Author: Wuming.

Moonlight

I have been here for a year and I have almost had corn porridge every meal. Except for adding a piece of dry food at noon, I have thin soup and water in the morning and evening. There are no vegetables in seconds. I can only eat salted radish strips as thick as chopsticks. I also have to be metered for each person, one bowl for adults and half a bowl for children. But when the rice cooked by the number of people is served, there is only a bottom left for the basin. The extra bite must be given to Zhao Mingyu.

After eating like this all year round, no one can resist it. No one can resist it. No one can greedy people will have their eyes glow when they see the fine grains.

Although it is a bit shameful, it is an indisputable fact.

Zhao Wenduo didn't know what the original body was. She only knew that she hadn't had enough time to eat, especially at this age who grew up, she was a strong and consumed very quickly. Especially after doing physical work, her stomach became a bottomless pit. This also gave her reason to suspect that the original body did not die of a high fever, but was probably hungry.

The lid made of sorghum poles showed a white mist-like steam. The pot of hot water that had been burned for more than half an hour finally opened. In a short while, the kitchen in the outer room was blocked and could not see the figure.

Zhao Wenduo stood up on a small stool, turned sideways and lifted the lid of the pot, so that the heat would not be able to suck. The boiling water in the pot was pouring water, and the aluminum lunch box was placed on the fork. The leftover rice that had been cold for the whole day was still steaming with fragrance, and it rushed up with the heat.

I endured the hotness and pinched the lunch box with both hands and threw the rice onto the pot. With a bang, the room could hear it clearly.

Li Cuizhen raised her voice and said, "After the meal is ready, you two will stay in the outer room and eat. Each of them is so greedy that they have lost their teeth. You dare not go tight!"

Zhao Wennan grinned and ran out in a daze.

Zhao Wen took an extra aluminum spoon and pulled Zhao Wennan. The two of them squatted on the side of the pot, and they ate half of the lunch box of rice in one bite at a time.

"Sister Three, this rice is so delicious!" Zhao Wennan smacked his mouth and savored the fragrance of rice left on his tongue: "I wish I could have more!"

Zhao Wenduo also felt the same way. He touched his stomach that was warmed by the rice and nodded: "Well, it's delicious! Wait, I'll get you a few sacks one day so you can eat enough!"

"You have to brag about the cows, and you have a few sacks. You can get a few kilograms of rice back to you!" Li Cuizhen shouted in the room with a sharp throat: "Little girl has no one to keep her mouth shut all day long. She thought about it, but she really dared to say anything. You have to change this problem. If you are so unblocked, be careful, I will sew your mouth."

Zhao Wennan shrank his neck and made a sound ban, and slapped his ears with Zhao Wenduo: "Sister, stop talking. Mom just heard from his father about his son and was so angry that he was panicking. Don't hit the gun."

Before, he called out "Duo, Duo, Mom's daughter". After a while, the "Girl Movie" called out again, but it was really faster than turning a book. It seemed that the old scar was hooked up again, and it was still very touched. Zhao Wenlan curled her lips expressionlessly.

It’s really not her fault. She eats things she sees every day, and has a bag of about a hundred pounds. She doesn’t mean buying it. The existence she is used to is completely a subconscious answer and hasn’t thought too much. Who knows that she can get scolded?

"Why don't you say anything? Did you say the wrong thing?" The voice in the room was obviously raised twice, and it sounded very clearly.

Zhao Wennan's little hand reminded her, and Zhao Wenduo: "...Well, I understand."

In this family, Li Cuizhen is the absolute overlord. Any resistance of any nature will be severely suppressed if it is exposed.

The only male in the family, Zhao Mingyu, has to surrender under this authority, let alone others. Zhao Wenduo closed his mouth wisely, silently picked up the water scoop and took the basin to serve the hot water in the pot.

Zhao Wenlan is weak in physical condition and is most afraid of the cold in winter. In addition, she encountered inconvenient days. She was furious again in the evening, and she was ashamed, angry and depressed. All the unhappy things came together. She fell in the snow again yesterday and accumulated a day of coldness. The pain and discomfort all rushed up.

People who have never experienced this kind of pain in a girl's house naturally have no way to imagine how uncomfortable it would be. Zhao Wenlan is the most serious of it. In addition to her stomachache, she also vomited and ejaculated. After drinking the bowl of broth at night, she poured out all the meat. After a while, she was dying and lying on the kang, she lost the strength to shout.

The Zhao family is used to it almost every month. The conditions at home are just like this. They can’t come up with better facilities. They boil half a pot of boiling water to wash their hands and feet, and then take a sewn water bag and fill it with hot water. Holding it on their stomach can always relieve it a lot.

"Boss, the second brother has suffered a cold this time. You go and make a bowl of brown sugar water for her to drink."

Zhao Wenying said: "Didn't that two pounds of brown sugar be kept for your mother, you gave birth to the fifth child for confinement? Why don't you ask the second child to take two painkiller tablets?"

The two pounds of brown sugar in the family were saved up for several months before the whole family saved. No one was willing to let it go, so they just kept it for Li Cuizhen to give birth to a good body.

"If you ask you to take it, you can take it. How come you can't get it?" If it weren't for this fight today, Li Cuizhen wouldn't have thought of taking it out. But when he saw Zhao Wenlan crying over the red circles of her eyes, curled up and moaning softly, he felt reluctant to let it go, and secondly, he felt ashamed and panicked.

The girl in her own family was molested by others. She could not support her parents, but she had to keep things tight. She could not expose her even if she was clamored. No matter what the reason was, she was always a little sorry for her.

Not only did Li Cuizhen think so, but Zhao Wenying, as the eldest sister, felt very uncomfortable, but she couldn't do anything else except for the girl's discomfort. She turned around and walked to the chest of drawers silently, took out the two kilograms of brown sugar from it, scooped two spoons with an empty bowl, rushed onto the boiling water and took it to the kang.

Zhao Wenlan washed hot water and drank brown sugar. The pain finally recovered during the while. Her face looked a little better and her spirits improved a lot.

"Are you done cleaning up? When you have nothing to do, you can go to the kang to sleep quickly and save some electricity. If you have too many people, you can't get any money. I'll give you some life."

Li Cuizhen's words were the imperial edict. Who dared not to listen? The three sisters on the ground took off their shoes and went to the kang.

The Zhao family has a relatively good ingredient. The eighth generation of poor peasants, and the grandfather was a tenant for landlords, with no land, no house or money. Zhao Mingyu was the second child in the family. His stepmother despised the children in her front nest and drove him out early. At the age of 18, she married Li Cuizhen, the same age. The two took root in Bailangli Village and got a house to live in. The house was actually just a room, and the kitchen and walking corridor of the outer room were shared with the Jiang family in the lower room.

(End of this chapter)
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