Near the water, Lamei gave her two medium-sized iron pots. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info mother Ma Huien one, grandmother Wang Zhang's one.

I have already lived in two courtyards, and my mother has built a house here, so there must be a lot of time to use pots. One family, the province is verbose.

didn't think about it, but it caused a lot of turmoil at home.

Wang Zhang's family saw that his family and his second daughter-in-law's family had given iron pots and ears of corn. I have a little abacus in my heart:

Now in the canteen, it is not three meals a day to cook with an iron pot, why not use one with the second daughter-in-law and give the other to the eldest daughter Wang Cuimiao. The eldest daughter also took away the iron pot.

The eldest daughter already has three children, the eldest is nine years old, the youngest is three years old, a family of five, living only on the bowl of gruel in the canteen of the production team.

Every time the eldest daughter came back, she cried and complained that she was hungry, and the child cried. Give her an iron pot, and give her a few ears of corn, so that you can cook wild vegetables, and make a batter dish or something.

The ears of corn are golden and golden, and they are loved. At this time, there was a shortage of food, and no amount of money could be spent to buy it. Give it to the matchmaker, let him say a lot of good things in the woman's family, so that the marriage of the third son can be finalized.

The third son did not marry a daughter-in-law, and he did not dare to let the second daughter go out. Otherwise, the younger sister will marry the elder brother first, the third son will be separated, and the daughter-in-law will be even more difficult to say, and there is a possibility of being a single for a lifetime.

Another is that the white-haired grandmother sends dry food to the second child's family every day, and gives fifty catties of cornmeal when she rammed it. They have white-haired grandmothers to help them, and they won't go hungry.

She suspected that the white-haired grandmother gave more, and the second daughter-in-law gave less to herself. If you eat in a pot, the second family can't hide it from themselves. Although she did not work, she did not feel good about starvation.

Wang Zhang thought so in his heart, so he took three steps and made two steps, hurriedly came to the east courtyard, and told the second son and his wife in two small broken sheds that the two guys planned to use an iron pot, but they were embarrassed to mention anything else.

Ma Huien disagreed, and said to her: "Since you have moved out, the white-haired grandmother has given another one to the family, so you will have your own life."

"The kids here are small and don't have many things. Adults can eat more vegetables, and try to let children eat better, so as not to affect their development. ”

"Actually, it's still eaten separately. Wang Zhang's words are vibrant: "It is still the rice of each family, that is, when cooking wild vegetables, use a pot." If you don't want to cook together, you can divide it and cook your own.

"I put the pot in the south shed, when you use it, when you pass. It's a small place, so you can eat there in the future. ”

Wang Changsuo didn't stand on his mother's side this time, but he didn't dare to directly go against his mother's wishes, so he said euphemistically: "Since the white-haired grandmother gave two shares, it means that she also knows that we have separated." Let's put all the pots on and don't let down the white-haired grandmother's good intentions. ”

Wang Zhang glared at his son: "You don't even have a dining shed, where can you branch it?" I came to discuss it with you in mind." ”

Wang Changsuo: "I'll build a shed behind the east wing, as long as I can cook." ”

Wang Zhang: "There is not even a courtyard wall here, it is wide open, what should I do if the thief steals it? At this time, the pot is expensive, and I don't know how many people are staring at your pot." ”

"I bought a lock and locked it up. ”

"A lock can keep a thief at bay?"

"If a thief picks the lock, he can't stop it if he has a yard. ”

Seeing that the second son and his wife did not agree. Wang Zhang's is also not easy to have a seizure, because she doesn't take care of this matter.

Wang Zhang's is Wang Zhang's, if the hard one doesn't work, the soft one will come. As soon as his face was cloudy, tears fell down, and he choked up and said:

"To tell you the truth, I want the two of us to use one pot and give the other one to the child and his aunt.

"Cui Miao's situation there is not as good as ours here, we have the care of a white-haired grandmother, so we can eat dry food a day. They were just counting on the bowl of gruel in the canteen of the team, and the three children were crying with hunger.

"There is no pot, and I have to dig some wild vegetables and cook them in the canteen one by one. I want to give them a pot, and a few ears of corn, and let them cook some batter vegetables, and see some grain.

"You brothers and sisters are five, and she can't eat the food of the white-haired grandmother. I finally had this opportunity, and I wanted to let her shine too. ”

Seeing her mother say this, it is indeed difficult to think about the eldest sister's family of five. Wang Changsuo didn't say anything more, and turned his head to look at his wife. Seeing that Ma Huien was crying, he knew that he was reluctant. Then he persuaded:

"We rely on the two families to have one, the eldest sister, just like we used to, a little wild vegetables have to be cooked one by one in the team's canteen.

"Give it to her, we have the care of a white-haired grandmother, it's already a blessing. No matter how tightly you hold your hands, you can get by. ”

Ma Huien: "I'm not reluctant. I mean, we're building a house here, and we must have used a lot of pots, so it's better to give it to her after we build the house. ”

"What are you afraid of with a pot, you can go to the courtyard for anything, you can't be busy, just give me a sound. I don't have any other use. What's the difference between you and being here?"

Seeing that Wang Zhang's words were here, Ma Huien had nothing else to say, so he didn't say anything more.

Seeing that the couple were no longer talking, Wang Zhang hurriedly said: "Then it's decided, I'll bring this pot and ears of corn over there, you are busy, you can take care of the corn, I'll let the child's grandfather put the pot on, and I will put the corn." ”

After saying that, he brought the iron pot and the ears of corn in the pot to her.

Afraid that the second son and his wife would change their minds, they immediately asked the old man to build a pot stove, asked the younger son Wang Changzhu to send an iron pot to the eldest daughter, and gave Wang Cuimiao half a pot of ears of corn.

The rest of the ears of corn were only a small part, and they were rolled to the bottom. The rest was put away. He said to Wang Changsuo and his wife that corn does not have insects on the ears, so it is easy to put them, eat a few ears and a few ears, and keep them for a long time.

In my heart, I kept it for the matchmaker. Once someone comes to the door to tell the third son about matchmaking, give some to others and coax the matchmaker to like it first.

When Lamei heard about it, her lungs exploded. Originally, I wanted to be a family, but since then I have been completely separated. I don't want to kill halfway out of Cheng to bite the gold - I was given away by Wang Zhang's family.

You think the white-haired grandmother has a cornucopia in her hand, how much do you want!!

You know, the "white-haired old woman" is my fiction, and I have a number of things in my hand. You don't want to squeeze oil just for a sesame seed, you want to rub a finger if you're a person!

For this aunt, Lamei didn't have a good impression at all. In her previous life, this aunt bullied her mother a lot.

Especially after the death of his father, he became even more unscrupulous, and every time he went back to his parents' house, he accused his mother of not being this and not being that.

There were few things, and I was still eating and holding them, and my honest mother dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, and she swallowed tears in her stomach.