Lai had already cooked dry rice, pork, stewed pickles, and dried radishes in the kitchen. There were no vegetables planted at this time.

Mrs. Li used to be able to grow some delicious vegetables at home, but since she went to work as a helper, her children are no longer good at planting, and Mr. Lai doesn't manage the vegetable plot.

There is no time to pick wild vegetables now. The only things that can be cooked and eaten at home are the pickles and dried radishes that Li used to pickle.

People who are usually lazy to cook may not necessarily be very good at cooking, but they have a special feature: meat. Farmers are not so particular about eating. As long as it can fill their stomachs, even if they are not good at cooking, they can still eat well.

The idea is to just eat enough!

Ye Shuzhi and Ye Shuzhen went back to the room to hide away. This morning made them tired, their backs ached, and their hands were swollen and painful.

My tender little hands felt burning and painful. They were all blistered and the skin was peeling, so I had to apply medicated oil.

I felt itchy all over my body, so I could only wash my face with a towel and then wipe my body.

The weather in October is very hot and the water in the water tank is very cold. It is impossible to take a bath without boiling hot water.

Ye Shuzhen tidied her long hair, which had been messed up by work in the morning, and felt that there was grain ash on her head, and she also felt itchy and uncomfortable.

"Second sister, you see, Da Ya is so old and can do these things. Should we give her the job of threshing rice?"

Ye Shuzhen saw that Daya was skilled at work and could do it even better than her aunt, who was several years older.

It's just the right time to leave the rice threshing job to her.

"Okay, let's talk about it later during dinner! I don't want to thresh rice either."

Ye Shuzhi was also finishing her makeup at the moment. She had the same idea as her sister. She would rather cut and pick rice in the rice fields than thrash rice at home, beating it with a big stick until she was no longer tired.

"It's time to eat..."

When Mrs. Lai saw the old man and his son coming back, he called for everyone to have dinner together.

Father Hongji put down the rice in the basket and did not go to eat immediately. He washed his hands and took a few puffs of bamboo cigarette.

After Acer put down the rice, he went to wash his hands and face first, then went to the room to check on the two little kids, and then entered the kitchen to eat.

When Da Ya heard grandma calling for dinner, she put the rice in the bamboo sieve to dry in the sun and went to wash her hands.

Mrs. Lai was very diligent and helped everyone put the rice into bowls.

"Old lady, where did you go this morning?"

Acer's father blew the bamboo pipe smoke and got satisfied. Then he came into the kitchen, sat down to eat, and glared at the old woman.

"Old man, the eldest daughter didn't ask us to help. I thought you wouldn't help, so I didn't go to help. She has a baby to take care of, so I went to help her take care of the baby."

Lai didn't feel guilty at all. In her mind, the girl in the family was not as good as the boy grandson.

As for the other dolls, has she ever held them?

Lai doesn't remember, she has never held the fifth baby.

Acer picked up the bowl and ate in silence. He was used to his mother's favoritism. The tough man felt very disgusted with his mother. He kept silent out of filial piety, which did not mean he didn't think about it.

Acer's father glared at Lai again, and finally chose not to say anything.

Da Ya took her two younger sisters with her, holding the rice in her hands, and chose the sisters to eat in the room.

Of course, Da Ya feeds the fifth baby first. The fourth baby can already eat on his own. The other sisters only have a little pickles in their bowls. They are already very happy to have a bowl of dry rice. The pickles on the table are cooked with meat. That's it.

The meat has already entered the adults' bowls.

Ye Shiqi ate one bite at a time obediently. The dry rice left her with only eight teeth and no big teeth in her mouth, so she didn't eat quickly.

Daya fed her sister a mouthful of rice, and then took another mouthful of rice from the bowl.

Chatting began in the kitchen, and the first person to express her opinion was Ye Shuzhen. She expressed dissatisfaction with her mother going to work at her eldest sister's place instead of going home to dry the rice, but she did not say it directly.

"Dad, I don't want to dry rice at home this afternoon. Oh, look, my hands have become like this."

"If you are not at home to dry the rice, who will do it? If you are not at home to dry the rice, where will you go?" Acer's father said to his little daughter in a reproachful voice.

"Dad, I'd rather trade with Daya. I'll cut the rice instead of threshing it at home." Ye Shuzhen ignored her father's glare, and her anger made her ignore the glares from her family.

When Hongji heard what his little sister said about Da Ya, he stopped eating, his mouth was bulging with rice, and he looked at Ye Shuzhen silently.

"How old is Daya? How old are you? You can only have the strength to thresh rice when you are older. Daya is always helping to cut rice in the fields." Father Hongji stared, his face reddened not knowing whether it was anger or heat.

"It sounds like Da Ya is so diligent. I haven't had a day off. Look at the bamboo sieve outside. My second sister and I did it."

Ye Shuzhen responded to her father's glare. After working all morning, her back ached and her hands ached. She didn't receive a word of praise. Who doesn't know how to glare?

Ye Shuzhi had not yet spoken, but when she saw the leader in front being scolded, she ate her meal in silence, knowing that her younger sister's trick would not work, so she had no choice but to seek help from Mr. Lai.

"Mom, look at my hands. They were injured when I was beating the seedlings. It will be my big day soon, and I haven't made my dowry yet."

Ye Shuzhi's words made Acer's father, who wanted to scold Ye Shuzhen, fall silent for a moment, sighed, and said:

"Old lady, don't go to your eldest daughter's place in the afternoon, help at home! Finish the farm work in the fields as soon as possible, and you have to help the second girl with her dowry."

Lai wanted to push it away, but was softened by the looks of her two daughters pleading for help. She could only nod and said:

"Okay! The three of us will thresh the rice together in the afternoon. We must harvest the rice first so that our family can have food to eat."

Acer heard what Lai said and then started eating again.

Acer's father seemed to be very observant and noticed the strangeness of his eldest son and gave the old woman another look.

Mrs. Lai glanced at her son and his expression waned. She thought of threshing rice with her two daughters in the afternoon. When she saw her two daughters just now, her hands were blistered, red and swollen. She could imagine that she would look like that in the evening.

It would be great if Mrs. Li was here. All these jobs are hers, alas...

Mrs. Lai thought about letting Mrs. Li do these tasks so that she could enjoy the happiness at home, but she was reluctant to give up two taels of silver. With these two taels of silver, she could hire several people to help her in the countryside, but she was reluctant to pay for help.

When Lai thought that he would lose some money, he would rather work harder.

Acer and his father did not take a nap today in order to catch up on work. They continued to work after eating.

Acer asked Daya and her two younger sisters to come later because the sun was too strong at noon.
Chapter completed!