Reborn Farmhouse: Planting Fields, Flirting with People

Chapter 13

When Li Mingyue came back to her senses, the porridge in the pot was clear again.

Only a few grains of millet can be vaguely seen, which is more or less like rice soup.

Li Mingyue opened her mouth, wanting to complain a few words, but felt that it was boring, anyway, it was useless to say it.

In the end nothing was said.

Seeing her aggrieved look, Li Minglan couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, the little mouth is so pouty that it can hang on the oil bottle.

Isn’t it still in the pot? It’s all boiled in the same pot, and ours is not much worse than theirs.

You go to the cupboard and bring me a small basin, I quickly scooped up the porridge, let's go back to the house to eat. "

Li Mingyue hummed and agreed, and listlessly went to get the basin.

Thinking angrily in my heart, it is obvious that my family has been bullied and oppressed for a long time in this family, no matter how big or small, everyone who has been tortured loses their temper.

It can't go on like this, this sister just got a little angry.

Didn't you say that you won't be bullied anymore? How long has it been since the steamed stuffed bun attribute came back.

We must continue to work hard to save their three views and lives.

She pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Sister, is it the same when it's uncle's turn to cook? Who cooks and who scoops up the food last?"

Li Minglan had never thought about this question before, when she heard her ask, she stopped what she was doing and thought about it carefully.

"It doesn't seem to be the case. Anyway, no matter who cooks, our breakfast is always scooped up last."

"Why?" Mingyue persuasively.

Li Minglan tried her best to think about it again and said: "When it's the uncle's turn to cook, our milk is the first to spoon, then the uncle and the third aunt, and then it's our family's turn."

Li Mingyue continued to ask, "Oh, then why didn't our family follow the example of my aunt? Our brothers and sisters are still young, and it's time to grow up, so we shouldn't eat something good."

"Hey, you didn't remember anything at that time, and I helped our mother make breakfast once.

Seeing that my grandma scooped up the porridge, I took the spatula to scoop up our family's.

When the third aunt saw it, she made a fuss, pointed at our mother's nose and scolded, cried and yelled that my mother stole food while cooking, and kept all the good ones for herself. No one looks like a sister-in-law or anything, anyway. It's hard to say.

Later, because of this matter, my mother was also scolded by the grandma.

Then, my mother was afraid that people would gossip, so she scooped it up last. "

Li Mingyue was speechless, as expected, she was a good person and was bullied by others. These are both her son and daughter-in-law. Why is Mrs. Li so biased? Could it be that her father, Li Shou, really picked her up.

"Then why doesn't the third aunt dare to scold the uncle?"

Li Minglan said without even thinking about it, "My aunt is the eldest, please respect her, and besides, the third aunt is a little scared of my aunt."

"Then our family is still the second bedroom, isn't our father the brother of the third uncle, why don't they respect our family?
Why is the third aunt not afraid of our mother?Why is grandma partial to them and not us? "

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Li Mingyue pressed her step by step, asking one sentence after another, Li Minglan was directly dumbfounded by the question.

These are issues that she has never dared to think about. Since she was a child, her parents taught her to respect her elders and not to disobey them.

But what my sister said is also true. Thinking about it carefully, in this family, father has the least status, and mother is the most bullied. Why should she be bullied?

Li Minglan was holding a spatula, standing on the stove in a daze.

Outside the kitchen, Mrs. Liu was also leaning against the wall with her palm in her hands and fell into deep thought again.

Li Mingyue's words undoubtedly had a huge impact on her.

Is this life really going on like this?What are you living for?
It's okay for me to suffer and suffer, but why my own children have to suffer the same pain, and they can't hold their heads up in this family.

(End of this chapter)