In the past, Hong Huaqi didn't take these things seriously. Since he was the only son in the family, everything belonged to him in the end. As for his sister... the family was short of manpower. When there were two more people to eat, there were also two more people to do the work.
live.
But the key thing today is really heartbreaking.
Chu Yunli asked again: "Did you only eat one bowl of noodle soup? That bowl of grain is definitely not enough. How much should you cook?"
Hong Huaqi was thinking about something and didn't answer for a while.
Hong Hualan hadn't taken care of herself since the day she started working. She went to the city again and felt that her body was extremely sticky. She planned to go back to the house to find some clothes to wash up, but she didn't bother to do anything about it.
Chu Yunli didn't get a reply, so she asked: "Sister, is it enough to eat just one bowl of noodles?"
Hong Huaqi was brought back to his senses by this call, and he frowned and said, "Just go and get it. If you feel it's not enough, just have another bowl."
"This... I've cooked too much in a while, and my sister is going to lose her temper." Chu Yunli went to the room where the food was stored with a cautious look: "I'll just cook one bowl, and you can rest on your feet, and then eat with them later.
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Hong Huaqi: "..."
"I can't speak well, can I?"
Chu Yunli lowered his head: "I will be scolded if I do too much."
"Cook!" Hong Huaqi sneered: "Let's see who dares to criticize you."
Chu Yunli pretended to be cowardly: "Then can I make the noodles from the evening together? After kneading them for a while and steaming them, they will be more delicious and bigger."
"It's up to you." Hong Huaqi ran all day and night and was so tired that his whole body ached. The bed in the inn where he stayed last night was extremely hard and he didn't sleep well. He planned to go back and take a nap.
People today are too tired from work. If you can eat three bowls, you can eat five bowls, and you can eat six bowls. To put it simply, you can't eat enough, but you can swallow as much as you want.
Chu Yunli deliberately made a few more bowls of noodles, and together with the people he invited, there were more than a dozen people eating. As soon as the food was packed away, the rice vat instantly dropped a lot.
I knew how heartbroken Hong's mother would be when she came back and saw such a situation, and she would definitely curse. Chu Yunli carried a large bowl of noodles into the kitchen, and half an hour later brought out a bowl of porridge.
The brother and sister devoured the pickles and even finished a bowl of porridge. Hong Huaqi was a little surprised: "Osmanthus's craftsmanship is getting better and better."
Hong Hualan said bluntly: "What kind of craftsmanship can you have? It's strange that the porridge made from pure grains is not delicious."
There is a lot of derogatory meaning behind the words.
Hong Huaqi frowned: "You have to fight with me, right? Your sister-in-law is busy at home all day long, and she gets whatever you say. After that, you still look down on her and just praise her. What's wrong?"
Hong Hualan was shocked: "Brother, that's Chen Guihua."
"I know, she is my wife." Hong Huaqi looked unhappy: "I don't want you to respect her, at least..."
"She was bought!" Hong Hualan emphasized loudly: "I am your biological sister, we were born from the same mother's womb. Did you make a mistake in asking me to respect her?"
Hong Huaqi felt that his sister's words made sense. He had thought the same way before, but now he felt something was wrong. But his mind was simple and he couldn't think of it that deeply and couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he fell silent.
The brother and sister over there were eating, and Chu Yunli was busy cooking in the kitchen. It was actually quite inconvenient to have people at home. She didn't forget that she was still "sick". Naturally, the faster the better when she was alone, but
You have to slow down now. Otherwise, you will have to work in the mountains with that group of people tomorrow.
The key is that Chen Guihua works quickly when she goes to the mountains. If she works too slowly, she will slow down the helpers, which is not cost-effective. The Hong family and his wife will definitely scold her if they feel they are at a disadvantage.
While Chu Yunli was working, Hong's mother came back. She wanted to save face and didn't want people to say that she was hungry or didn't have enough to eat while working for the Hong family. Therefore, she took the time to come back to get food.
As soon as she entered the yard, she smelled the aroma of food. Her face was full of surprise. When she raised her eyes and saw her daughter under the eaves, she instantly understood.
"Did you bring out the food?"
Hong Hualan didn't find anyone, and she felt a little weak, so she nodded casually.
When Hong's mother saw her like this, she guessed the result, and without asking any more questions, she asked, "When did you get home? Can we have dinner?"
"Eat." Chu Yunli poked her head out of the kitchen: "I made a bowl of porridge without adding vegetables."
Hong's mother opened her mouth and wanted to curse. She wasn't from a wealthy family, so how could she not put food on the table? But seeing her daughter's lack of interest, she swallowed back the words and subconsciously opened the door to see the rice vat.
Not long after, Hong's mother rushed to the kitchen. When she saw the steamed buns in the pot, she gritted her teeth angrily: "Why do you have to steam so many?"
Chu Yunli didn't answer.
Hong's mother was so angry that she rushed out and scolded her daughter under the eaves: "If you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, even if there are so many people eating, you don't need to steam a big pot. It's so hot. If you don't finish the food today, it will go rancid tomorrow. You
Do you want to piss me off?"
Hong Hualan was scolded all over her face, but she finally understood what her mother meant. She frowned: "Stop howling, it's not me who took it. She was pretending to be cool."
"Why don't you take it?" Hong's mother scolded: "She always cooks as much as she is given, and she can't wait to empty the whole tank."
Hong Hualan was not happy because she didn't find anyone. As soon as she walked in, her mother refused to let him go and was also annoyed: "I came back from the city, can't I take a break? More is more. Can't we have an extra meal in the evening?
Already?"
Hong’s mother: “…”
She waved her hand: "I can't talk about you."
He looked like he was angry and frustrated after failing to convince his daughter.
Hong Hualan's anger increased, and she took out the key and threw it over: "I won't show it to you, so that you won't say I'm wrong again."
The key fell to the ground, and Hong Huaqi said: "Mom, if she doesn't want it, just give it to me."
"Why?" Hong Hualan rushed forward and picked up the key: "This book is mine."
She didn't insist on holding on to the key. It was obvious that she and her mother were angry, so her brother shouldn't have intervened. As a result, he opened his mouth to take the key away, which of course was not okay.
In Hong Huaqi's eyes, his sister wants to take advantage of the family's food... This is completely unreasonable.
"Mom, you should give me this key."
Hong's mother didn't think much about it and waved her hand: "There are only two. If you want them, just ask Hua Lan."
Hong Huaqi reached out his hand to his sister.
In fact, it was not Hong's mother's intention that this key fell into the hands of Hong Hualan. It was because in the past two years, the girls in the village especially liked to make bracelets with colored silk and hang a key on them, which was very novel and beautiful. Hong Hualan also made one and asked her mother specifically.
She asked for a key. Later, Hong's mother discovered that it was easier for her daughter to work in the fields if she had the key, and she didn't have to rush back to give her food, so she never asked for it back.
Hong Hualan would change the silk on the key from time to time, but of course she didn't want to return it: "What do you do with it?"
"My parents are getting older. I am the eldest son in the family. I will be the head of the house in the future. Of course, the key should be given to me." Hong Huaqi said seriously: "You are a girl. It is not appropriate for you to hold the key all the time."
Hong Hualan: "..."
"Brother, what are you talking about?"
Hong Huaqi took two steps forward, grabbed the key without any explanation, and then looked back at his mother: "Mom, you shouldn't give her this key. Look, sooner or later she will treat everything in this house as her own."
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Mother Hong was speechless.
In this village, town, and even city, as long as there are brothers and sisters in the family, it is acquiesced that the son will provide for them in old age, and the daughter will be a member of another family sooner or later. Mother Hong thought so at first, and later when her daughter reached the age of flowers, the marriage was completed
It’s a big problem. The Hong family values it, but others don’t want to. Those who are willing to come to marry their daughter are really unworthy. So, the daughter gets older and older, and in the end, she can only be a stepmother and a second wife, and the Hong family
Even more reluctant, the marriage was simply shelved.
Until Xiaobai was brought back... There was a lot of land in the house, and it was not afraid that it would not be able to support it. It even needed more manpower to keep it busy. No one mentioned that Hong Hualan should move out, and besides, she had no place to move, and then
It became what it is now.
Mother Hong thought her son would not have such thoughts, so she smiled bitterly: "Boss, she is your biological sister."
"I didn't say no!" Hong Huaqi hung the key on his waist: "It's inappropriate for her to use this key to use Guihua as a maid. In the future, she will not miss a bowl of rice in this house.
. But if you want to make the decision... stop thinking as soon as possible."
Hong Hualan has never thought of being the head of the family. Her parents are still here, so who will get her turn?
She had always regarded this place as her home. Today, after hearing what her eldest brother said, she felt as if she were an outsider. She felt so uncomfortable that she didn't bother to argue immediately and entered the room and slammed the door.
Mother Hong stamped her feet: "What kind of trouble are you making!"
Hong Huaqi snorted coldly and shouted: "Osmanthus, take out the food and let it cool down. After eating, you can work hard."
Hong Hualan, who was separated by a wall, became even more angry when she heard her brother's words. She slammed the door so loudly just now that anyone with eyes could see that she was angry, so why not comfort her?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and she said loudly: "Since I don't have a role in this family, treat me like an outsider and I won't work anymore."
"If you don't work, don't eat. The family doesn't support idlers." Hong Huaqi opened his mouth and said, "What a bad temper you have, that is, at home, if you get to your husband's house, it would be weird if you don't get kicked out!"
Hong Hualan refused to give in: "That's none of your business."
Hong Huaqi said in a deep voice: "Why is it none of my business that you stay in this house? Anyway, if you work for one day, you will have food for one day. I just want to lie down and be waited on and dream!"
"When will I rest?" Hong Hualan blushed with anger and said, "You go to work in the fields, and I am not idle either. When it rains, you rest at home, and I still have to wash, cook and clean. When will I need help?
Yes? Also, I don’t just stay at home, this is my home.”
For a moment, she thought more deeply: "Not all the fields in this family belong to you. I will also provide for my parents to support them until they die. After a hundred years, I will also have a share of the fields!"
It is the first time in this village that a family has nearly twenty acres of land, but if it is divided into two families and the family has less than ten acres, it would not be unusual at all. Hong Huaqi frowned and said: "The land is all for the son. Why?
What for you?"
Seeing the brother and sister quarreling again, Hong's mother felt a headache: "Don't quarrel."
Hong Huaqi believed that it was necessary to fight, but he could not let his sister keep thinking of dividing the family. He emphasized: "You are from a girl's family. If you want to get married, your husband's family will not lose your things."
"But I'm not married!" Hong Hualan said plausibly: "My parents didn't drive me away, so why should you? Also, my parents should be responsible for making me look like this and unable to marry."
Hong’s mother: “…” What is all this?
Hong Huaqi laughed angrily: "I can't get married because of my appearance, so why don't I blame bad feng shui for not getting rich?"