Ma Damei didn't hide it, "Let me ask if what you said to your second sister-in-law is right." ”

She just wanted to have a bottom in her heart.

Lin Jiaojiao smiled: "Mother, are you still worried that your second sister-in-law will lie to you?" ”

"Isn't it, how have the second daughter-in-law seen so much money before?" Ma Damei said it should be taken for granted, it is different if she has seen money and if she has not seen money.

"Don't worry, mother, the second sister-in-law doesn't, and besides, the family hasn't been separated yet, and the second sister-in-law doesn't have the guts." Lin Jiaojiao told the truth.

Thinking of Yang Yunfang's usual behavior, Ma Damei was a lot more relieved, and asked Lin Jiaojiao what she wanted to eat at night.

"I want to eat rice." Although I have been here for a few months, Lin Jiaojiao, the food of the Lao Lin family, is still not used to eating, who let the food of the Lao Lin family be mixed with coarse and fine grains, if it is not mixed and eaten, then the food will definitely not be enough.

When she heard that her daughter wanted to eat rice, how could Ma Damei disagree? Immediately said: "Okay, I'll let your second sister-in-law make it for you alone, and then steam an egg for you." ”

"Mother, you're so nice." Lin Jiaojiao blew a wave of rainbow farts at the right time.

Ma Da Mei was happy, "You are my daughter, not good to you, good to whom." ”

Lin Jiaojiao laughed, and when Lin Jiaojiao entered the house, Ma Damei called Yang Yunfang out and told her to make rice and steamed eggs for Lin Jiaojiao alone at night.

"I forgot to say, when you steam the rice, you call me, I'll take the bacon out and cut a few slices of bacon into it."

Yang Yunfang wrote them down one by one.

As soon as the order was finished, the eldest girls who went to school in the brigade came back, and Tang Hong came back at the same time, and the eldest girls greeted Ma Damei happily, Ma Damei nodded, but when she saw Tang Hong behind her grandchildren, Ma Damei's face was pulled down, "Third daughter-in-law, you haven't seen anyone this afternoon, where are you again?" ”

Tang Hong laughed dryly, "Mother, I'm going to hoe grass outside." ”

Ma Damei's eyes narrowed, "What about your hoe?" ”

Tang Hong's eyes began to drift, "Hoe... I forgot. ”

Looking at Tang Hong like that, Ma Damei knew that she was lying, "Okay, don't tell me about those who don't have it, go to the vegetable garden to help your sister-in-law water it." ”

Ma Damei didn't bother to scold her.

"Mother, I'll go right away." didn't suffer from her mother-in-law's scolding, Tang Hong naturally slipped away quickly.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with them, the eldest girl went back to the house to put her schoolbag first, and Ma Damei called them and asked them how the school arranged the autumn harvest.

The eldest girl said honestly: "I will go to class in the morning, but not in the afternoon." ”

Ma Damei thought for a while, "Then you don't have classes in the afternoon, so you go to work in the fields." ”

"Got it."

Ma Damei waved her hand and sent them away quickly, and when they were having dinner in the evening, Old Man Lin and Ma Damei told the arrangements for the autumn harvest.

Ma Damei's meaning, Lin Xiaolan wants to say kiss, don't let her go to the ground, let her do housework at home, don't look back and get tanned, in the afternoon, they don't go to class, they also go to work, and the four girls, five girls, and six girls are at home to help Lin Xiaolan do housework.

As for the children in the family, of course, they also follow the eldest girl to work.

Tang Hong was a little unhappy, "Mother, it's still small when you have grass and grain, you definitely can't carry it in the field, otherwise let the two of them pick up rice." ”

"Why can't you bear it, it's as big as the one with grass and grain, and you're a good hand at cutting rice, you still want to get used to them, now that you're young and don't suffer a little, how can you be productive when you're older in the future?"

It's not from the city, how can it be so delicate?