Lie down and eat melon in the protagonist group

Chapter 2

The day of starvation is dark again.

The sixth brother Ling Cen asked the third sister Ling Jing: "The second brother didn't go out with you, why didn't he come all the way back? Could it be that like the eldest sister, he went to someone else's house to be a son-in-law?"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Jing's eyes widened, and soon her face turned red. In another moment, her naturally charming eyes turned into angry glares.

Ling Dang moved his hand for Ling Jing and slapped his sixth brother Ling Cen on the back of the head.

"You are not a big man. If you don't know how to speak, just shut up."

Ling Cen held his head, turned around with a flat mouth, and rolled into the bed.

Ling Jing didn't say anything, but her eyes were red and she sat restlessly at the door, clutching the embroidery needle but not moving a stitch.

Seeing this, Ling Dang sighed inwardly.

Really unable to sleep, I turned over and met the big black eyes of my fifth brother Ling Huai.

She finally felt how frightened her eldest sister Ling Qiong was the day she first arrived.

The fifth brother, Ling Huai, moved his lips slightly and told her: "Not long ago, a matchmaker came to my door and said that the third son of the Ning family in the town was seriously ill. She asked a Taoist priest to perform a ritual to find someone with the same horoscope to marry her. The matchmaker came to my house several times to help her De Niang nodded and waited for the appointment. Before the matchmaker left, she mentioned the third sister casually. "

Ling Dang was surprised.

"In Zheng Ji's blacksmith shop in the town, Blacksmith Zheng got a thousand pieces of gold. When he saw his second brother, he praised him every time and treated him like his own son. The Miss Zheng family threw a purse to the second brother a few days ago, and the purse is still on him."

The fifth brother, Ling Huai, rarely talks much except studying. It is rare to hear him say so much in one go today.

He spoke softly, in a low voice, neither quickly nor slowly, but it was like pouring a basin of cold water on the bed in the cold wind.

Lingdang didn't know about these things, and she didn't care about them. She subconsciously felt that the plot of the male and female protagonists in the book hadn't started yet, so it didn't matter what happened. Even if the male and female protagonists wake up in the future, their glory will have nothing to do with her.

In order to meet her food and clothing needs, she was busy trying to get things done, and she was so preoccupied with it that she had no intention of paying attention to anything else.

The third sister, Ling Jing, was virtuous and knew how to take care of children, but most of the time she was busy doing embroidery to earn a living, and she had a baby girl dragging her around. As a result, some of the children among them were as independent as sheep.

She won't say it herself, anyway, the adult's core can be self-reliant no matter what.

But what about the fifth and sixth brothers?
Ling Dang looked at his fifth brother Ling Huai.

Fifth brother Ling Huai looked at her quietly.

In fact, Mrs. Li is full of knowledge and is no ordinary peasant woman.

Ling Dang was still a baby when he first came here, but he clearly remembers that there was a room full of books at home. After moving, he buried most of them, sold some, and took some away.

After that, I moved many times, and my family was completely empty. I almost didn’t have any books left that I brought with me to make a living.

No matter how hard life is, Mrs. Li will always find time to enlighten her children.

The fifth younger brother, Ling Huai, loves reading.

Ever since I could walk, I would go to a private school in the village to take classes with a small wooden block in my arms.

There are many children in the Ling family. Although they all wear linen clothes and patches, they are all born in a decent manner. Take fifth brother Ling Huai for example. No matter how thin he is, he still has red lips and white teeth. He is also quiet and polite, and is extremely lovable.

Nowadays, Master Zeng in the private school in the village is a scholar. He has lost his wife and has no children. He is interested in Mr. Li, loves his house and crows, and allows his fifth brother Ling Huai to attend.

Later, he had his sixth brother Ling Cen, who was three years younger than him. Ling Cen loved insects, birds, flowers, and grass, and loved to read medical scriptures. In order to facilitate his literacy, his sixth brother Ling Cen often took classes with his fifth brother Ling Huai.

The sixth brother, Ling Cen, is talkative and noisy, but he understands the rules and listens to the class quietly. When the private school is over, he often runs to the town because it is close to the town.

The fifth brother, Ling Huai, doesn't like making noise, but he is an older brother and will follow suit.

Therefore, although the two were young, they knew a lot, and they heard a lot of gossip when walking in the streets.

"Fourth sister, I will follow you and I will listen to you."

The fifth brother Ling Huai's words were soft, but they were like heavy drums beating on Ling Dang's heart.

She was a little sad.

Ling Dang smiled and pinched his face and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't think nonsense. The eldest sister will not go to the wedding, the third sister will not marry so early when she is only thirteen, and the second brother will not become a son-in-law."

The eldest sister Ling Qiong and the second brother Ling Feng stayed away all night.

Ling Dang was woken up by his seventh brother's cry.

She turned over to hold her seventh brother to urinate, and saw the third sister Ling Jing at the door leaning against the door panel, with a bump on her forehead.

"Third sister, are you okay?"

Ling Dang shouted, but he couldn't spare his time to look at Ling Jing, so he hurriedly dressed his seventh brother.

I could vaguely hear Ling Jing's hissing sound.

Turning her head to look, Ling Jing stared at the blood beads coming out of her index finger.

It is common to get pricked while doing embroidery. Today, I was pricked early in the morning, so I was afraid I was in a daze.

"Third Sister?" Lingdang called her again.

Ling Jing turned her face sideways.

"You go to bed and lie down for a while. I'll feed seventh brother." Ling Dang carried seventh brother to the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, the pot was cold and the stove was cold, and Ling Dang was also confused.

In the past, Ling Jing had already warmed up the seventh brother's food and milk.

"Look at me, I overslept."

Ling Jing opened the curtain with a smile and came in. She lowered her head slightly, stared at Ling Dang, and called softly: "Fourth sister, A Dang?"

"Uh-huh?"

Ling Dang blinked and looked at Ling Jing's eyes again. The clear water was the morning light reflected in her eyes by the sun.

Not tears.

I read it wrong.

"Seventh brother..."

When Ling Dang saw that his third sister Ling Jing was looking at his seventh brother without blinking, he also took a closer look at his seventh brother's face. As soon as he saw it, he wanted to laugh and actually cried like a cat with a painted face.

Ling Jing stretched out her hand and said cautiously, "I'll give you a hug..."

"Okay."

Ling Dang quickly handed the crying bun in his arms to Ling Jing.

Ling Jing poked her seventh brother in the face, smiled and said to Ling Dang, "Why does he cry so much?"

Ling Dang went to light the fire: "He is like this when he is hungry. Once he is full, he ignores people."

Ling Jing reluctantly put her seventh brother in Ling Dang's arms, opened the rice vat, and found only a handful spread at the bottom of the vat.

She was stunned for a moment, pursed her lips, glanced at the kitchen cabinet again, opened it and saw some vegetables inside.

Ling Dang watched her pick up the vegetables, glanced at her, and looked away, thinking that she, the third sister, was always lecturing people, so she should take the pictures without missing a beat.

Ling Jing cut the melon: "A Dang is eight years old this year, right?"

Lingdang nodded.

Ling Jing smiled, her expression becoming happy: "Sister, today..."

Ling Dang interrupted her and said seriously: "Third sister, don't worry about what Acen said yesterday. Eldest sister and second brother will not leave us alone."

Ling Jing was stunned for a moment, smiled and nodded: "Well, I know, we will always be a family. So, Ah Dang, if you have anything to say to us in the future, you don't have to keep it in your heart. Because some words have been hidden for a long time, It’s going to be a dead end.”

Lingdang was confused: "?" Huh? No, what does this mean? Is she the kind of person who keeps things to herself until she becomes depressed and doesn't say anything?

"Third sister, are you sure you said this to me?"

You should tell your fifth brother Ling Huai.

Ling Jing nodded.

Lingdang lowered his head with a dry laugh and stuffed firewood into the stove.

As soon as breakfast was served on the table, second brother Ling Feng appeared at the door.

He also carried a large bundle of hares in his hand.

Ling Dang's eyes suddenly lit up and he swallowed unconsciously.

Meat! !

The sixth brother, Ling Cen, was so excited that he grabbed his chopsticks and ran out.

He gathered around his second brother Ling Feng and cheered: "There is meat to eat!"

Lingdang also laughed.

Ling Jing stood at the door with red eyes: "Second brother."

Ling Huai sat upright at the table, glanced at the bow on the back of his second brother Ling Feng, saw his sixth brother Ling Cen dancing with joy, then looked at the mournful third sister Ling Jing, and finally looked at him with a smile on his face. Lingdang.

After sitting around the table, the second brother Ling Feng scanned the room: "Eldest sister hasn't come back yet?"

Ling Cen drank the porridge: "No."

Ling Dang said: "Don't worry, big sister will come back."

Ling Jing smiled and nodded, saying fondly: "A Dang is right."

Ling Dang trembled with goosebumps. Her third sister was not feeling right today. Her eyes were sticky and her tone of voice was also waxy.

Although he is usually gentle, he is not as tired as today.

And the fifth brother, Ling Huai, actually took the initiative to share the porridge in the bowl with Ling Cen today.

Suddenly remembering what he said last night, Ling Dang sighed. Ling Huai was trying to be cute and was afraid of leaving him behind.

Ling Dang took the bowl of his fifth brother Ling Huai and gave him the porridge in his own bowl.

"Don't worry about him. As soon as Acen woke up, he ran to the kitchen and drank a bowl to satisfy his stomach." Ling Dang rubbed his head and said, "Eat."

Ling Huai looked at the bowl without moving.

Ling Dang urged him: "Eat quickly, it's getting cold quickly."

Ling Cen shouted: "Fourth sister, you are partial."

Ling Jing gave the porridge to Ling Cen: "Eat quickly, I won't make more if it's not enough."

Ling Cen held the bowl without moving, and said in a low voice, "Is there any rice at home?"

Ling Feng said angrily: "If you have meat, take care of it!"

There was a lot of fun in the house.

Ling Qiong came back at noon, when the family was busy killing rabbits.

"Children, I'm back—I'm going!"

She pushed open the courtyard door and saw several people squatting on the ground with bloody hands.

What kind of murder scene was this sneaked into!

The eldest sister Ling Qiong came back not only with silver, but also with rice.

"Sister, where did you pick up so much money?" Ling Cen was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

Ling Qiong twitched her lips: "Call me big sister! Also, I earned this."

Ling Dang looked at the full rice vat and lamented that she was worthy of being the heroine of a farming novel. Making money was like picking up money.

It's rare to have a full meal at noon, and the third sister Ling Jing's cooking is good.

As expected, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a living without rice. For those who have food and vegetables, their living standards have skyrocketed.

Since Mrs. Li left, it has been rare for the family to stay in the yard as leisurely as today.

Ling Feng was boxing in the yard, Ling Huai taught Ling Cen to practice calligraphy on the ground, and Ling Jing held an embroidery needle and threaded it.

Ling Qiong glanced at Ling Dang who was lying outside the chicken pen, holding his seventh brother and looking at the wild rabbit.

He suppressed a slight cough and indeed attracted everyone's attention.

"Aren't you all curious how I make money?"

Ling Qiong was worried that they would interrogate her, so she prepared a draft on the way home in preparation for the incident.

As a result, except for the sixth brother Ling Cen who had just returned and mentioned it without restraint, everyone else was extremely calm and accepted it as a matter of course.

She is not the real owner, she doesn't even have the memory, for fear that they will doubt her. Although they are half-grown children, there is nothing to be afraid of, but after all, it is a strange thing to take away the body and be reborn. She has a guilty conscience and is always worried about being exposed and causing a series of unnecessary troubles.

Ling Feng closed his fist and stood still, "Sister has always been smart."

Ling Qiong: "..." She really didn't want to ask for praise.

Ling Cen raised his head for no apparent reason and agreed: "That's right."

Without raising his head, Ling Huai pointed out what Ling Cen had not written well.

Ling Jing: "Sister, next time you go to town, please help me buy some pieces of cloth. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I will make some new clothes."

Ling Dang pretended not to hear, held his seventh brother's hand, and told him that it was a gray rabbit.

Ling Qiong: "..."

Needless to say, the mentality of this family is really good.

Ling Feng also coughed, breaking the silence.

Everyone looked at him unanimously.

"Yesterday, I, I became a master with great martial arts skills."

Ling Cen: "Master?"

Ling Feng: "Master is traveling all over the world and needs a place to stay. I'm thinking of asking Master to stay at our house and learn more kung fu from him before he leaves."

Ling Qiong was confused: "Do we still have extra rooms in our house?"

"..."

There are three rooms in total, one for boys and one for girls. Li's room was originally empty, but in recent days, several children from the family and Ling Dang squeezed in.

There really aren't any spare rooms for people.

Ling Dang: "Does your master dislike you?"

Ling Feng: "?"

Ling Dang: "If you don't mind me, let's live in the same room with you. If you don't, then just live together to enhance the friendship between master and disciple."

(End of this chapter)