Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 289
All the washed dishes were brought into the kitchen, and after filling the big iron pot with water, Meng Kejun threw the skeletons that Dong Qingfeng had sorted and chopped into the pot.

While Meng Kejun was busy at the stove, Dong Cuilan was sitting in front of the stove and was busy making a fire. The weather was still a bit hot, and at the beginning it was necessary to boil the water with a big fire to make bone soup. After a while, Dong Cuilan's body was already drenched.

Meng Kejun glanced at Dong Cuilan. Under her rolled up sleeves, there was an arm thinner than the firewood she was holding with tongs.

These days, because Dong Cuilan feels ashamed of Meng Kejun and Dong Qingfeng in her heart, she hardly dares to take a breath in front of them. She usually sees her buried in her work, and when the housework is done, she carries a hoe to the backyard. , or to concentrate on helping Dong Qingfeng take care of the vegetable garden, in short, he is not free all day long.

The water in the pot boiled, and after Meng Kejun skimmed off the blood floating on the water with a spoon, he took a large pot lid and covered the big iron pot.

Then she called out to Dong Cuilan, who was sitting in front of the stove holding firewood with tongs, "Elder Sister!"

Dong Cuilan, who had been concentrating on looking down at the fire at the bottom of the stove, didn't pay attention to Meng Kejun's shouts at all.

It had been a long time since he had spoken like this, and Meng Kejun couldn't get used to it all of a sudden. The voice he shouted was not loud, so it's no wonder Dong Cuilan couldn't hear it.

"Eldest sister!" This time, after Meng Kejun cleared his throat, he specially increased his voice.

Dong Cuilan, who only heard it at this time, visibly shook the tongs in her hand, and all the firewood caught on it fell off.

She raised her head slowly, and looked at Meng Kejun in disbelief with her flushed face reflected by the fire in the stove.

"You... are you calling me me?"

Dong Cuilan couldn't believe it. She looked behind her and was sure that there was no one else in the kitchen except her and Meng Kejun, but she still couldn't believe it, thinking that she had heard wrong.

"I'm calling you! Otherwise, besides us, is there anyone else here?" Meng Kejun smiled and nodded at Dong Cuilan.

"Then... what are you calling me..."

"Big sister!" Dong Cuilan's reaction made Meng Kejun laugh, she didn't know that Dong Cuilan's reaction would be so big.

"Are you calling me big sister?" Dong Cuilan pointed to her nose. She forgot that she was still holding the tongs in her hand, and almost poked the red-hot tongs directly on her face, but she reacted halfway. Come here and put the poker back in your hand.

Dong Cuilan excitedly stood up from the small bench, threw the tongs on the ground, and ran towards Meng Kejun.

She finally waited for this familiar title to come out of Meng Kejun's mouth again.

But her heart suddenly became mixed. As soon as she entered the house, she pulled herself affectionately and called her elder sister. It was her two slaps that gave her heart a chill.

But she ignored the past, when she and Baoquan stayed here, she even invited a famous doctor to treat Baoquan's leg. Although Baoquan hadn't fully recovered, his leg had gradually started to feel.

More importantly, Baoquan's spirit has improved a lot, and his will is no longer decadent, especially after Meng Kejun helped him get some Baoquan's special work in Cuiwei Tower, he is busy every day, and he is with good people. Same.

Thinking of these, and thinking of the few slaps she slapped her, Dong Cuilan's nose became sour, and tears rolled out of her eyes.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

Meng Kejun quickly reached out to wipe Dong Cuilan's tears, and called her eldest sister, not to see her cry.

"But Jun. Big sister, I'm sorry! Big sister treated you like that before, I'm too inhuman!"

The more Dong Cuilan thought about it, the more guilty she felt, and the more guilty she was, the more urgently she shed tears.

"I'm not human! I'm not human!"

While talking, Dong Cuilan slapped herself fiercely with her hands. These slaps were returned by her to Meng Kejun.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Meng Kejun quickly grabbed Dong Cuilan's hand to stop her from hurting herself.

"Sister, how long has it been since those things happened? If I was careful, wouldn't I have driven you away a long time ago? Why did I keep you until now?"

Meng Kejun hurried out of the kitchen, brought in the handkerchief on the clothes rail, and wiped away Dong Cuilan's tears.

"The more you don't care and don't care about it, the more sad and guilty I feel, and I feel sorry for you!"

Dong Cuilan knew that Meng Kejun didn't care, otherwise she wouldn't rush to do all the work at home because of guilt, and dared not even say anything in front of her and Dong Qingfeng.

"Sister, we are a family. Let's forget about the past. We will live a good life as a family and we will get through any difficulties."

Meng Kejun quickly patted Dong Cuilan's back to comfort her. As soon as Meng Kejun put his hand on Dong Cuilan's back, he was startled by the spine that could be clearly felt in his hand. It has been so long since she came back, and she is still so thin.

Looking at the wet clothes on her body again, the clothes were so whitish and faded that she couldn't even look at them. Thinking of the cloth Wang Zhujun sent a few days ago, Meng Kejun hurriedly dragged Dong Cuilan out of the kitchen and into her room.

"Elder sister, you took these two pieces of cloth and tore them to make two new clothes. You can't even look at the clothes on your body."

After speaking, he directly stuffed the two bolts of colorful satin into Dong Cuilan's hands.

"And this, I picked it up at the Colorful Square yesterday, you can take it and make two bodies for your brother-in-law."

Meng Kejun stuffed the unopened cloth into Dong Cuilan's hand.

"No! No! Such a fine satin, you use it to make clothes for me, it is really a waste, you keep it for yourself, and this, you make it for Qingfeng."

As soon as Dong Cuilan touched the satin, she knew it was good satin. Dong Cuilan waved her hands repeatedly, and wanted to return the satin and cloth to Meng Kejun.

"Sister, just take it! I have new clothes, which are also made of this material. I am alone. How can I wear so many clothes? There are also Qingfeng, father and mother's clothes, which are made of the same material as mine. That’s right, everyone has it, no need to push around.”

When she went to the Colorful Square to pull cloth yesterday, the owner of the Colorful Square didn’t want her money. It was thanks to Mr. Meng Ke that his business got off the ground. Thumbs up.

In the end, not only did she not ask for Meng Kejun's money, but she even told Meng Kejun that in the future, as long as she wanted cloth, she could just go to the Colorful Square to get it, and she would take as much as she wanted, and there would never be a single complaint.

In the end, she couldn't resist the kindness of the owner of the colorful workshop, so she gave each family member the material to make two sets of clothes.

"I heard from my mother that your clothes-making skills are comparable to Qiaohui's. From now on, you will make all the clothes for the family members. I can't do it. I'm clumsy, and I get sleepy when I hold a needle and thread."

"Success! Success! I have done everything, anyway, I am free at home now."

Dong Cuilan nodded repeatedly, Meng Kejun had already arranged everything, what else could she say, she was only touched now.

(End of this chapter)