Lin Jiuniang raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "If you think it's too much, pour it out for me. Anyway, I won't give you that one tael of silver."
"Second brother, if mother asks you to take it, just take it. What are you talking about?"
Liu Silang took the rice directly, stuffed it into his arms, and drove him away. Seeing that he didn't leave, he simply pushed him out of the door. Why is the second brother so stubborn at this time? His mother is not willing to make other people's money.
Brother, of course he wouldn't make any money. Liu Erlang held the heavy grain in his arms, glanced at his mother, said "OK" in a dull voice, and strode outside. In the dark night, his eyes became red.
The more his mother behaves like this, the more guilty he feels. What they did in the beginning was really not human affairs. Now he regrets it, but he can't make up for it. Even if he wants to make up for it, his mother will not accept it. Don't look at his mother's current situation.
But he knew that his mother just treated them as strangers. Strangers! They were obviously mother and son, but they were as unfamiliar as strangers. In the darkness, Liu Erlang showed a sad smile that was ugly even if he cried. They
You deserve it. Liu Silang looked at the lonely back of his second brother and couldn't help but sigh: "Mom, he is my second brother."
"so what?"
Lin Jiuniang stood up and stretched, "Does it have anything to do with me? Or do you want to say that the wages I paid were less? You are here to fight for him, and you want me to raise the price?"
Liu Silang ended his words and looked at her with dry eyes, "No. I, I just think, mother... you can be kinder and gentler, second brother."
"Better? What does it mean to be better?"
Lin Jiuniang gave him a fake smile, "I'll give you a hammer, do you want it?"
Then with a dark face, he stretched out his hand and pulled his face, "Stop talking nonsense here, pack up quickly and go to bed. If you are not tired, I am."
After saying that, he walked slowly towards his room. Halfway there, he looked back at Liu Silang: "Don't disturb me tomorrow morning. When I wake up, I will naturally find food by myself. Besides..." He hesitated.
After a while, he continued, "Ask Mr. Zhao if you can get fresh pig brains. If you can, bring some back to me. If not, forget it."
After saying that, she entered the room and locked the door. After no one was around, Lin Jiuniang's face showed a hint of fatigue. She reached out and rubbed her forehead. It hurt! She had eaten two pairs of pig brains, but she still felt very uncomfortable.
. Lying on the bed, I quickly closed my eyes, hoping that my head would not hurt so much when I woke up tomorrow. The next morning, the weather was still terribly hot. But today's Anle Village was particularly peaceful, as if the anxiety and panic of yesterday had never existed.
Normally, the Liu family's old house became lively because of the baby's cries. Mu Juan looked at her daughter crying with hunger as she sucked hard but couldn't get a mouthful of breast milk, and she burst into tears.
The bite was so painful that she didn't cry. But when she saw her daughter crying from hunger, she couldn't help crying. After they separated, they moved back here from Qinglan and the others. For more than a day, she had only had a few drinks.
She has not eaten anything outside of the cold water. She has nothing to put into her stomach, so how can she get breast milk to feed the child? In addition, her body has long been emptied from feeding the child before, and now she is so hungry that she is exhausted. "Zhen
"Zhen, my little girl who has a miserable mother's life, don't cry, don't cry," Mujuan endured the collapse of her body and gently coaxed her daughter. It wasn't until her daughter fell asleep from crying that she gently put the child on her bed.
A bed that couldn't be called a bed. After making sure that she wouldn't wake up, she dragged her exhausted body and staggered out of the house. She was looking for food, both for herself and for her daughter. But she rummaged through the entire kitchen.
, except for the water brought back yesterday, there was no food in the kitchen. With tears in her eyes, Mu Juan took a few sips of cold water, and finally she couldn't help but collapsed and sat on the ground and cried bitterly. She passed
What kind of days are these. Even if others give birth to a daughter who is not expected to see her, she still has a stutter. As for her, she has nothing! What evil did she commit in her previous life to meet such a man and such a family?
....... When Liu Wuni limped over, she happened to see this scene and felt extremely distressed. In just one day, her sister-in-law looked obviously thinner. She couldn't help but shout, "Sister-in-law!"
After shouting, he put the basket in his hand on the ground, walked over and helped her to sit on a stool nearby, "Why are you crying?"
"Wuni, I..." Mu Juan was speechless, lowered her head and cried bitterly on the old table. Liu Wuni didn't say anything, picked up the vegetable basket next to her, and took out a bowl of steaming porridge:
"Sister-in-law, please drink some porridge first. This is what my second sister-in-law asked me to bring. She guessed that you must not have eaten anything."
Mu Juan raised her head and saw the thick white porridge. A strange look flashed in her eyes, and she sobbed: "You...how do you have rice?"
"Second brother went to my mother to borrow it," Liu Wuni sighed and told the story in detail. If her mother hadn't been willing to borrow the food, she wouldn't have had anything to eat. Mujuan was not pretentious,
She ate quickly with red eyes. She was really hungry. Liu Wuni looked at her and stopped talking several times. After she finished eating, she looked at Mu Juan seriously: "Sister-in-law, my eldest brother is unreliable.
, you... you have to make plans in advance. Second sister-in-law and the others cannot support you all the time, she herself is about to give birth."
"I know!"
Mu Juan put down her bowl and chopsticks, wiped her tears and said, "Thank her for me."
After talking to Liu Wuni for a while, Mu Juan walked back to the room and picked up her daughter after sending her away. Her eyes flashed when she saw her crying and desperately sucking her baby. She had been in confinement for so many days.
It was over. When Liu Dalang came back, it was already noon. As soon as he came back, he went directly to the kitchen to look for something to eat. After rummaging for a long time but couldn't find anything to eat, he immediately rushed towards the room angrily: "Are you a dead person? You didn't know it at home all day.
What's the use of cooking for you?"
Seeing her holding the money-losing thing in a daze, she became even more angry, "Are you deaf or mute? I asked you to cook. If you hear me, go quickly!"
Mu Juan came back to her senses and looked at him with empty eyes, "Where is Mi?"
Liu Dalang was a little unnatural, and then he glared at Mu Juan angrily, "What rice? I don't know what you said? Also, if there is no rice, wouldn't you find a way to find something to eat? What a waste, marrying you will be of no use at all.
No."
"You used the money to gamble again, didn't you?"
Mu Juan's eyes turned red and she bit her lower lip tightly, not allowing herself to cry: "That's the ration left by my mother-in-law for Zhen Zhen, how dare you!"
"So what? Give it to me, it's mine, just throw it away if you starve to death, it's a waste of food," Liu Dalang disdained. What's such a good treasure? It can't be passed on to the next generation, and the incense can be inherited. It makes you upset just looking at it. Isn't that right?
Is it just a girl's movie? Why is it as important as a son? If it's gone, it's gone. But they regard it as a treasure. They can't talk about it or curse it. Bang! Mu Juan picked up the broken pillow next to him and threw it at him.
With an angry look on his face, he said, "You are not a human being. Zhenzhen is your biological daughter. How can you say such a thing?"
Liu Dalang felt pain and glared at Mu Juan angrily. He raised his hand and wanted to hit Mu Juan. But after meeting her eyes, he felt guilty for some reason and couldn't hit her with his hand. In the end, he could only curse and walk out.
Go. Mujuan originally thought that he was going to hit her again, but he didn't hit herself this time. Even so, Mujuan still cried bitterly in grievance. And when she cried, the child in her arms also started crying.
The duet between mother and daughter was particularly clear and loud in the unpopular Liu family's old house.