In the Chu family's old house, in Liu Zhaodi's bedroom, Liu Zhaodi looked at Chu Jun who came to deliver food with a gloomy face.
"What did that damn old woman ask you to do?"
Chu Jun stammered, "No, nothing..."
Liu Zhaodi slammed her hand on the table. "What? My words are meaningless now? Did that damn old woman say something bad about me again?"
Chu Jun quickly shook his head, "No, really not. Grandma just said that Daya is still young and we can't let her find a husband!"
Liu Zhaodi looked at Chu Jun with suspicion, "Really?"
Chu Jun almost swore to the heavens, "Mom, seriously, when has your son ever lied?"
Liu Zhaodi thought so too. The other three of her four sons might lie, but the eldest son would not!
"What is this? Is this edible?"
Liu Zhaodi calmed down and picked up her chopsticks to eat, but when she looked down at the food on the table, her face instantly turned bad again.
Chu Jun looked at the food on the table and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with this food?"
Liu Zhaodi slammed the package on the table and pointed at the dish. "What is this?"
Chu Jun was puzzled, "Boiled purslane!"
Liu Zhaodi, "How did we prepare purslane in the past?"
Chu Jun reacted and said after a while, "And, make it into a nest with cornmeal..."
Chu Jun came out of Liu Zhaodi's house and returned to the main room with a lot of anger. He saw Ma Cuihua, Erzhu and Erya sitting at the dining table eating purslane dumplings and drinking porridge, while Daya was eating boiled vegetables and porridge like Liu Zhaodi, without dumplings. He instantly became angry.
"Ma Cuihua, what do you mean? A family still eats two meals?"
Ma Cuihua glanced at him nonchalantly and said nonchalantly, "Why? In our family, only you and I work, but there are six people to feed. If they all eat the same food, how can we still support them?"
Chu Jun's face looked very unhappy. "Yes, we are the only two working now, but mother was working before. And even if our mother didn't work, she still has the rations given by my second and fourth brothers and the money given by my third brother every month. It's enough for her to eat!"
"You, how could you feed me boiled horse..."
Ma Cuihua said disdainfully, "Our mother only has the ten kilograms of food rations given by the second and fourth children every month. Ten kilograms of food is not enough for a child. How can she, an adult, eat it?"
"Anyway, if she doesn't get off work, she'll only be able to eat boiled vegetables and porridge every day. No other staple food!"
After saying that, Ma Cuihua drank the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl, then stood up and walked outside. Seeing this, Erya and Erzhu quickly finished their meal, dropped their bowls and chopsticks, and ran out, leaving only Daya sitting stiffly at the table.
Seeing this, Chu Jun's hands, which were hanging on both sides of his trouser legs, were now clenched into fists, obviously trying to restrain something.
Daya picked up the only remaining purslane nest from the table and walked over to Chu Jun. Holding it in front of him, she said carefully, "Dad, there's still one nest here. Have you eaten it? I've left a bowl of thick porridge for you in the kitchen. I'll bring it to you..."
As Chu Jun took the porridge, he immediately ran out of the house. A moment later, he came back with the bowl of porridge and carefully placed it on the dining table. "Dad, will you eat soon?"
Chu Jun looked at the obedient, well-behaved and sensible Daya, sighed in his heart, and handed the porridge in his hand to her, "Daya, you eat it, Daddy will just have the porridge."
Daya took two steps back and said, "No, Dad, Daya doesn't want to eat. Daya is in school now and doesn't do farm work, so she's not tired. Dad still has to go to work every day, so he needs to eat more."
After saying this, he quickly collected the empty bowls on the table and left.
Chu Jun watched Daya run out of the house, his eyes slowly turning red. He couldn't understand why Daya was the only one who was so well-behaved and sensible, even though they were all his children. But Erzhu and Erya...
Zhang Ping, Chu Min's wife, who had also returned to the kitchen to wash dishes, saw Daya washing the pot and hurried over. "Hey, Daya, I just used this pot. I can wash it myself. What are you washing?"
Daya smiled shyly, "It's okay, I have to wash the dishes anyway, so I'll wash them together. Second Aunt, can you put the dishes in? I'll wash them together..."
Zhang Ping couldn't argue with Daya, so she had to put the bowl and chopsticks back into the pot. "Daya, your mother didn't mention marrying you off again today, did she?"
The smile on Daya's face disappeared when she heard this, and her hands paused. After a while, she shook her head slightly, "No, but, but my mother said..."
Zhang Ping frowned, "What did your mother say again?"
Daya's eyes turned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head to wash the dishes. "My mother said that my schooling cost the family a lot of money, and I can't work and earn no work points. My food rations will be cut in half in the future."
Zhang Ping's face turned pale. "What kind of monster is your mother trying to catch? Are you the only one who goes to school? Erzhu and Erya have been in school for two or three years, why didn't she say anything? And before you went to school this year, weren't you always working? Even if you go to school now, don't you still do housework after school? When has your mother ever done any housework in your house? Not to mention that when you weren't in school, you worked in the fields with her from morning till night."
"What on earth is your mother dissatisfied with? I haven't even seen Erzhu and Erya go to the fields. Why doesn't she say anything?"
Daya looked depressed. "Maybe, maybe it's because I don't have brothers or sisters who are popular."
Zhang Ping glared at him. "Nonsense! In our family, you're the eldest sister, and your brothers and sisters all like you. We like you too."
Daya raised her head and smiled at Zhang Ping, "Thank you, Second Aunt."
Zhang Ping sighed, walked over and touched Daya's face distressedly, thought for a moment, took out two pieces of orange candy from her pocket, put them in her pocket, and whispered, "Eat them secretly by yourself, don't let your sister-in-law see."
The corners of Daya's eyes were red, "Second Aunt..."
Zhang Ping drained the washed dishes and said with a smile, "Daya, life will get better and better. You must have confidence..."
After a pause, he continued, "If your mother sets her sights on you again, go find your great-grandmother..."
Daya nodded hesitantly, "Yeah, I understand."
At this time, in the main hall of the Chu family in his hometown, Chu Yi sighed several times.
"Brother, why does our mother always act on her whims? Why does she want us to settle down in Xinjiang?"
"Can this whole family just leave like that?"
Chu Ren tapped his pipe and asked calmly, "Then what can we, as descendants, do? Do you want to abandon your mother? Have you forgotten how much she has suffered for our family?"
"Now, my mother just wants us to be reunited with my little brother's children in Xinjiang. What's wrong with that?"
Chu Yi, "..."
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