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"That's right. If you want to know, who can compare to our third brother now? What's the use of eggs? Golden eggs can be bought casually!"

"Third brother, you said you eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, when will you think about us? Your second sister-in-law now dreams of eating meat at night, which makes me so greedy."

"Second brother, you and third brother are good, please talk."

"—"

Mr. Li threw the chopsticks down hard!

"Do you want to eat or not? If you're not hungry, get out! Don't get in the way here! I'm annoyed just looking at you! Doesn't the third brother want to eat this egg? The third brother couldn't bear to eat it himself, so he gave it to me! You people really have no conscience at all! Eat if you can! If you can't eat, get out!"

Old Master Li was really angry this time. Even Li Mei'e, who was pouting and trying to speak just now, and Old Lady Zheng, who was preparing to find an opportunity to show off her power, completely stopped.

"Old man, the third child can't eat that much, you should eat some too." Mrs. Zheng thought for a moment and picked up a piece of egg for Mr. Li: "How about just drinking and not eating? There are so many, it's not too little to eat."

As she spoke, Mrs. Zheng picked up a few eggs and meat for Li Mei'e who was sitting next to her. "What are you looking at? Is there less food or drink for you? Eat quickly! Second brother, eat quickly. After you finish eating, chop all the firewood in the yard for me. We will make bean buns in a few days. The firewood at home is not enough. I am so old, and I still worry about you!"

This time, Mr. Li didn't say anything.

Li Sanlang looked at the egg that was put back into his bowl, and then looked at his second brother who had been biting the pancake with his head down. He said nothing, but just put the egg in Li Erlang's bowl.

Even if he talked to the sky hard today, Li Sanlang still couldn't eat these eggs. It would be better to give them to his second brother.

"Both mom and dad have some. Second brother, the eggs are in my bowl. If you don't mind my dirtiness, just eat it. Stop picking it up from behind. You still have to work later. You can't eat until you are full."

Old Mrs. Zheng looked at Li Sanlang's actions, and tried to endure it again and again, but finally she held back and said nothing.

After Mr. Li lost his temper, the meal was finally eaten peacefully. Li Sanlang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but still refused to eat any food. When Mr. Li served him food, he gave most of it to Li Erlang. When Mr. Li saw this, he didn't say anything, but just picked up food a little more frequently.

When they were halfway through the meal, Mrs. Zheng, who had been unable to contain herself any longer, began to frequently wink at Mr. Li.

"Third brother, are you changing the windows at home today?" Grandpa Li asked tentatively.

Li Sanlang nodded without questioning, and said, "Yes, Sister Xia said that the windows at home are not working properly. If we don't replace them, we will probably have a cold winter. So we replaced them while the weather is still warm."

The person Li Mei'e disliked the most in the past was Zhang, but now the person she hates the most should be Li Mingxia.

"Every day your sister Xia says, 'Third brother, after you separated, Li Mingxia is now the head of your family, right? You are not a man anymore?'" Li Mei'e snorted and said regardless of Mr. Li's ugly expression.

But Li Sanlang didn't take it seriously at all. He had heard this kind of words many times before, so he really didn't think it mattered. He just let it be said.

"Third brother, your family hired a few workers. Have you finished the work today?" Old Master Li pretended to scold Li Mei'e a few words, but he couldn't wait to turn the topic back to the matter of replacing the glass in Li Sanlang's house.

Li Sanlang thought about it, but still didn't bring up Zheng Guihe's matter. "Eight people, all of whom are from the village I know. Everyone worked hard, and we can finish the work today. There's no need for the next day."

Speaking of this, Li Sanlang's face also put on a smile. He never knew that the people in the village were so easy to get along with. Everyone called him "Brother Sanlang", which made people feel warm in their hearts.

"Just eight people? That's really fast." Grandpa Li emphasized the number eight, wanting to see Li Sanlang's reaction, but at the moment Li Sanlang was immersed in his happy memories and did not notice the abnormality in Grandpa Li's tone.

"Yes, it's fast."

Seeing that Li Sanlang was not going to say anything, Mr. Li simply pointed it out, "Why did I hear that your second uncle also went to help your family replace the windows? Is this true or false?"

Li Sanlang was stunned for a moment, then nodded honestly, "That's true, who told you this, Dad?"

Li Dalang laughed loudly, and before he had even swallowed the food in his mouth, he began to talk, "You still ask Dad, who told you that? You are the only one in Qianniu Village who knows two people, Li Sanlang? The others are all dead? What, looking at you like this, if Dad doesn't ask you, will you not tell me?"

Li Sanlang did have this intention, but no matter how stupid he was, he knew that he absolutely could not admit it at this moment.

"No, my father asked me how many workers I found. I thought that my second uncle couldn't be considered a worker anyway, so I said eight. Brother, was what I said wrong?" Li Sanlang said with a simple and honest look on his face.

Hearing what Li Sanlang said, Mr. Li felt relieved and helpless. He always knew that his son was an honest man, but he didn't expect that his son was so honest.

"Third brother, let me ask you, why didn't you come and tell me that your second uncle went to your house to help?" Old Mrs. Zheng was not so easily fooled and immediately grasped the core of the whole thing.

"My second uncle won't let me." Li Sanlang remained honest and answered whatever Mrs. Zheng and Mr. Li asked without beating around the bush.

"Your second uncle won't let you do it? Is he your father or your mother? If he says not to let you do it, then he won't let you do it? Do you still have me in your eyes now?" Old Mrs. Zheng sat up straight at once, aimed at Li Sanlang's head and slapped him hard. Li Sanlang almost put his head into the vegetable bowl in front of him.

The meal was over here, Li Sanlang thought to himself, put down the half-eaten cornmeal pancake in his hand and began to concentrate on answering Mrs. Zheng's questions.

"Mom, when we were little, we asked you about your second uncle. You told us not to tell anyone after we told you to treat your second uncle as dead. I dare not tell you about this." Li Sanlang's words did not calm down Mrs. Zheng, but instantly angered her.

"I told you to treat him as dead, so why did you still interact with him? You even chased him two miles away to invite him to dinner? What's the matter? Do you want to get close to him because he's rich?"