31. Mingyuan's tears

"Akay, I'll stir-fry some for you when I get back, but I can't eat it all. I have to keep it for later. Mom pickles some first and eat it in a few days."

As long as there is something to eat, the children don't mind how much they will eat. Farmer's children know the truth that they have to live a long life.

When he got home, Mingcheng was already on fire. When he saw his brother taking the meat back, he hurried to the place.

Wang Xuan remembered what the captain announced, "Mom, at one o'clock in the afternoon, the team will remember the bittersweet meeting."

"Oh, I know."

The three children who couldn't help sat on the kang and smelled the fragrance of stir-frying vegetables. "It smelled so good." Mingyuan smelled the strong fragrance in the air with an intoxicated face.

When the food was ready, Wang Zhenhe also came back with a table, "Honey, how about our table ready?"

Take the brand-new dining table and show it to everyone. The painted wood is shiny and shiny, which makes people feel comfortable.

"Well, we finally have a dining table in our house. Let's use this at noon today."

With the new furniture, Zhang Lan is also in a particularly good mood. Every time she eats with a curtain, she is really not as good as a living.

Just as the family was about to eat, the door outside was pushed open. "Sister-in-law, I smelled the fragrance of your house from afar." Wang Zhenguo, who had never entered their house, appeared at this time.

"Zingguo, you are a rare guest. Come and sit down. Have you eaten yet?"

Wang Zhenguo stared at the meaty dishes on the table and couldn't help swallowing. "Not yet, sister-in-law, I just came to tell you that I'm going to the brigade for a meeting in the afternoon."

After saying that, the person didn't move the place, and his eyes almost fell into the dish.

Zhang Lan knows what's going on. Every time it's like this. When it comes to the meat, the old lady doesn't make meat that day. She asked her sister-in-law and uncle to go to the boss and the old two's house to eat. They won't eat a little until the next day, but most of them are Today, this happened again, "Chun Guo, let's eat here today."

Zhang Lan planned to find a pair of chopsticks, but she didn't expect Wang Zhenguo to be prepared. "Sister-in-law, I guessed that you don't have chopsticks in your house. I brought a pair of chopsticks myself."

Everyone was very clear, so Zhang Lan had to follow him. The family sat down to eat again. However, when several children ate a mouthful of cake, Wang Zhenguo's chopsticks had been quickly turned into the dish, and the meat was also eaten one bite after another. At noon, Zhang Lan did not stir-fry a few pieces of meat, and I had no choice but to take a look at my husband. The children also picked up vegetables silently, and they were used to their uncle's practice.

But Wang Qian can't see this. It's too bad. There is no politeness to eat at all. "Uncle, there is no meat on the plate. If you turn it like this, you won't be able to find meat next year."

Wang Zhenguo didn't expect his little niece to speak first and said with a smile, "You child, my uncle is distressed after eating a few pieces of your meat. When my uncle is rich tomorrow, I will buy him an elbow to eat."

He didn't turn over the meat. Wang Zhenguo hurried to eat the vegetables. At least it was also greasy and much more delicious than the one at home. When he was satisfied with it, he wiped his mouth and went back with his chopsticks. He didn't care about the plate that had been eaten up by him. The rest of the people

Originally, a meal full of anticipation was eaten silently.

"I hate my uncle and sister-in-law," Mingyuan said with tears in his eyes.

Zhang Lan hugged her son with some heartache, "Good boy, I'll fry the meat for you tomorrow."

Mingyuan shook his head vigorously, and tears finally came down. "Mom, we won't eat it. We have to keep it for later. Maybe my sister-in-law will come again tomorrow."

Zhang Lan understood the child's grievances that she couldn't get meat in the past, so she persuaded her later. Now that they have separated, the children still haven't eaten a bite of meat, which makes her feel so uncomfortable.

"Good son, your uncle hasn't grown up yet. It won't be like this when he grows up. Don't be like your uncle. What can Wang Zhenhe say? He can only comfort the child with these words, and comfort himself by the way.

"Dad, my uncle is also 20 years old this year, and I don't know which girl will marry him blindly in the future," he said angrily.

The children's accusation made him a father who didn't know what to say, because what the children said was not wrong, but his own brother came to eat a mouthful of rice. What do you think he can say as a brother?

"Well, the children can't be angry with them. Let the mother hold a few chicks, and we can also have eggs and chicken in the future." Zhang Lan comforted the youngest son in her arms.

"Mom, is it true? Our family can also raise chickens in the future. My sister and I will find food for the chickens every day."

Mingyuan, who recovered his mood, no longer cried, but the big eyes that had been cried made Wang Qian feel sad.

Just as the children's mood began to improve, there was a cry from the main courtyard. When they listened carefully, it was Wang Zhi's voice, "Mom, my sister-in-law is really stingy. Her family didn't make meat today. They ate pickles. I want to eat meat." The voice next door came word for Do you hear that? This is the gap in life."

It's hard to say that Zhang Lan is a sister-in-law, but if her husband insists on doing so, she doesn't mind offending their family. Even for the sake of the children, she has to fight.

"Zanhe, a piece of meat is nothing, but one day if your brother gets married and doesn't have a house, and he wants a house from you, what will you do? What should you do if your sister has no money to live? There should always be a bottom line. I don't know if you have it, but I do. These four children are my bottom line. Remember it."

Zhang Lan's words were knocked on Wang Zhenhe's heart. His daughter-in-law had never been like this before. Saying such a thing today made him feel inexplicable panic. He always felt that he had lost control of something, and he felt a little heartbroken.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm not without a bottom line. I don't care if they eat half of their bites, but I can't agree to too many requirements. After all, the conditions of our family are here. Can I meet their requirements regardless of the life and death of the family?

Wang Xuan asked, "Dad, if the conditions in our family are good, can you meet their requirements?

Wang Zhenhe was stopped by the child's words, "This..." He didn't answer for a long time.

"Dad, the tree has roots and the water has a source. Even if our conditions are good in the future, it is the hard work of our family. They have nothing to do with them. If they are hard-working people, we will help even if they can't eat, but if we want to make other ideas, I Forget it," Mingcheng said aside. Another kind of life with space. Those things in the Qing Dynasty. Calculation and rolling between rich families

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