She beckoned Miao Xiaohe over.

"Xiaohe, shall we eat potatoes at night?"

Miao Xiaohe was now playing with a toy gun carved out of wood for him by his father before he died, and when he heard Miao Xiaomiao's words, he nodded.

"Mm-hmm, Xiaohe likes to eat Beanie."

Miao Xiaomiao smiled, then went to the back of the yard to get the basket, and took Miao Xiaohe towards the vegetable field at home.

Because of his injury, this time, Miao Xiaomiao did not hold Miao Xiaohe, but asked him to follow him towards the ground.

The Miao family's vegetable patch is not very far, only a few hundred meters away from their house.

At this time, the vegetable field is not growing well because there is no parental care.

Miao Xiaomiao walked to a somewhat sparse vegetable patch, picked up a hoe and dug it down.

Soon, a lot of potatoes in the field were shaved out by Miao Xiaomiao.

This potato was planted by Miao Xiaomiao's father when he was alive, but it is not yet the season to harvest potatoes, so the potatoes dug up by Miao Xiaomiao are all small.

Miao Xiaomiao dug out these small potatoes one by one and picked them up in the back basket, and then took Miao Xiaohe towards the back mountain.

The chickens at home were taken care of by Miao Xiaomiao during this time, so she had to cut some wild vegetables and go back to the chickens to eat with rice bran.

By the time Miao Xiaomiao returned home with a basket full of wild vegetables, it was already dark.

She scooped water out of the water tank, washed the potatoes in the basket one by one, and put them in the pot to boil.

When these were all done, Miao Xiaomiao found another wooden board, took out the wild vegetables in the basket and cut them finely, and then scooped a large spoonful of rice bran and mixed it with water mixed with wild vegetables.

"Sister, I'm going to feed the chickens."

Miao Xiaohe said, picked up the pot for feeding the chickens, and staggered towards the chicken pen in the backyard.

There are not too many chickens in the house, only five or six, but fortunately, there are two hens that lay eggs, and there are several eggs at home.

Miao Xiaomiao thought, now that the family has no income, she can get a few more chickens to raise at home, so that when she grows up, the rooster can be sold for money, and the eggs laid by the hen can also be sold for money, which can more or less increase the family's income.

She walked back to the kitchen, and by this time the potatoes were already very cooked.

Miao Xiaomiao picked up the basket and scooped up the potatoes, and then brought a basin of cold water to tear off the skin of the potatoes.

By the time Miao Xiaohe came back after feeding the chickens, Miao Xiaomiao had already torn out a small pot of potato skins.

There is also a small bowl of dipping water next to it.

After Miao Xiaohe washed his hands, he took a potato, pointed to the dipping water in the bowl, and said to Miao Xiaomiao:

"Sister, spicy."

"Well, spicy, it's okay not to eat Xiaohe."

"Spicy, stomach ache after eating."

Miao Xiaohe said, picked up a potato, dipped it in some water, and then handed it to Miao Xiaomiao.

"Sister eats."

Miao Xiaomiao smiled, then opened her mouth and ate the potato.

Without my aunt's family here, the siblings felt very comfortable.

In the evening, Miao Xiaomiao boiled water early and bathed Miao Xiaohe and went to bed early.

Early the next morning, Miao Xiaomiao prepared the rice that she was going to take to the town to mill.

This is still the rice harvested when my parents were alive, and the remaining bags of rice are still piled up in a little room, enough for my sister and brother to eat for a year or two.

She called Miao Xiaohe up, dressed him, and took him to the village to wait for the carriage.

Also waiting together is Zhang Qinghe, the aunt who helped Miao Xiaomiao drive away Miao Cuilan's family yesterday.

"Miao Miao, what are you going to buy in the town this morning?"

"My aunt's family has come to live in my house these days, not to eat all the rice, I'll take some millet to the town to grind it."

"Hey, your aunt is such a big person, and it's embarrassing to bully your two sisters and brothers that there are no adults in the family to support her."

"Come, my aunt will carry it on your back, and you can pull your brother well."

After Zhang Qinghe finished speaking, he took the back basket on Miao Xiaomiao's back and put it on the ground.

"Auntie, no need, I can carry it."

"What's the use, a little girl's family, how hard can you come."

Miao Xiaomiao didn't pack too much rice, the two sisters and brothers were at home, and they could eat at most half a catty of rice a day, and this Miao Xiaomiao was loaded with more than 20 catties in the back basket.

Mainly considering that the oil at home is gone, and I have to buy something at home when I go back, so I only brought this bit of rice.

"Miao Miao, if there is no rice at home in the future, if you want to mill rice, you will find your brother, it just so happens that your brother is on vacation during this time, just let him take it to the town for you to grind, you have to carry it back and forth."

"Okay, I see, thank you, auntie."

"Thank you, it's still a family after all."

As soon as he spoke, the carriage came.

This is an old man in the village who drives the carriage, and he starts soliciting customers on time at six o'clock in the morning every day, and now it is more than seven o'clock, and it is already the second guest of the old man.

When the bus stop was stable, Miao Xiaomiao and everyone got into the car together, and Zhang Qinghe helped Miao Xiaomiao carry the back basket to the car.

Soon, the car came to the town, and the town was in a hurry, and by half past eleven, the people were basically dispersed.

Zhang Qinghe helped Miao Xiaomiao carry the rice to the place where the rice was milled, and then separated from Miao Xiaomiao.

Miao Xiaomiao weighed the rice with the boss, put the rice in the store, and took Miao Xiaohe to visit the town's vegetable market.

Although this vegetable market is only a town, the villagers from the nearby villages come here to buy and sell goods, and it is also very lively at this time.

When Miao Xiaomiao took Miao Xiaohe to pass by the bun shop, she saw the little guy licking his lips with sharp eyes, and felt a burst of amusement in her heart.

"Is Xiaohe hungry?"

"Sister, Xiaohe is not hungry, Xiaohe goes home to eat."

Miao Xiaomiao looked at her younger brother's hard mouth, a smile flashed on her face, and then she came to the boss and bought a meat bun.

"Sister, Xiaohe is not hungry, and the bag is expensive."

Miao Xiaomiao looked at her younger brother's sensible appearance, and a touch of sentimentality flashed in her heart, she was such a sensible brother, and she was beaten to death by Miao Cuilan's family in her last life.

She will definitely take revenge for this revenge.

"Eat it, it's going to get cold in a while."

Miao Xiaohe heard Miao Xiaomiao's words, hesitated for a moment, broke the bun into one big and one small, and then handed the big half to Miao Xiaomiao.

"The bag is delicious, my sister eats it."

Miao Xiaomiao did not refuse, took the bun and ate it.

Although she married a cripple in her previous life, the lame man's family was in the brewing business, and she was never harsh on her in terms of money.

In addition, the cripple is a person who pays attention to eating and drinking, so he eats every meal very well, although Miao Xiaomiao had to suffer domestic violence every day at that time, but in this area, many people are still inferior.