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Chapter 21 Eating Meat and Sleeping

"Second sister, I want to eat two chickens tonight!"

She raised two fingers and asked sweetly.

Still...still eating chicken?

There are only five old hens in the house. I ate one today and will eat two more tonight. Will this kill grandma?

Looking at my little sister, those sparkling eyes are like a kind of magic that people can't refuse.

"Okay, okay!"

Jiang Qiuniang was shocked: "No, we killed a chicken today and didn't give you any milk. We are lucky that she didn't make a fuss. If we eat chicken at night, your milk will have to make a fuss."

"It's good to make a fuss, but it's better to cause a family separation."

Jiang Dongsheng picked up the chicken leg bone on the table, put it in his mouth, sucked the bone marrow, and burped with satisfaction.

I have never eaten so much meat before, and I feel so happy eating meat.

Jiang Qiuniang looked at her three children with hope in her eyes. When the words came to her lips, she choked for a moment.

Separating the family? She didn't know why, but she actually had a little bit of expectation in her heart.

She is a human being. She has sacrificed so much for this family since her husband left home a few years ago, and in the end, the news of her husband's death has just come back.

My mother-in-law is about to sell her mother-in-law and her mother-in-law. It is impossible for her not to hate Mrs. Jiang.

It's just that... she is a contradictory person, and her deep-rooted three obedience and four virtues always remind her that she cannot disobey her elders and must be filial to her parents-in-law.

On weekdays, Mrs. Jiang didn't like her and would find fault with her everywhere.

She can do all kinds of work around the house, but... this time, Mrs. Jiang touched her nerves and decided against her plans to target her children.

Her husband died, and now she just wants to raise her three children safely.

He touched the melon seeds on the two little heads and said nothing.

I took out my sewing basket and started to embroider a pillowcase with mandarin ducks playing in the water.

Since several children want to separate the family, let’s separate the family.

She has to work hard to make money to support these children.

Jiang Mingzhu was very well-behaved. When she saw Jiang Qiuniang holding a sewing basket, she also picked up her own, sat on the bed and started putting insoles.

Jiang Mingzhu's eyebrows were very similar to Jiang Qiuniang's. She was sitting there quietly embroidering flowers, like a living picture of a beautiful lady.

Gentle and quiet, yet gentle.

She has willow eyebrows, pink and phoenix eyes, and fair skin. Every move she makes makes her look more like a lady raised by a big family.

Jiang Qiuniang is not ugly, and Jiang Mingzhu is not ugly either, but compared to Jiang Jinchai.

Jiang Mingzhu, who has to work all year round and whose food is being deducted from her by Mrs. Jiang, is thin at the age of fourteen and has a sallow complexion.

After being frightened by Liu Cuihua, Mrs. Jiang hid in the house all afternoon and did not dare to come out.

Jiang Jinchai won't even come out. All he can think about is Liu Cuihua coming back quickly and taking away this monster Baozhu.

Then, he coaxed Brother Wang to be happy, canceled his marriage to Jiang Mingzhu, and married her.

In the evening, Baozhu had already woken up from his sleep and was rubbing his hungry belly.

Sure enough, people are like iron rice and steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will feel hungry.

The most distressing thing for people is being hungry, and the happiest thing is eating meat.

"Second sister, I'm hungry."

When Jiang Mingzhu heard this, she almost pricked her finger with the needle in her hand.

Baozhu blinked and looked at her: "Second sister, let's continue to eat chicken for dinner. Two!"

Holding up two fingers, Baozhu said with great certainty.

The little mouth couldn't help but squeak, thinking about the chicken stew for lunch today.

"One sesame oil chicken and one soup, just right."

"Really, do you really want to kill?"

Jiang Mingzhu still hesitated. Mrs. Jiang usually treasured these chickens. If she killed three chickens in one day, wouldn't it cost her her life?

Besides, who is like this, eating a lot of meat and fish every day?

Even if there were golden bumps in the house, they wouldn't be able to bear her doing this.

"What the hell, our grandma is so stingy anyway, she won't be able to take her with her if the family is separated. Usually it's the second sister who feeds you the chicken, so why can't she eat it?"

Bao Zhu pouted and said confidently.

It's best to eat them all and see how long she can bear it.

"That's right, my little sister is right. You can't take it with you anyway. It's better to eat it in your stomach. There's no loss at all."

Jiang Xiaosan, who was playing with crickets on the side, raised his head and echoed.

The little girl is right, what you eat in your stomach is your own.

He has long been dissatisfied with his uncle's family. Why do they do all the work and eat ready-made food?

Looking at her three children, all she can think about is family separation. Isn't she, the mother, a little too useless?

Shaking his head helplessly, he lowered his head and embroidered a little more under the setting sun.

Seeing that Jiang Qiuniang didn't say anything, Jiang Mingzhu suddenly gained some confidence.

My mother didn't say anything, so she must be in agreement with my brother and sister.

Jiang Mingzhu suddenly felt that she was confident again, and she had the task of eating meat for her younger brothers and sisters on her shoulders.

She put on straw sandals, walked out of the door, and took a look into Mrs. Jiang's room.

Mrs. Jiang's room door was closed, she took a deep breath and walked to the chicken pen.

Jiang Baozhu and Jiang Dongsheng also got out of bed and ran outside, shouting: "Second sister, let's help you."

Three people blocked the door of the chicken pen. The chickens in the chicken pen held their heads high and clucked at the three Baozhus.

Bao Ya said in a milky voice: "Hey, dear, come to the nest bowl quickly. Nest wants meat."

Xu Shibaozhu's eyes were so intense that the most majestic rooster was so frightened that he rushed out of the chicken coop and wanted to escape.

But Baozhu grabbed a pair of wings with one hand, flapped them a few times, and howled a few times.

This alarmed Mrs. Jiang in the room. Mrs. Jiang finally opened the door and saw Baozhu grabbing the big rooster she had raised for three years with a proud smile on her little face.

"Hey, why did you come out? I plan to kill two more chickens tonight."

Qiong's nose wrinkled and she pointed to the few trembling hens left in the chicken coop: "I'll kill these hens tomorrow. Second sister, third brother, please boil water and pluck out their feathers."

Mrs. Jiang was holding on to the door, her legs shaking violently.

Looking at the male and female hands of Baozhu and Mingzhu, their temples and hearts hurt terribly.

"Put it down, let it go. Are you reincarnated as hungry ghosts?"

Baozhu pouted her little mouth and looked unhappy. She stuffed the rooster into Jiang Dongsheng's arms and ran towards Mrs. Jiang's room.

Mrs. Jiang stepped back repeatedly: "You, what are you going to do?"

"What else can I do? Of course, get tonight's rations."

Mrs. Jiang stretched out her hand to stop her, but Little Baozhu got in from beside her. His eyes swept around her room and immediately aimed at the big bag of white rice in the room.

She went up and pulled out a big bag of white rice that was taller than her.

Mrs. Jiang is so old that she can't hold her back even if she wants to.

"Milk, you have to be good. If you don't eat enough, I will be very angry. When I am angry, I will want to hit someone."

She happily moved the big white rice to Jiang Qiu's house.

Jiang Qiuniang, who was sitting at the door, looked at the small man, carrying a large bag of white rice without any effort, and entered the house.

She didn't dare to look directly at Mrs. Jiang's fire-breathing eyes. Amitabha, she saw nothing and knew nothing.

As long as Baoya doesn't make her mother-in-law angry to death, she is determined to divide the family.
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