As for Lan Niang, after listening to Erlang's true version, she took a meaningful look at Erlang. Sigh and gossip kills people!

Erlang spread his hands and said, "The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law war can't burn you." I'm not my big brother. My mother asked my eldest brother to do whatever he wanted. I don't use my brain. I'm different, what my mother asks me to do, I have my own opinions. ”

"Big brother is indeed filial." Lan Niang changed her words.

Jiro sneered.

The two talked for a while, and went to sleep.

Just after dawn, there was a noise in the kitchen. Morin was already cooking. Lan Niang got up to help light the fire.

Morin said gently, "Every night my mother will put the next day's rations in the kitchen. You and I take turns cooking. One person does a day. Yesterday I already did. It's your turn today. This is a rice bowl, and the vegetables are in the vegetable garden..."

The kitchen placement and dishes are introduced, so as not to find Lan Niang at that time, and call her for help.

For fear of trouble, Morin was very patient to explain.

Breakfast was very basic.

Rice grains can still be seen in the man's bowl, and the soup can be seen clearly in the woman's bowl. Fortunately, sweet potatoes were added to the gruel. At noon, it is also porridge, slightly thicker. Compare evening to noon.

It's not configured this way every day. Every three days will feed the whole family. The men still have to work, and when they are full, they have the strength to work. Hunger all year round, but it kills!

Knowing the Mo family's living standard, Lan Niang nodded to show that she understood.

This level is in the middle and upper reaches of the rural area. The Mo family makes rice or steamed buns once every three days. Eat meat once every half a month.

Such a day, I am so envious! Lan Niang, who is in such a day, sends out a happy signal with all her heart.

Mo Lin despised Lan Niang's eyes when she heard that she ate meat once every half a month. What a poor ghost! I really look down on my second brother and sister! Hate to be in the company of such people.

Marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog, marry a monkey and run all over the mountain.

Entering the door of the Mo family, there is a short-sighted concubine like Lan Niang, thinking about it. Morin was silent for a moment, then raised his head again, smiling.

Lan Niang trembled, goosebumps stood up.

Mo Lin's self-acquaintance took Lan Niang's hand, turned it over and looked at it, but it was a pity, "My younger sister's hands are so young and rough. Embroidery is afraid that the thread has to be frayed. It's a pity to have such a slender hand. ”

"Hehe... The sister-in-law laughed. Peasant women are like that. Lan Niang withdrew her hand.

"I'm sorry I said the wrong thing. I see that my younger siblings have good faces, and they have no scruples about talking, and they say whatever they think. Do you want my younger siblings to learn embroidery from me? Your hands are so long, they should be embroidered hands. Morin said with an embarrassed face.

Lan Niang was uncomfortable being so close to strangers, stood farther away, and said, "No, I have thick hands, and I haven't shown off yet, so I will pull the line first." ”

"My brother and sister are really joking. If you don't learn, don't learn. Anyway, embroidery is not a talent that everyone has. The younger siblings don't embroider, and the younger siblings who cook are next. When I sell my embroidery, I will add a dish to my family. Everybody's having fun. Morin smiled even softer.

Lan Niang: "......"

Turns out to be waiting for her here!

Lan Niang said lightly: "What does my sister-in-law have to do with whether she adds food to the house or not." I'm out busy. The sister-in-law slowly did the embroidery work. ”

The smile on Morin's face stiffened. Lan Niang, who ran away, didn't see the viciousness that flashed in Mo Lin's eyes.

Facing Lan Niang's back running away, Mo Lin took a sip and scolded secretly: He deserves to be a poor ghost.