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Chapter 96 What if Old Man Zhu commits suicide by drinking?

I don’t know how the original owner raised the chickens. There were obviously about ten of them, but each one was thinner than the last. It was good to receive two eggs a day.

There are so many people in the family, but only Zhu Bamei, who is "partially favored" by the original owner, can be given an egg every day. Others can't even dream of it. At most, they can taste a little fishy smell during the busy farming season.

The Zhu family only has a few acres of thin farmland, but they have to feed more than a dozen mouths. The grain they harvest cannot be eaten from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, but will everyone be extremely hungry?

It's also pitiful for Mrs. Li, even with such a big belly, she couldn't get a complete egg.

Those eggs are really the "treasure" of the Zhu family. Their family has no other source of income at all. The only way to exchange money is to save eggs for money.

Of course, even so, apart from deducting the money for marrying a wife and hiring a midwife, the original owner also spent everything else on Zhu Bamei - just hoping that she could become a maid or aunt in a wealthy family in the future?

Cover your face.

These days, the most fearful thing is "getting sick", because once you get sick, you can't afford a doctor and you have to "get through it" on your own.

This was also the reason why the original owner fell so hard before and was carried to bed by his family members without anyone calling a doctor.

If not, it probably wouldn't be Ye Yuran's turn.

"Mom!" Mrs. Liu became nervous as soon as she saw Ye Yuran entering the kitchen.

Today is her turn to cook. How much rice she can catch and how many vegetables she can put in a day are all fixed.

If you do too much or too little, you will be scolded.

If there is too much, her mother-in-law will scold her as "wasteful"; if it is too little, her mother-in-law will scold her for not being able to fill her stomach - but in fact, as the number of Zhu's family grows, she can no longer fill her stomach.

Ye Yuran saw the rice she put in the bowl. She said it was rice, but in fact most of it was rice bran, and there wasn't much rice at all.

Add the wild vegetables grown at home and cook it into a pot of thin porridge. Only the original owner, Old Man Zhu, and Zhu Bamei can scoop the thicker porridge from the bottom of the pot, while everyone else can only get a bowl of porridge that bottoms out evenly.

Because the two grandsons cannot be sent to be maids in wealthy families, they are "useless" to the young masters and aunts of wealthy families, and receive even less.

Ye Yuran sighed softly in his heart: Alas!

With such a way of eating every day, it is no wonder that in the memory of the original owner, she saw that the whole family looked sallow and thin, and no one except Zhu Bamei looked better.

It's not entirely her fault that Li was so greedy that she ate eggs secretly. A pregnant woman would eat enough for two people, so she would get hungry faster than ordinary people.

How can a person who drinks porridge every day be able to withstand it?

If it weren't for Ye Yuran's memory that Mrs. Li was already six months pregnant, otherwise she would have thought that the other party was lying based on the belly she saw.

Pregnant women are thin, and the fetuses in their stomachs have no nutrition. No matter how many children the farmers have, they can't feed them, so people these days are desperate to give birth, but to raise...

Watch God eat.

Like the original owner and old man Zhu, it is probably relatively rare in Zhujia Village to have one child and support the other.

Ye Yuran had to think about it again. How was this original owner so lucky? You may say it was bad. He was destined to have "more children and more blessings". You may say it was good, but he was so poor that he had to drink gruel all the time and couldn't eat enough.

, I can’t wear warm clothes, I even have to worry about an egg.

"Where are the others?"

"Dad took the elder brothers to work in the fields, while the elder sister-in-law went up the mountain to collect pigweed." As for whether anyone was lazy at home, Mrs. Liu did not mention a word.

"Okay, don't stand here stupidly. You help me light the fire. I'll cook tonight's dinner." Recalling the tone of the original owner's words, Ye Yuran tried his best to imitate it.

Mrs. Liu was stunned: "Yes, mother."

Ye Yuran held the basin and scooped out some flour from the room, rice bran, five eggs, and a pack of dried fruits.

Ms. Liu was shocked when she saw her mother-in-law bringing out so much food.

So much, how many meals do we need to eat?

Ye Yuran ignored her and looked at the cleaned wild vegetables and cabbages in the kitchen, but there were no radishes: "Are there any radishes?"

"Yes, in the vegetable patch."

"Then you go and pull out some and bring back ten." Just like the original owner, he didn't waste any time and issued the order directly.

"Yes, mother."



Cut the cabbage into pieces and put them aside. Mix the green leaves and wild vegetables together and chop them into pieces. Put them in a basin and set aside.

The oil has reached the bottom of the can, but there is still some salt.

Ye Yuran poured all the rice bran, flour, and eggs into a basin, filled an oil can with water, poured it into the basin, and stirred.

Finding that she didn't have such a big pot at home, she divided the vegetable foam and mixed noodles in the pot into two parts and mixed one part first.

On the other side, when Mrs. Liu came back from pulling radishes outside, she met her sister-in-law Mrs. Liu who was coming down from the mountain.

In addition to the pig vegetables piled high in the basket on her back, Mrs. Liu also had a bag hanging in front of her. Needless to say, it must have contained some wild vegetables and fruits that she could find.

"Sister-in-law, let me help you." Ms. Liu quickly took the bag from her hand.

"Why did you pull so many radishes?" Mrs. Liu frowned slightly when she saw the things in her basket.

If she remembered correctly, there seemed to be no such thing as radish in the dinner ordered by her mother-in-law.

"My mother asked me to pull it out." Mrs. Liu knew what she was asking and whispered quickly.

Once she heard that it was her mother-in-law's order, Mrs. Liu said nothing.

When the two of them returned home, Ye Yuran was almost done with her preparations.

"The elder's family is back? You go chop the pig vegetables and feed the pigs; the second family's family washed the radishes and cut them into shreds."

Ye Yuran felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Mrs. Liu, who was so small, actually carrying such a big backpack - was it that all women in this era were like this, or was the original owner too cruel to make her change?

Has it become like this?

However, she didn't show anything strange, so as not to reveal her fault, she could only follow the original owner's example and continue to issue orders.

"Yes, mother."

Mrs. Liu put down the basket on her back, put down the big wooden basin standing under the wall courtyard, and started chopping pig vegetables.

"Mom, my sister-in-law brought this back from the mountain."

Mrs. Liu put down the basket and handed the bag to Ye Yuran.

Ye Yuran took it and opened it, and found that in addition to wild vegetables, there were also wild fruits.

Wild fruits are not uncommon in farmers' homes. What surprised her was that there was a pink fruit among them. She tasted it and found it tasted sweet and sour as she expected.

Before, she was still thinking that this cake might not taste very good if it was just wrapped in shredded radish, but now she has figured it out.

Because she was afraid that everyone's taste would be different, Ye Yuran did not plan to put the fruit directly into flour or shredded radish. Instead, she washed it and made "jam" in a small pot.

In fact, making jam is not as difficult as everyone thinks. The difficulty is to make it well.

Due to limited conditions, in addition to fruits, salt, and water, she could only grab a little flour and put it in, but there was nothing else.

There is no way, who wants to have no cornstarch at home?

But you can't leave it out completely, otherwise the boiled water will be water and it won't thicken.

The jam needs to be sticky and thick.

Of course, it is not ruled out that she is worried that the number of fruits picked out is a little small, and if she doesn't put some flour in, there won't be enough to eat.

There was no sugar, so Ye Yuran tried her best to pick out some sweet wild fruits. First, she washed the fruits, removed the stones and cut them into cubes.
Chapter completed!
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