The work is basically done, and the cotton stalks in the field are left, and the weather has been good recently, so I spread the stalks in the ground to dry them first, and then pull them home. After pulling the cotton stalks, plowing the ground, and sowing wheat seeds, the time is free.

At noon that day, everyone finished their work and went home to eat.

The Li family began to make a fire to cook, Chen Xuejiao thought in her heart that everyone had gone to work in the fields, only the Dafang family and Mrs. Chen stayed at home, and Mrs. Chen didn't cook and said in the past, so the Zhao family and Xue Yao Xuemiao couldn't make a meal.

Li said to Xue Jiao while lighting a fire: "Because of your second uncle, your second aunt is uncomfortable in her heart. She needs to be raised for a while, and it is understandable that she has no heart to cook. ”

Hearing what Li said, Xue Jiao changed the topic and asked Li what he cooked. Li Shi took a look at the dishes in the pot house and planned to make noodles, and said that everyone was busy with the autumn harvest these days, and everyone was busy with the autumn harvest, and made a meal of white noodles to treat everyone, and Mrs. Chen would not say anything if she wanted to, because in previous years, she would make a good meal for everyone to eat after the autumn harvest.

"Xue Rujing will help me light the fire, Xue Jiao, you go and choose spinach." Lee instructed a few children.

Xue Jiao agreed, went to the vegetable field in the yard to pick a basket of spinach, and sat at the door of the pot house to choose.

"Will there be chickens?" Qi Ping glanced at the pot house and said excitedly, "After harvesting wheat in May, the master also let the chickens be killed." ”

Qi Ping's voice was crisp and heard outside. Old Man Chen was taking Chen Zifu and Chen Zigui to dry cotton, the big egg was helping to pour it out, and the second and third eggs were making a fuss.

When Chen Zigui heard Qi Ping's words, he said to Old Man Chen: "I've been busy for a few days, and my tired back and legs hurt, so I really should cut a few catties of meat and kill a chicken to make up for it." ”

After speaking, he looked at Old Man Chen with his eyes.

Several children also want to eat meat, and these days the family stews meat for Chen Zichang every day, and they can't even drink the soup, and they are already drooling greedily.

Old Man Chen thought about it, stopped what he was doing, and shouted to Xue Jiao, who was sitting at the door of the pot house and choosing spinach: "Xue Jiao, you tell your mother, kill a chicken, stew chicken at noon." After thinking about it, he added, "Stew with autumn pumpkin, it's delicious, and add more chili peppers to eat." ”

Xue Jiao agreed sweetly, and the Li family heard Old Man Chen's words and walked out with a knife.

"No, sister-in-law, I'll kill the chicken." As soon as he heard that he was going to eat chicken, Chen Zigui put down the cotton, walked to the door of the pot house, and snatched the kitchen knife from Li's hand.

Xue Jiao selected the spinach, put it in a pot, and brought it to the yard next to the well to wash it.

Chen Zigui jumped into the chicken pen with a kitchen knife, glanced at the fattest hen, and strode forward to catch it with both hands. The hen was making a nest, and when she saw someone coming in, she was so frightened that she clucked and flapped her wings and flew around.

Old Man Chen suddenly remembered something again, and asked Chen Zifu to go to the town to cut two catties of pork.

"You go to the house and ask your mother for a few pounds of pork to cut in town."

Chen Zifu agreed, put down the cotton bag, and walked into the upper room.

Li was busy in the pot house for a while, and he was stunned when he opened the noodle jar, and the small half jar was white. Usually, the noodles eaten at home are mixed with white noodles when steaming buns, and a jar of white noodles can be eaten for a whole season. Li's steamed buns were steamed once in three days, and several large drawers were steamed on the enlarged pot, which was enough for three days at home. These days, I grab the cotton, there are no steamed steamed buns, and all I eat is multigrain stickers. Chen Zichang was injured and ate Xiaozao, so he naturally ate fine rice and white noodles, and Mrs. Chen was not worried that others were cooking for her son by herself. Li Shi calculated, even if Chen Zichang eats white noodles every day, he can't eat the small half bowl of noodles.

Xue Ru looked for something in the cupboard and found that the lard in the closet was gone.

"Mother, the oil at home is gone." Xue Ru said.

Li Shi picked up the oil jar and took a look, when she was cooking in the morning, she found that the oil in the oil jar was only enough to eat two meals, she originally thought that it was enough to eat today, and she was going to buy some tomorrow, but she never thought that it would become an empty jar now.

Li lowered his head and thought about it, the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and rice noodles at home were all handled by Mrs. Chen, and if she didn't have it, she naturally had to sue her before she could give money to buy it.

Li walked into the upper room, and as soon as he approached Mrs. Chen's house, he heard Mrs. Chen complaining to Chen Zifu.

“…… What kind of meat to eat, who doesn't work at home, and I haven't seen anyone eat meat all day long, it's difficult for you to serve one by one, and it's delicate when you work. Mrs. Chen learned that Suo Suo was rummaging things on the bed.

"It's my dad who said, I'm tired from working these days, eat some meat to make up for it, we don't care, the main thing is that my dad should eat something good." Chen Zifu's voice was sneering, but he was also reasonable, and glanced at the second brother on the kang again, "Besides, the second brother also needs to make up for it." ”

Mrs. Chen felt sorry for her eldest son, so she took out the money and handed it to Chen Zifu: "Here is five cents, there is no more, you weigh two catties of pork, and you are buying two catties of big bones and boiling them to make up for your brother's body bones." After a pause, he said, "Just go to Uncle Zhao's pork shop to buy it, others will cheat you." ”

Chen Zifu agreed, took the money, glanced at Chen Zichang on the bed, and walked out.

Seeing his sister-in-law at the door, he opened his mouth and smiled, and Li smiled back.

"Mother, the white flour at home is gone, and the oil is gone." Li stood by Mrs. Chen's kang and lifted the draped blanket with his hand.

"Oh, it's not there again. You have always made the rice, and I gave you half of the pot house, so you are in charge? How long does it take to finish the noodles? How long has it been since the oil has been refined? Mrs. Chen put on a new face, cold.

"The first few days I steamed the buns, and I saw a small half jar ......of white noodles in the noodle jar," Li explained.

"Where did you go? Where did the good noodles go, who stuffed them in their mouths, you are in the pot house every day, and when the noodles are gone, I won't look for you to find anyone. And that oil, I said all day long, you just fight in the ring with me, and the oil is poured like water, so you don't need money? Mrs. Chen interrupted Li's words and crackled.

Chen Xuejiao saw that Li went to Mrs. Chen's house and didn't come out for a long time, so she put down the vegetable pot and walked into Mrs. Chen's house.

I saw Li standing in front of Mrs. Chen's kang with her head down, and Mrs. Chen was talking.

“…… Don't give me quibbles, and the salt, what kind of new stuff Xuejiao is making, what kind of eggs are boiled with a lot of salt, I haven't said anything. Now that the noodles in the noodle jar are gone, the oil is gone, and you have come to me to speak. ”

Mrs. Chen is a standard late lady with a face, and she likes to criticize Li as much as she can.

Xue Jiao lifted the curtain and said crisply: "Milk, I bought the salt for boiling eggs, and I didn't use the salt at home." ”

When Mrs. Chen heard Chen Xuejiao talking back to her, she became energetic: "You bought it yourself?" Where is your own money? As long as it is in this family, every stitch and thread is public. ”

Xue Jiao's eyes rolled and she smiled: "My father earns twenty taels of silver a year in the museum and handed it over to the public middle school, half a penny can buy a pound of salt, not to mention that my salt is bought by myself, even if I use the salt in the public middle school, it doesn't hurt for me to use that salt, and our family is not without paying money to the public middle school." My mother works all year round, not to mention cooking, only to say farming, one person to three laborers, two harvests a year can be sold for five taels of silver, my mother is equivalent to earning one or two silver for the public middle school. There are also a few of our children, who beat pigweed, fed chickens, and picked up firewood, and contributed to the public. Dad and brother only eat breakfast and dinner at home, and eating lunch in a private school does not save money at home. The other rooms make two sets of clothes a year, my father's clothes are given by the private school, my mother and a few of us have never made new clothes, and we have saved money for the public school. In this way, only our big house gives more money to the princess, and spends the least. Aren't we the Chen family, others can use the money in the public school, and we can use it too. ”

Chen Xuejiao said the truth, and the old lady Chen's face turned purple.

"It's all the other way around." Mrs. Chen angrily picked up the feather duster.

"Milk, if I don't tell the truth, we can find Li Zheng and the blind date to evaluate the theory." Chen Xuejiao's eyes are calm and resolute, but there is no fear.

Mrs. Chen's hand with a feather duster trembled, and she said sharply, "You dead girl who is strong in pinching the tip." He reprimanded Li again: "Look at the good girl you taught." ”

The Li family had never calculated accounts before, but this time after listening to Xue Jiao's calculations, Rao was generous, and his heart was cold.

"Mother, I said, the noodles in the noodle bowl are not available in these geniuses, these days it is indeed me cooking, but the ones I make are multigrain cakes and have not touched the white noodles, and the lard in the cabinet is enough to eat two meals in the morning, and I don't know how to go to the field in the morning." Li's heart darkened, and he said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Milk, my mother is in the field all day long, how can I blame my mother for the loss of flour and oil at home, is it possible that I lost the chicken indiscriminately at school and directly wronged my mother as a thief. Milk, where the oil and noodles went, you know better than anyone else. You attacked my mother like this, didn't you just want to force my mother to buy oil and noodles when she became a household belongings? Chen Xuejiao unceremoniously picked out Mrs. Chen's thoughts.

Mrs. Chen's face was pale, and Chen Zichang, who was lying on the bed, was uncomfortable when he heard this.

After Chen Xuejiao finished speaking, she didn't wait for Mrs. Chen to attack, and pulled Li Shi out.

Li went to the next door and asked Grandma Xianglian to borrow some oil, but the whole family couldn't cook without cooking.

Chen Xuejiao got into Zhao's ear room, and Xuewa secretly told her that it was just such a point that she bumped into the Zhao family's grandmother several times to set up a stove in the house and open a small stove.

Seeing Xue Jiao come in, Zhao, Xue Yao, and Xue Miao were startled.

There was a stove in the middle of the room, and there was a pot on the stove, bubbling with aroma, and the grandmother of the Zhao family was in a basin and noodles.

"Xuejiao, why are you here?" Xue Yao affectionately held Xue Jiao's arm.

Xue Jiao restored the child's liveliness, and said with a smile: "I'll come to see if the second aunt is okay." "I walked over and lifted the lid of the pot, and there was a chicken lying in the pot.

Zhao's faces, Xue Yao, and Xue Miao's faces were dumbfounded. Just now they vaguely heard Mrs. Chen reprimanding the Li family in the house, and they were secretly happy in their hearts, but they didn't expect Xue Jiao to come in, this child is not easy to mess with. Mrs. Zhao didn't care, she just thought about a child, just coax.

"Xue Jiao, let's eat meat at the second aunt's house at noon, it was sent by your sister Xue Yao's uncle." Mrs. Zhao said as she spoke.

Xue Jiao didn't say anything, her eyes flickered, and she saw a pocket in the corner of the wall, which was full of flour.

Xue Jiao walked over and said, "This noodle bag is so familiar, how does it look like the one in the pot house." ”

Old Lady Zhao's face changed.

Xue Miao has been angry with Xue Jiao since she was in the ground, although she was timid, but she was still angry, and now she saw Xue Jiao in her own room and said more squeamishly, not yin or yang: "We eat meat and white noodles and don't care what you do, you don't deserve to eat, who makes you not a granddaughter of milk." ”

Zhao hurriedly covered Xue Miao's mouth.

Xue Jiao said aggrievedly: "Where am I not the granddaughter of the milk, how can I live in the Chen family if I am not the granddaughter of the milk?" ”

"Hmph, you think beautifully, your grandmother died a long time ago. It's good for you to live here, and you want to eat well with us, no way, you don't want to see who you are. Because she was at home, thinking that she had Mrs. Chen's support, Xue Miao spoke more unscrupulously.

Xue Jiao cried, walked out while crying, and howled in her throat: "Xue Miao said that I am not my granddaughter who is not my grandmother, and said that my milk died early, isn't this a curse for milk?" ”

Zhao hurriedly slapped Xue Miao in the house, and Xue Miao cried.

When Old Man Chen heard this, his face was gloomy, his ex-wife was an untouchable demon in his heart.

Xue Jiao continued to howl: "The white noodles in the pot house are gone, the oil is gone, and the milk says that my mother has lost it." I went to see the second aunt just now, and saw that the grandmother of the Zhao family was making noodles, and the noodle bag was exactly the same as the one in the pot house, and I wondered how the noodles in the pot house ran into the second aunt's house. ”

Chen Zigui's hand to kill the chicken paused, Okay, we are tired and tired in the field, you eat and drink spicy food at home.

Chen Xuejiao glanced at Chen Zigui and cried loudly: "I asked where that noodle came from, and Xue Miao said that I was not from the Chen family, and said that only those whose family is from the Chen family are worthy of eating white noodles." There was also a pot in the house, and there was a chicken stewed in it, and I was afraid that the chicken would be wronged if it was lost, so I opened it and looked at it, and Xue Miao scolded me. ”

Play tricks, see who is ruthless. As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed.

In the west wing, Cai's stomach was holding his stomach and scolding Zhao in his heart. In the south wing, Zhang's brushed open the door curtain, walked into the courtyard and sneered: "My children all popped out of the cracks in the stones, and none of them were surnamed Chen." ”

Old Man Chen's face was pale, and his hands trembled with anger, if Xue Miao's words were heard by the people in the village, how would he be.

Mrs. Chen angrily scolded Xue Jiao in the house for not worrying, and she was angry that Xue Miao didn't know anything and was talking nonsense, if she heard this, she would think it was her instigation. No one in the village knew that she was her stepmother, and she had always kept the big house out of her emotions at home, but she didn't want to fall into the reputation of treating her eldest son harshly.

Zhao held his breath in the room, and looked at the old lady Zhao uneasily, the old lady at this time had no idea, and secretly scolded this girl in her heart for really making trouble.

Grandma Xianglian personally took the lard and sent it to the Li family, and when she saw Xue Jiao crying pitifully, she couldn't help but step forward and stop her: "Who said this, you are the eldest granddaughter of the Chen family." This was deliberately said aloud to Mrs. Chen in the house.

"Big brother, I shouldn't have said this. Who in our village doesn't know that Zimin is the grandson of the Chen family, and this can also be crooked, the words were said by Xue Miao's child, Xue Miao's child is young and ignorant, I'm afraid who said it. Grandma Xianglian ordered Xue Ru to fetch water and wiped Xue Jiao's face herself.

Old Man Chen said loudly: "Who dares to say that I will break someone's leg in the future." ”

Xue Miao shuddered as she heard it in the room.

"At noon today, eat white noodles and kill chickens." Old Man Chen added, "The white noodles are gone, Zigui, you kill the chickens, and ask your mother to take the money to buy them in the town." "Knowing that Bai Mian is in Zhao's room, it is difficult for Mrs. Zhao to have a seizure.

Zhang sneered and said, "Don't bother. She didn't care, strode into Zhao's house, and said in a non-yin and non-yang manner: "No wonder the second sister-in-law is sick twice in three days, if there is chicken and white flour to eat, I will also get sick every day." ”

Zhao's face was purple, and Mrs. Zhao was silent. Zhang took the noodle bag at the door, set up the chicken on the stove and walked out, "Dad, we are so tired from work, but we eat well and well all day at home." ”

Old Man Chen took a sip of relief and said loudly: "You go to the pot house to help your sister-in-law, the white flour cake is more cooked, I killed a chicken just now, there are not enough people, and this chicken is also stewed together." ”

Mrs. Chen fell on her back angrily in the house. Old Mrs. Zhao took the noodle killing machine from the pot house, and she knew that the reason why she tolerated it was because Mrs. Zhao said that she would make up for her son's body.

It's not the first time she has a seizure with Lee, every time Lee's asks her for money to buy salt and oil, she has to take the opportunity to have a seizure. Several times the Li family endured it, so they had to be the object subsidy given by their mother's family when they got married, but this time Mrs. Chen repeated the old trick, but she didn't expect to be exposed by Xue Jiao.

After some noise, the meal was ready. It was the most sumptuous meal that Chen Xuejiao came to Chen's house to eat, with chicken soup, stewed chicken, and white flour cakes.

Mrs. Chen did not appear at the dinner table, and the family in the second room said that they were not hungry, and they had to come to the dinner table after being drunk by Mr. Chen. Zhang took the opportunity to sarcastically say a few words, and Zhao had a ghost in his heart, so he only drank half a bowl of chicken soup and pulled Mrs. Zhao into the ear room.

Mrs. Zhao felt faceless, so she went home that afternoon