Traveling through life as a widow: six sons to support her in her old age

Chapter 13 Just Grab It



Chapter 13 Just Grab It

Looking at the lively and energetic Yuye, the village chief stared at him, "Malaihua, do you know that everyone has work to do?

You don't do your job every other day and you fail to teach your children well.

You are jealous of Zi'an's family who takes his child to pick herbs for money.

There are plenty of them in the back mountain, you can dig them up yourself. Besides, it’s not like no one has ever dug this thing up before, it’s just because it’s not valuable, otherwise it would have been dug up long ago.”

The scolding made Malay Flower dare not breathe. The village chief turned to Lan Qiyan and said, "Zi'an's family, this thing is really worthless. You might as well grow some vegetables instead of digging it up."

Lan Qiyan nodded. She would not turn her head away from others' kind reminders. "Don't worry, Village Chief. I'll go to the town and try after I handle it. If it doesn't work, I'll find another way."

Seeing that she would not turn back until she hit the wall, the village chief let her go and said, "Your sisters-in-law are very troublesome. In the future, you should have less contact with them. It is better to live your own life well.

The other people in the village are all nice, just take your time and come to me if you have any questions."

Lan Qiyan thanked him repeatedly, "Thank you, Village Chief."

The village chief smiled and left. What a good family! It would be great if Zi'an was still alive.

Lan Qiyan was a little puzzled as to why the village chief seemed so lost.

"Mom, my father saved his son before." Yu Ze came to her side at some point.

"When did this happen?"

"When we came back from outside, my father wrote a letter and asked me to give it to the village chief. He said that the village chief would help us register for household registration after reading it. But after we were registered, he treated us as usual."

"Have you read the contents of the letter?"

Yuze shook his head, "No, I can understand that. The village chief must have done what my father asked."

Lan Qiyan shook her head. She didn't have the heart to think about these questions. She wanted to go home quickly to wash the Ophiopogon japonicus, clean it, and dry it in the sun so that she could exchange it for rice.

Nothing was more important than filling her stomach. She bent down to pick up the backpack and kicked the person lying beside her. "It's done. Get up and call it a day."

Yu Xiu acted as if nothing had happened. He jumped up, brushed off the dust on his body, and walked behind Lan Qiyan.

Everyone: This family has really great acting skills.

Malayhua looked at her son, who was running away in fear because of the bugs, and then looked at Lan Qiyan and her son, her eyes seemed to be filled with poison. She was so angry that her teeth itched.

Yulin turned around and gave her a sinister look, and Malayhua lowered her head instantly.

Why is the look in this little bastard's eyes so creepy? I must find a chance to teach him a lesson.

When Lan Qiyan returned home, Yu Zhen ran over with a stool and said, "Mom, sit down and take a rest. I'll wash the dishes."

Lan Qiyan touched Yu Zhen's little face and said, "Good boy, thank you. Take out the pheasant eggs from the basket first and ask your elder brother to fry some green onions."

Yu Zhen was overjoyed, "Mom, you are amazing. You can even find pheasant eggs."

Yu Xiu curled his lips and said, "I don't know who was chased by a pheasant and got a head full of chicken feathers."

Lan Qiyan sat on a stool against the wall, closing his eyes and resting, "Yu Lao Er, don't force me to beat you up."

Yuze smiled and said, "Don't be angry, Lao Er, come in and help me light the fire and cook."

"Brother, I'm exhausted after a day of work and I just had a fight, and you're still asking me to work. You can't use a donkey like this."

"Don't talk nonsense. With your physique, why are you tired? Don't you get more excited the more you fight?

Come in quickly and light a fire, let the kids wash the Ophiopogon japonicus while mother takes a rest."

Yu Xiu pouted, hung his head, and followed reluctantly.

Old Mrs. Yu heard it clearly in the room. She knew her daughter-in-law was tired so she didn't call her. This kind of life is much better than before. It is always better to have a mother in a family.

While the four little ones were washing and drying the Ophiopogon japonicus, Yuze had also prepared dinner.

A pot of rice soup, with more rice than before and less than what Lan Qiyan requested.

Lan Qiyan chewed a basket of black-flour steamed bread and felt that it was only slightly better than stones.

There was a plate of fried eggs and a plate of stir-fried vegetables. Lan Qiyan didn't move his chopsticks to pick up the eggs, and they didn't dare to move.

She urged several times but no one took any. In desperation, she put down the steamed corn bread, turned her chopsticks upside down, picked up a plate of eggs, and distributed some to everyone, starting with Old Lady Yu, to ensure that everyone could have some.

Only she didn't do that. It's not because she is great. First, she doesn't like eggs, and second, she wants to lose weight.

Old Mrs. Yu and the children knew her temper, but they all thought that she was mistreating them just to let them eat more eggs.

His eyes were filled with emotion and his face was filled with sincerity, which made Lan Qiyan lower his head feeling guilty.

Alas, these days, no one believes the truth. She really doesn’t like eating eggs. Except for the fried eggs in snail noodles, she would eat a bite or two. She doesn’t eat boiled, steamed, fried or poached eggs.

This is all thanks to a kind-hearted person who donated a lot of eggs when I was in the welfare home.

It was summer, and the director’s mother was afraid that the eggs would go bad, so she boiled eggs in the morning, scrambled eggs at noon, steamed eggs at night, poached eggs today, omelets tomorrow, and egg cakes the day after tomorrow. Even dumplings were filled with egg fillings…

For three whole months, she had developed an inexplicable aversion to these high-protein eggs!

It was in this memory that she finished a steamed corn bread, drank a bowl of rice porridge, and ate a few vegetables.

She turned over the Ophiopogon japonicus again in the evening, and estimated that after drying it in the sun, she would be able to exchange it for rice in the morning.

She was tired after a day's work and had a dreamless night. When the rooster crowed, she heard the sound of sweeping the floor in the yard.

She struggled to get up, rubbed her eyes and saw that it was Yuze. She walked over and grabbed the broom, "Go back and take a nap. You are still growing up. There is no time when you can't sweep this floor."

"Mom, I'm used to it, and I can't sleep either."

Lan Qiyan was stunned for a moment, "Do you always get up at this time?"

"Yes, when I was with my father, I would get up early in the morning to study." Yuze regretted it after he said it. He wondered if his mother would think too much.

Lan Qiyan was indeed overthinking it. Since he had studied before, he could also study now. But why the hell was this book so expensive?

Enlightenment books like the Three Character Classic and Hundred Family Surnames all require ten catties of Polygonum multiflorum. One catty is 16 taels, so ten catties is 160 taels...

She asked, “What book would you read at this stage?”

Yuze waved his hand, "No, Mom, I don't need to study."

"Should we read some Book of Songs, Book of Rites, etc."

There was a trace of confusion on Yuze's face, obviously he had never heard of it.

Lan Qiyan was distracted again, "You continue sweeping the floor, I want to think about something."

She walked to the side, found a stool and sat down, then opened the inquiry box on Taobao Space. "Beep, what kind of books do teenage boys in this dynasty read?"

"Host, please watch the VCR."

When Lan Qiyan took a look, pictures of hundreds of books appeared in her mind. She chose a set of books similar to the Book of Rites and the Book of Songs, checked the exchange requirements, and then fainted.

Whose book would be exchanged for a ginseng? How shameless! What a broken system.

"Beep, you might as well just rob them."

"Host, don't be angry. You should know that studying was very expensive in ancient times, and the requirements have been lowered. There is no age requirement for ginseng."

Lan Qiyan twitched his lips, huh, robber!


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