A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

The old lady's anger was a little inexplicable, and Ren Meiluo was a little slow to react for a while. When she reacted, she felt that the old lady had been bribed by Wen Meijiu and a little meat, and she became even angrier.

Being angry couldn't do anything to the old lady, so Ren Meiluo could only control his emotions and said:

"Mom, have you forgotten what I told you?"

Ren Meiluo's move was a threat. If the old lady couldn't solve Dazhu's problem, the three of them would eat her. She had said this before.

Who is the old lady? Even if she is wrong, she will not look at Ren Meiluo's face. What's more, she is greedy for meat. At this time, Wen Meijiu has brought the meat to her mouth. She has to say something human.

"What did you tell me? When did I have to look at your expression before I could speak?

Dalang's wife, if that's the case, you might as well stop calling me mom and I'll call you mom instead."

The old lady slapped her thigh, and Ren Meiluo was still scared. No matter how angry she was, she didn't dare to offend her superiors. In this era, she would be drowned by spit.

"Mom, that's not what I meant."

"That's not what you meant, then what do you mean?"

When the old lady's parent's aura came up, Ren Meiluo was angry, but he could only pretend that he was not angry. He lowered his head unwillingly and said nothing.

After taking a big bite of the meat, the delicious aroma rushed into the old lady's heart, liver, spleen and stomach. She suppressed her anger a little, and after swallowing it, she turned her head and looked at Wen Meijiu standing next to her:

"Meijiu, you too, how can you not tell which side of the kang is warmer? Your brother Dazhu has the blood of our Wen family after all, isn't he closer to us than that outsider?"

Wen Meijiu bent down and continued the old lady's words:

“Grandma, look at what you said, how can outsiders be as close as our own family?

If it's really like what you said, why don't you give the pickled meat to them, but only to you, grandma?"

The old lady only heard Ren Meiluo yelling all day, and didn't see what meal Wen Meijiu prepared for Zhi Zheng and the others. So the old lady believed what Wen Meijiu said, and didn't refute anything.

"Grandma, there is another bowl here. Take it back and share it with Brother Dazhu. We don't have any."

"Eat with Brother Dazhu," Ren Meiluo's mind suddenly came to him and he turned to look at Wen Meijiu.

Wen Meijiu was very attentive. Without waiting for the old lady to finish the meat in her bowl, he gave his mother's portion to her.

The old lady had just eaten. Although she didn't have any pickled meat, she was full.

She tried hard to eat the meat in the bowl with warm wine and managed to finish it, but she didn't want to let others take away the meat in the other bowl.

In the old lady's heart, Dazhu is not her most beloved grandson, and Yuancai and Yuanbao are almost the same. However, the old lady will not say this in front of Wen Meijiu.

Usually, she would secretly curse Wen Meijiu for a long time but still couldn't get the pickled meat. But today, she came here and got such a reward. The old lady couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The old lady remained expressionless and did not bother to say anything else. She took two quick bites of the meat in the bowl and then ate her fill.

"Grandma, when you're full, pack it up together."

Wen Meijiu knew what the old lady was thinking, so she helped to mix the leftovers with the meat in her mother's bowl and brought it to the old lady.

Even though she said that just now, this thing will definitely not end up in Dazhu's hands, nor in Ren Meiluo's mouth.

However, what she said just now had already attracted Ren Meiluo's attention.

She was also very greedy for the pickled meat, but the old lady took it away last time, and she didn't know whether the old lady would give it to her this time.

Without bothering to discuss Dazhu's matter with Wen Meijiu, Ren Meiluo reached out to snatch the meat bowl and forced a smile:

"Give it to me. I'll help your grandma hold it. She's old."

With the bowl of meat in her own hands, Ren Meiluo felt at ease. With the initiative, she could take the lead over the old lady and allocate a portion of the meat from the bowl for her own family.

The old lady was very dissatisfied with this and glanced away. However, because of his stuttering, Ren Meiluo dared not to look at the old lady, so her sharp gaze fell on deaf ears.

As an elder, facing a junior like Wen Meijiu, the old lady wanted to maintain some dignity as an elder. She snorted coldly, stood up, leaned on her crutches and walked out.

Ren Meiluo was secretly delighted, thinking that his plan was almost certain to succeed. Even if Ren Meiluo did not invite Dazhu, it would still be considered a way to make up for it.

"Mom, wait for me."

Ren Meiluo was holding a bowl of meat and hurried after him.

The old lady usually walked very slowly, but at this moment she pounded the ground with her heels, as if she wished the ground would be a pit.

Halfway through the journey, as they were getting closer and closer to Ren Meiluo's destination, the old lady suddenly stopped, reached out and snatched the bowl of meat from Ren Meiluo's hand, catching her off guard.

"mother!"

Ren Meiluo didn't expect this to happen. She thought it was a sure thing and couldn't help but scream out in surprise.

"It's no use calling me mother. You should be filial to me."

If we talk about who is the most powerful one, it has to be the old lady. She turned around and walked away with the bowl of meat, leaving Ren Melo jumping up and down in the place, but he couldn't do anything to her.

After the old lady and Ren Meiluo left, my mother sighed lightly and sat down at the table.

Dad felt a little sorry for Mom, so he advised her gently:

"There's still some meat, right? Let me get you some more wine."

Mother raised her eyes and looked at Dad:

"The meat is almost gone, and I'm not doing this for that bite of meat."

Dad thought about it and said, "That's unfair to you."

Mother shook her head again and said:

"Erlang, after all these years, you still don't understand me. As long as you are all well, why would I feel wronged?"

"Then why are you?"

Mother glanced at the warm wine that was being poured for her meal and said earnestly:

"I feel bad for my daughters, and I don't know when this will end. We don't owe them anything, do we?"

Wen Meijiu is not as pessimistic as her mother. She has her own plan for doing this. Anyone can be used, even people like Ren Meiluo and the old lady.

He placed the prepared meal in front of his mother, warmed up the wine, and sat down opposite her, smiling optimistically:

"Just a little bit of meat to send off two families, how wonderful!"

Mother took a bite of rice and disagreed:

"I'm afraid that the meat won't be well received after it's been given away. Just wait and see. Your aunt will come to trouble you again. We don't have much meat left."

Wen Meijiu knew that her mother's focus was not on the meat, but was afraid that Ren Meiluo would come back to look for it, but she was not worried about that at all.

When Ren Meiluo failed to persuade others, he tried to ask the old lady to come over as a lobbyist. When it failed this time, she must be furious when she returned, which was exactly the effect Wen Meijiu wanted.

There are only two people in the village who can hang out with Ren Meiluo. Wen Meijiu knows what she will do next without having to think about it.

Avoiding the main point, Wen Meijiu deliberately stretched his neck, leaned out most of his body, and whispered to his mother:

"There's plenty of meat. As long as you want to eat it, I can make it for you."

Mother suddenly raised her eyelashes and looked at her. Seeing the sincerity in her eyes, she believed that she was not lying.

"You've hidden more."

Wen Meijiu nodded, and an incredible smile appeared on her mother's face. Her daughter was really capable.