Yoshida Mii

Chapter 9 Instigation
Dong Bao was in a trance, and the cauldron had been turned on for the third time. Mrs. Li brought a large iron basin to the stove, first used chopsticks to scoop up a large amount of noodles into the ladle, and then scooped them into the basin. The steaming heat of the noodles Li Shi's face was blurred.

"Bao'er." In the steaming mist, Li Shi suddenly spoke, and said in a low voice, "Don't mess with your second aunt later, the elders don't have the right to talk to you."

Seeing Li's almost begging look, Dong Bao bit his lip, it's not enough to be patient like Li, is the second room a reasonable and humane person?Dong Bao said softly: "Mother, Second Aunt is bullying us! If I don't say anything, she will bully us even harder."

"You...why don't you understand?" Li said with a trembling voice. Although Dong Bao is a girl, she is also her only flesh and blood. She is in pain like a heart. There are many things she doesn't want to say to Dong Bao. , the facts are too cruel for a ten-year-old child, but Dong Bao became so angry when he went to the city. Tell her clearly what to do in the future!

Dong Bao looked up at Li Shi in surprise, "What do I not understand?"

Mrs. Li wiped her eyes and said in a low voice: "Bao'er, I know you love your mother, but think about it, you didn't make any money when you came back, and you still have to eat at home. Would your second uncle and aunt be willing? You If you choke on them again, won't the life of our mothers be more difficult?" Sure enough, Lu's family would be annoyed, and Song Yu would be urged to sell Dongbao.

Dong Bao glanced at Li's miserable face, she thought that she was too weak a mother, was she bullied by Huang's and Lu's like this?No, it should be influenced by my dead father.In the eyes of Song Xiucai, the son is the one who inherits the Song family's business, and the eldest son Ermao of the second child's family is the heir of the Song family. She, Song Dongbao, is not a descendant of the Song family at all.So when Song Xiucai died, the big house was cut off, and Li, who had no son and had been in a state of inferiority and cowardice for a long time, subconsciously thought that he and Dongbao were eating for nothing from the Song family, and it depended on having a son. The face of the second room of the Song family was eating.

"You and I both have hands and feet. You do more work in our house than anyone else. Why do I depend on my second uncle and aunt's face when I eat at home?" Dong Bao asked softly. With a face of approval, Dong Bao spoke again, blocking Li's words, "My father is dead, but am I not my father's only child? Am I not from the Song family? If my father is dead, my daughter can't eat it." The food at home, those daughters who have no father like me, have to go out to beg for food? I am my father's only child, and my father has no son, so I represent my father, and no one has any reason to cut my food Mother, you think I'm eating at home for nothing, how can my second uncle and aunt be polite to me? Mother, you are the only one left in the family who can protect me. me?"

Li was stunned in shock, and the big iron ladle in her hand fell into the pot with a bang, floating on the thick noodle soup. No one had ever told her about this.She has been married into the Song family for more than ten years, but she has not given birth to a son. She has been unable to hold her head up, and she feels that she has no face.When her husband died, she felt that the sky was falling even more. It was she who caused her husband to die without a son, not even a person who could help his spirit. For this reason, no matter how viciously her mother-in-law abused her, she could bear it. The bitter tears of my heart are also swallowed secretly.

But what Dong Bao said today seemed to have woken her up, and it seemed that a little light flashed in her chaotic mind. The scholar was gone, and Dong Bao represented the scholar. After a lot of work, why does Dongbao depend on the second room's expression when eating as a child?When the scholar is here, what good thing is not to keep an eye on the two boys in the second room?If she is not tough as a mother, who would think highly of Dongbao?

"Boss daughter-in-law, what's the matter? Why are you dawdling!" Mrs. Huang's angry roar came from the main room. Mrs. Li was brought back to her senses by Mrs. Huang's sharp voice, and hurriedly brought a large pot of noodle soup to the restaurant. Walk in the main room.

Dong Bao moved a stone next to the stove and blocked it in the hearth. After a while, the fire in the hearth would be gradually extinguished to prevent the fire from continuing to burn and dry the bottom of the pot.After finishing this, Dong Bao picked up the pile of washed dishes and chopsticks on the chopping board, and followed Mrs. Li into the main room.

It seems that her mother in this life is not a completely cowardly person, at least Li Shi obviously listened to what she said just now, but she doesn't expect Li Shi to change from a low self-esteem and cowardly woman in an instant. It will take a long time to become a fierce and strong woman, and she still needs to depend on Li Shi for life, so take it slowly.

Seeing his daughter-in-law coming in with a big iron basin, Huang's complexion improved a little, and he still hummed: "You have to be urged, you can't see the whole family waiting here to eat!" Don't worry about Li Shi and Dongbao stealing food in the kitchen. Although her eldest daughter-in-law can't give birth to a boy and her eldest son dies, she is quite honest and never dares to steal food behind her back.

Dong Bao acted as if she didn't hear grandma's scolding. Anyway, if Huang Shi didn't scold her, she would feel uncomfortable. To Huang, venting her anger was as important as eating and breathing. As long as Li Shi felt uncomfortable, she would feel at ease. All in all, Dongbao thinks grandma is just an unreasonable old lady and a bit psychotic.For this kind of old lady, you can either bear it or get out, don't expect to be able to exchange ideas with her.

While cooking, the Erfang family who hid in the west wing came out, sat at the dining table in the main room and waited for dinner, and the big Mao Ermao, who had been playing wildly outside for a long time, also came back.There was already a bowl of miso on the dining table, as well as onions and garlic sprouts that Mrs. Li had chopped in advance, and I kept them to eat with noodles.

Mrs. Li made the rice, but Mrs. Huang made the rice.It's not that Huang is sympathetic to his daughter-in-law's hard work in cooking and has to share some of the work, but that she can distribute everyone's meal by serving food.Mrs. Huang first scooped up two big bowls of noodles for her second son and Lao Songtou, and then added a spoonful of soup with cabbage when the noodles piled up in the bowl. There were more noodles than soup.Although the bowl for Da Mao and Er Mao was small, the noodles in it were real, even for herself and Second Aunt Song.

When it was the turn of Song Zhaodi and Dongbao Li, Huang scooped up a scoop with an iron ladle and poured it into a bowl.After scooping up noodles for so many people in front, the rest is obviously more soup than noodles.

Dong Bao didn't care about this, and sat down to eat after receiving the bowl. She hasn't eaten since last night, and she's so hungry that her chest is sticking to her back.To be honest, Mrs. Li's skill in rolling noodles is good, but the skill of making noodles is not so good. In the final analysis, the conditions of the Song family are not good. There is not even a star of oil in the noodle soup. The noodles are made of coarse grains, and the cabbage is also boiled. , where can it be delicious?

She remembered the dried noodles she made when she came home from work in her previous life. First she boiled cabbage in a pot, then added eggs and dried noodles. The dried noodles pressed by the machine were obviously not as delicious as hand-rolled noodles, but as long as the heat was well controlled, the whole The smell of eggs and hot pot is wafting in the hut, and the noodle soup is nutritious and delicious.Of course, she didn't dare to say in front of Mrs. Huang that she would eat hot pot noodles. The hot pot needs oil and eggs.

"Why are these thin noodles again? I don't want to eat it!" Da Mao said in a vicious voice, and threw the chopsticks in his hand on the table. Seeing that his brother took the lead, Er Mao immediately followed suit and threw the chopsticks as well. , dragging his nose and shouting: "I want to eat white flour buns, I want to eat meat!"

The second aunt quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks, and cursed: "How can there be steamed buns with white noodles for you to eat? If you don't eat, you will be hungry!"

Dong Bao bowed her head and said nothing. When her talented father was still there, she would go to the town to receive twenty catties of fine noodles every month. The Song family cooked two kinds of rice. The buns steamed with fine noodles were eaten by Da Mao and Er Mao. Yes, these two boys have eaten their mouths, and now they have eaten coarse grains for a month, and they can't take it anymore, and they started to make a fuss.

Ermao cried, "You are lying, you used to eat white flour buns!"

"Yo! I still remember the past!" The second aunt smacked her lips, and looked at Li Shi and Dong Bao who were eating with their heads down, "Your uncle is gone, so we don't have white flour buns for you to eat. There will be no more in the future, just eat this, and in a few days, people who want debts will come to the door, I am afraid that they will not even be able to eat thin noodles!"

Ermao was still young, so he was a little silly at first, and didn't quite understand what Lu Shi said, but Da Mao was about the same age as Dongbao, so he immediately understood what Lu meant, pointed at Dongbao and shouted: "Take her Sell ​​it, pay off the debt, and give me the rest of the money in exchange for white flour buns!"

As soon as the words were full of childish voices, the dining table was immediately silent. Li's body trembled, and she didn't even know that the chopsticks fell from her hands. She was desperate, and the second child's family still wanted to sell Dongbao The idea of ​​paying off debts.

Second Aunt Song and Second Uncle Song looked at each other, and laughed calmly. It was inappropriate for the two of them to say this, but Da Mao said it didn't matter. Mrs. Huang loves her eldest grandson the most. Besides, children speak without restraint. , What are you afraid of.

Dong Bao unhurriedly bent down and picked up the chopsticks that Li Shi dropped under the table, wiped them clean with the linen cloth covering the miso bowl on the table, put them on Li Shi's bowl, and said with a smile: "Mother, chopsticks Falling to the ground is a good thing, it means that someone wants to invite you as a guest!"

When Da Mao saw that Dong Bao ignored her, he immediately became annoyed, and yelled at Dong Bao with a stern look on his face, "I said I'll sell you and pay back the debt your father owed!" Parents plotted, and learned a lot of fallacies. His talented uncle owed a debt for the funeral, so it was up to the aunt and Dongbao to pay it back. Why should they be asked to take care of the second wife?It wasn't his father who died!The uncle is dead, and he has no son. He is the eldest grandson of the Song family, and all the property of the Song family belongs to him!

"Who told you that if I sold it, I would be able to repay the debt, and I could exchange white flour buns for you?" Dong Bao asked.

(End of this chapter)