Group pet small peasant girls: Escape the famine with the space of merit

Chapter 151 What is Flesh?

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When the Mao family saw the food brought by the Luo family, their faces were very ugly. They came all the way, is this how the Wen family entertained them?
A bowl of rice soup that can barely see the bottom and a plate of pickled vegetables per person is not as good as their family's food!
Is this the condition of the Wen family?
Then what are they following all this way?
Wen Xingzu and Yuan Shi were also stunned.

Yuan Shi knew very well what her sister-in-law's temperament was. She immediately guessed that there must be something they didn't know, and she said to the Mao family with her expression unchanged: "We just finished eating at home. This is Ah Jing and her three sisters. Auntie’s side came evenly, and everyone will make do with it.”

Neither Wen Jing nor Mao Ersong felt disgusted. They knew that the two daughters were starving, so they picked up rice soup to feed one daughter, but they didn't see Mrs. Mao glaring at them angrily.

At this time, Mao Wang, the six-year-old son of the eldest son of the Mao family, cried after seeing the rice soup: "Grandma, you are lying. You said that the Wen family can eat delicious and spicy food. Why is it worse than our family? Instead of drinking rice soup, I want to eat meat..."

As soon as the child spoke, the faces of the Wen family and the Mao family changed.

Mrs. Mao gave Mao Wang a hard look, and then said with an apologetic smile to the Wen family: "In-laws, grandparents, in-laws, in-laws, children talk nonsense, don't be offended, don't be offended."

"I'm not talking nonsense!" Mao Wang cried even more fiercely: "It's Grandma who said that the uncles of Da Ya and Er Ya rode a big horse. Their family must have made a lot of money, and they said that they can eat meat for every meal... Well……"

Before Mao Wang finished speaking, his mother covered his mouth.

Mao's daughter-in-law laughed dryly and said, "This...the child wants to eat meat in his dreams. I...we coaxed the child, but I didn't expect him to take it seriously."

"Children are like this, it's okay, it's okay." Mrs. Wen didn't want the relationship between the two families to become stiff, so she smoothed things over with a smile, but before she finished speaking, she was gently pressed by Luo Shi, and she didn't say anything else. Say it.

Yuan Shi took the rice soup from her daughter and fed it to her little granddaughter herself: "Does Erya want to eat meat?"

Erya is not yet three years old, her eyes are already big, but due to malnutrition, her face is not as big as a palm, so her eyes look even bigger.

Erya is young and doesn't remember her grandmother. When Yuan asked her, she said timidly, "What is meat?"

As soon as Er Ya said this, Yuan's heart ached so much that tears almost fell down.

This kid doesn't even know what meat is?
But it's true, looking at her family's eldest and second daughter, and then at the two rosy-faced sons of the boss of the Mao family, what else does Yuan Shi not understand?
The old woman of the Mao family favored boys over girls, and her heart was so biased!

No wonder his third aunt only gave them rice soup. If you ask her, rice soup and pickles are a waste for these people!

Even though Yuan Shi was furious in her heart, she remained calm on the surface: "My dear, let your father earn money to buy meat for you and sister, okay?"

Erya nodded obediently.

The Mao family was disappointed when they saw that the Wen family's big house was not as spacious as the room, and that the tables and chairs were built by themselves.

Their disappointment was visible on their faces, and the Wen family could see it without being blind.

After they finished drinking the rice soup, Nuan Nuan said, "I'll take Da Ya Er Ya to take a bath."

The old lady Mao winked at her two grandsons, Mao Chang and Mao Wang, and the two little boys said loudly, "We're going to take a bath too."

Wen Nuan glanced at the old lady Mao expressionlessly: "You guys are boys, so it's not convenient for me to help you wash."

The old lady Mao saw that Nuan Nuan seemed to have seen her own thoughts, so she almost didn't expose her face to face. She could only look at Nuan Nuan in embarrassment, holding Er Ya in one hand, and leading her four-year-old Da Ya out with the other.

In the hall, Yuan Shi asked with a smile on his face, "Mother-in-law, what are your plans for the future?"

The old lady Mao gave her eldest son a wink, and Mao hurriedly said, "Auntie, we came here with Uncle Da Ya to see if there is anything you need to help here? On the way here just now, I saw that your village has a lot of land. , the crops are growing well, how much land does your family have?"

It was clear that the Mao family was coming to play the autumn wind, and the polite smile on Yuan's face was put away: "Our family's land is not enough to grow by ourselves, so why do we need help?"

Luo then said: "Grandma, Anping City will snow in winter, and it's about to enter August, if you have any plans, you should do so as soon as possible, otherwise you will not only starve to death in winter, but also freeze." dead person's."

There are more than a dozen members of the Mao family, do you really want to take the eldest brother and sister-in-law as a victim?

If they treat Jing'er mother and daughter well, it's nothing to them to help the Mao family, but this old Mao woman should never do such a crazy thing as selling Jing'er Come!
"In-laws, in-laws, I think your house is big enough, why don't you let us live in first?" The old lady Mao said cheekily.

She felt that the two families were relatives by marriage, and they had never blushed before. They all came here, and the Wen Xing family and the Yuan family would never drive them away.

Wen Xingzu also felt that the Mao family had come all the way, and he couldn't do such an inhuman thing of driving people away.

Just as the Wen Xing family was about to speak, they were robbed by the Luo family: "Grandma, you have also seen that our house is made of thatch, and it doesn't keep warm in winter. You are a big family, and our kang can't sleep like this." There are so many people, I can’t let you use the floor berth? If you get sick when you use the floor berth, whose fault is it?”

The Mao family felt angry when they saw that Luo was trying to squeeze them with every sentence.

This is a matter for the big house, where is it her turn to talk to a woman from the third room of the Wen family?

Mr. Wen also felt that Luo's words were a bit harsh, so he couldn't help coughing lightly, stopping her from continuing: "Jing'er's family must be tired after driving such a long distance, let them rest for a while, other things Let's talk later."

After Mr. Wen spoke, Yuan Shi and Luo Shi didn't dare to say anything.

Mr. Wen asked Da Lang and the soft-tempered Wei Shi to stay and greet the Mao family, and called Yuan Shi and Luo Shi to Sanfang.

"What's the matter with you?" Mr. Wen frowned and questioned his two daughters-in-law as soon as he sat down.

He also knew that these two daughters-in-law were not the kind of vexatious women, but he just didn't understand why they had that attitude towards the Mao family?

"Father, the Mao family is too bullying!" Yuan choked with distress and said, "You have also seen how thin Jing'er and the two children have become, but the two grandchildren of the Mao family have eaten for nothing... ..."

Old Madam Wen's heart was also pumping: "Erya is almost three years old, and she still doesn't know what meat is, so it shows what kind of life she lived in Mao's house!"

The old man was silent for a while, and said: "This is the Mao family's business, we can't stretch our hands that far."

In Xilin Country, the Mao family was not the only one who favored sons over daughters. They had no position to criticize Grandma Jing'er.

Luo Shi glanced at Yuan Shi: "Father, there is one more thing."

"You said."

(End of this chapter)