Chapter 8 The eldest sister-in-law is like a mother
"The fourth sister-in-law is right, I will try to play with her as little as possible in the future."
Lin Yiyi replied with a smile again.
At this time, the whole family was even more surprised, looking at Lin Yiyi's gaze, as if they didn't know her.
How iron the relationship between Lin Yiyi and Lin Lan is, they all know it very well.
used to make trouble with her family for Lin Lan.
Today, what's going on with this girl, everything goes along with her family.
Father Lin Zhongqian saw that his daughter was so sensible, and a relieved smile appeared on his old face.
"Okay, let's stop talking about that, come over for dinner."
The fourth brother saw that the whole family was stunned, and stayed there for a while, so he casually greeted and broke the silence at home.
"Eight aunts, nine uncles, and little aunts eat."
Several other nieces and nephews also greeted him.
Lin Yiyi looked at the big family, and her mood was indescribably warm.
Especially looking at her father's kind and relieved eyes, the girl's heart was warm, as if something was blocked in her throat, and she had the urge to cry.
She sniffed hard, suppressed her desire to cry, a childish smile on her face, and sat down at the table with her family.
Thirty years.
For thirty years, as my family grew up and grew older, there was no time for such a large family to sit and eat together.
Unexpectedly, life started again, so that she once again enjoyed the taste of being pampered and cared for by her family.
It feels so good!
For the sake of this moment, Lin Yiyi also has to protect them well, so that they can meet a better life in the future with themselves.
Especially my father, who will have a difficult hurdle to overcome in the near future.
In his previous life, his father had never stepped over this hurdle.
Now that she is back, she must help her father through this hurdle no matter what, and will not let a tragedy like the one in her previous life happen.
Lin Yiyi's parents gave birth to eleven children, and she is the eleventh, eleventh.
There are many children, families are in difficulty, and several children have died due to malnutrition.
Only the eldest brother, the third sister, the fourth brother, the eighth sister, and the ninth brother and sister Jia Lin Yiyi were left.
The eldest brother, third sister, and fourth brother are all married, leaving the eighth sister, the ninth brother and Lin Yiyi, who are three younger ones, who are still staying with their families.
Because of this, the children of the eldest brother's family are almost as old as Lin Yiyi, and even the children of the fourth brother's family are six or seven years old.
When Lin Yiyi was named back then, his father said, just call it Yiyi, turn 11 upside down, it is Yiyi.
Fortunately, an elder in the village reminded him: "You will make your daughter hate you like this, so it is better to call it Yiyi, which is good-sounding, good-looking, and in line with Yiyi." ”
This is how Lin Yiyi's name came from.
Seeing that so many bloodline relatives were there, Lin Yiyi felt indescribable satisfaction.
The only regret is that I can't see my mother.
But how can things be so happy in the world?
It is time to be content to live a new life and relive the happiness of youth.
Otherwise, heaven will not allow her.
Lin Yi greeted his family members with great respect, and then sat down to eat in his place.
Sweet potato porridge for breakfast.
It is said to be sweet potato porridge, but in fact, it is boiled out of a few pieces of sweet potatoes with a small amount of rice and a large pot of water.
There's nothing dry in there.
In order to continue to feed in the future, every meal is very particular about cooking, and I dare not put too much real food.
Most of the time, it's made up with water.
Otherwise, in the second and third months of the lunar calendar, when the green and yellow crops are not harvested, it is likely that people will starve to death.
Even so, feeling the harmonious atmosphere at home, Lin Yiyi still felt extremely happy.
"Come, Xiaoxiao, you just got sick, this bowl is for you."
Mu Xiancong put a bowl full of sweet potatoes and rice porridge in his hand in front of her, "Eat more, so as not to get sick again." ”