasting delicious food.
She even broke some off and gave them to her parents, but they refused to take them. They told her to eat more to nourish herself. In their eyes, white flour was an excellent tonic.
Gu Xinran looked at this miserable family, feeling sad, and said lightly:
"Of course, it seems you love your children too. Treat them well. Girls are caring and well-raised, and they are no worse than boys."
Wang Lao Da and his wife and Wu Ya were all furious. Everyone looked down on their daughter, only Gu Xinran said that their daughter was good.
"Thank you! We will always remember your great kindness in our hearts!"
Just eating black flour and brown rice won’t keep Wu Ya healthy. Forget it, just be a good person.
Gu Xinran motioned them to wait for a moment, got on the carriage, took out two sets of cotton clothes collected by Duan's house, some white flour, and half a pound of black flour from the space, wrapped them in the bed curtain, and handed them to Wu Ya's mother.
"Here are two new sets of cotton-padded clothes. You can alter them for the children. Five pounds of white flour is for Wu Ya to nourish her body. Half a pound of black flour is for firewood. This bundle is a very thick bed curtain that can keep you warm. Live well!"
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