The old woman became rich by relying on the supermarket instead of selling her granddaughter

Eight or nine pancakes for two or three days?

Meng Lan counted the number of mouths to feed in the family. The eldest son had a family of four, the second son had a family of three, the third son was in town and not eating at home, the third son's wife and He Guangzu had two mouths to feed, plus herself, there were a total of ten mouths waiting to eat at home.

Eight or nine pancakes would be enough for one meal, and they would last for two or three days. She was not the stingy person she once was, who was reluctant to even eat a few pancakes.

"Bring the pot over here." Meng Lan also has the memory of her original body and knows what the coarse flour pancake looks like. Who can be full with just that little pancake?

Her body was hungry all the time. If she continued to drink such thin porridge, she would probably starve to death. She had to call her eldest daughter-in-law over and add a few spoonfuls of rice.

Tian didn't know what Meng Lan was going to do, so she walked back with the pot nervously.

Under Tian's horrified gaze, Meng Lan picked up the rice spoon without hesitation and added three full spoonfuls of coarse rice into the pot.

Although she doesn't dare to eat the goods directly from the supermarket now, it is still okay for her to eat more rice at home.

"Okay, go cook."

After adding the rice, Meng Lan waved contentedly at Tian, ​​indicating that she could leave. She then followed her original example and locked up all the food in the house.

After hearing what Meng Lan said, Tian felt as if facing a formidable enemy. She held the pot in her hand but walked very fast. In a few breaths, she ran away from under Meng Lan's nose, as if Meng Lan was some kind of monster.

Tian was honest and weak, and timid, but she worked very efficiently. After working in the kitchen for a while, the porridge was almost done. She called her two daughters to help.

"Zhao Di, Pan Di, come and get the bowls and count the chopsticks."

Tian's two daughters followed her lead and quickly set up the dining table in the main hall. A pile of bowls was placed in front of the main table, and next to the bowls was a small bamboo basket with a few coarse flour cakes in it.

After He Zhaodi and He Pandi finished all this, Tian came out with a pot. A large pot of rice porridge was placed in front of the main seat, and there was a large spoon in the pot, obviously waiting for Meng Lan to share the rice.

Today's rice porridge is more than twice as thick as usual. Usually, she only adds two spoonfuls of coarse rice to this pot of porridge, and she dare not fill each spoonful full. Today, Meng Lan personally added three full spoonfuls of it. Although it is still the same wild vegetable rice porridge, for some reason, it smells more fragrant with more rice.

He Zhaodi took a look at the rice porridge in the pot, and exchanged a look of horror with her sister and Pan Di. She didn't know why, but she always felt uneasy.

Yang held the three-year-old He Guangzu and kept moving closer to the pot. Looking at the pot full of coarse rice, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes. It was all money.

After checking the pot, she smiled and moved closer to Meng Lan, "Mom, how did you make such a delicious meal today? Is it a good day?"

The eldest daughter-in-law, Tian, ​​and the second daughter-in-law, Jiang, did not dare to ask Meng Lan, but the third daughter-in-law, Yang, dared to ask. Normally, the mother-in-law was used to loving the whole family, so she was more tolerant of her, the youngest daughter-in-law, and would not blame her too much.

While Yang was asking, Tian and Jiang were also listening attentively. They were curious about their mother-in-law's abnormal behavior today, but they did not dare to ask Meng Lan directly.

When Meng Lan heard what Yang said, she replied with the same expressionless face as her original self, "You'll know after dinner."

Yang seemed to have long been accustomed to Meng Lan's cold face, at least she would answer her questions like a mother-in-law.

You have to know that if the eldest or second sister-in-law asked, the mother-in-law might scold them, and ignoring them would be considered good. Yang was a little proud of her own special case, proud that she could choose men.

Meng Lan sat in front of the main seat, waiting for everyone to gather and share the food. She pretended not to see the little movements between the three daughters-in-law.

Not long after the meal was ready, the sky outside gradually darkened and the two brothers He Chuanzong and He Chuanjia returned from the fields.

Seeing that everyone was seated at the table, they hurriedly put down their farm tools, scooped a bucket of water from the water tank to wash the mud off their hands, and quickly sat down at their seats.

When Meng Lan saw that everyone was present, she began to distribute the rice. She picked up the bowl, filled it with thick rice porridge, and placed it in front of her eldest son, He Chuanzong.

He Chuanzong looked at the bowl in front of him in shock, as if he had never seen such thick porridge since he could remember. But he thought that his mother must have her reasons for doing so, so he sat there obediently without saying a word.

The second bowl, still with the same consistency of rice porridge, was placed by Meng Lan in front of her second son He Chuanjia, and she received another shocked look in return.

Both sons had thick porridge. When everyone thought the next bowl of porridge would become thinner, Meng Lan served another bowl of porridge that was the same as the previous two bowls and placed it in front of the eldest daughter-in-law, Tian. When it came to Tian, ​​she was not shocked, but horrified.

But before she could be frightened, Meng Lan gave the next bowl of rice porridge to her second daughter-in-law, Jiang. Jiang looked at Meng Lan in surprise, then lowered her head and said nothing like her husband.

Yang looked at Meng Lan with anticipation. She thought, since her eldest and second sisters-in-law were already there, it should be her turn next. Although she didn't know what was wrong with her mother today, it was always good to be able to eat well.

Under Yang's expectant gaze, Meng Lan gave her... half a bowl of porridge.

"Mom, you..."

The younger daughter-in-law Yang was very puzzled by Meng Lan's behavior. She thought that she was superior to the eldest and second sisters-in-law in this family. Now the eldest and second sisters-in-law each had a bowl of rice, while she only had half a bowl. Yang not only did not understand, but also felt humiliated.

Meng Lan didn't give her a chance to speak, and directly blocked her right there with one sentence, "From now on, those who work more in our family will eat more, and those who don't work will eat less."

Meng Lan's words sounded reasonable. Yang was stunned for a long time and couldn't think of any rebuttal. She could only sit there sullenly, staring at the half bowl of porridge in front of her, waiting for Meng Lan to finish the meal and start eating.

The adults in the family had received their share, except He Zhaodi and He Pandui from the first wife, He Lianlian from the second wife, and He Guangzu from the third wife.

The three granddaughters saw that their aunt only got half a bowl. Although Menglan said that the more they worked, the more they ate, but they all thought that since they were girls, their grandmother treated them as outsiders and would not give them more.

But Meng Lan had changed her heart a long time ago. She was no longer the stingy old woman she used to be. In her eyes, there was only a difference between good children and bad children, not a difference between boys and girls.

Thinking that these three granddaughters have been sensible since childhood and know how to share the housework, Meng Lan looked at them with a lot more loving eyes.

Although she has always been alone and has never had a romantic relationship in modern times, now that she has so many daughters, sons, and granddaughters, Meng Lan feels that she has become a lot kinder.

Therefore, when Meng Lan distributed rice to them, her hands did not shake as they did before, and each of her three granddaughters got a big bowl.

When it came to He Guangzu, he had half a bowl. It wasn't that she was partial, a three-year-old child couldn't finish a whole bowl. Although her youngest son and daughter-in-law made her angry, the three-year-old He Guangzu was innocent after all, and she didn't have the time to get angry with a child.

When Yang saw that even her three-year-old son got more than she did, she became completely depressed.

How much you get also represents your status in the family. In the past, the three girls got the least, but now it's her. Is she the person with the lowest status in the family?

Of course, Meng Lan also gave herself a full bowl of rice porridge. What a joke. How could she treat herself badly? She would never treat herself badly, no matter who she treated.

After distributing the rice porridge, Meng Lan distributed the coarse flour cakes to everyone. Except for Yang, each adult got one and each child got half a cake.

Yang became even more depressed, but in this era where filial piety is more important than anything else, she dared not contradict her mother-in-law no matter how dissatisfied she was.

Looking at Yang's expression, Meng Lan was glad that she had become a mother-in-law instead of a daughter-in-law.

Being older and having a higher seniority also has its advantages, especially in the ancient context. If she had been reborn as Tian or Jiang, Meng Lan would probably have wanted to kill herself by banging her head against a wall.

"Everyone is hungry, let's eat first. I know you have problems. After you finish eating, I also have something to say to you."

Everyone was looking at each other in bewilderment, but after Meng Lan gave the order, they all started eating.

Normally, I don't have enough to eat. After working all day, who wouldn't be hungry? Now there's a full meal in front of me. No matter what the problem is, I'll just fill my stomach first.