In the book, I was fed by my sister

"Xiaoguai, can you reach the water?" Song Ran asked worriedly. The water tank in the yard was higher than Xiaomei's head. Before, Xiaomei stood on tiptoe to get water, and a bucket of water poured directly from head to toe.

Song Li stood in front of the water tank and took a look. The height of the tank mouth was just at the level of her eyebrows. "It should be fine. I seem to have grown a little taller."

Song Ran looked over and took a closer look. Xiaoguai was indeed a little taller. Her old clothes looked baggy when she wore them before, but now they fit her perfectly.

Time flies.

Song Li came in with washed coriander, "Sister, do you need to cut it?"

Song Ran took the coriander and said, "Give it to me. I'll cut it."

Song Li stood on tiptoe and looked at the meat on the chopping board: "I bought beef this morning!"

"Yes, have you forgotten?"

"I just remember that big lump of white fat. Sister, where is the fat?"

“It’s all boiled down.”

Song Li followed her sister's gaze and looked at the large clay pot on the stove, guessing that it must be filled with lard.

"Will you give the candy we brought out today to Li Zi and the others?"

Song Li nodded: "Everyone gave it."

Her elder sister repeatedly told her to learn how to share, so how could she disobey?

"Sister, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Put your bowls ready. The beef will be ready soon."

As Song Ran spoke, he skillfully put shredded ginger and garlic cloves into the hot oil and sautéed them until fragrant.

Then, she poured the marinated beef into the pot and quickly stir-fried it. When the beef changed color in the pot, she added the chopped coriander, and a dish of coriander beef with good color, aroma and taste was ready.

A plate of coriander beef and a bowl of loofah and egg soup was their dinner.

Song Lisheng ate some rice and was very satisfied with the dinner.

She found that since she had been selling mushrooms, her family had been eating meat more and more frequently.

"Sister, come quickly!"

"Right away, I mixed the food for the two cats."

Song Ran filled a broken bowl with half a bowl of rice, scooped a spoonful of egg soup, and added some lard residue.

The two wild cats squatted under the small wooden table and started eating their dinner.

"I recently noticed that there are fewer mice in my house, thanks to them."

Song Li looked at the wild cats under the table. She wanted to say that it was not their fault. She stuffed a big mouthful of meat to reward herself.

The two wild cats ate faster than them. When they finished their meal, they swept their legs under the table with their tails and meowed.

"Sister, should we raise it?" Song Li asked when she saw her sister grabbing a handful of lard residue again.

"I don't dare to raise chickens. If I eat other people's chickens one day, I will have to pay compensation."

Song Li thought about it and agreed that this was true. She had seen these two wild cats climb up trees to catch birds, and they were indeed quite wild.

I used to covet the chickens in their home.

After dinner, Song Ran prepared to go out, but she had not yet gone to get the bran that she had asked Uncle Li Kun to leave for her.

"Xiaoguai, I'm going out. Do you want to come with me?" Song Ran looked at his little sister sitting on the recliner.

"Yes!" Song Li immediately jumped up and followed, "Sister, where are we going?"

Song Ran pushed the wheelbarrow out and said, "Let's go to Uncle Li Kun's house to get the bran."

The wheelbarrow made a "chi chi chi" sound in the night, like a little tune. As the wheel rolled, the insects and frogs in the grass were startled and jumped around.

Lihua Village was not big, and they soon arrived at Uncle Li Kun's house. Song Ran knocked on the door twice and shouted, "Uncle Kun, have you had dinner? I'll get two bags of bran."

In the summer nights, the village rarely lights up. Looking outside, it is pitch black. But at this time, maybe people go out to chat.

"I'm here!" A response came from inside the door, and then the door slowly opened, revealing the smiling face of Li Kunsan's daughter-in-law Zhou Qinghong.

"Sister Qinghong."

"Sister Ran, come in. My father told me that it's reserved for you."

Li Kun's three sons have not yet separated from the family, and the main source of income for the family is the cattle he carefully raises.

Whenever spring ploughing season came, his cows were like golden treasures, and every household would line up to borrow them.

After all, one ox is worth three men.

After the busy farming season, Li Kun would harness wooden boards to the oxen and use them as ox carts, earning him thirty or forty cents each time.

Song Li smelled a odor in the front yard, and it became stronger when she entered the backyard.

There are three big cows and two calves in the cowshed.

"Wow, how much do I have to eat in a day!" Song Ran exclaimed.

After looking at these cows, Song Li finally understood why Yu'e had not played with them for some time. It seemed that she was either cutting grass or on her way to cut grass.

"Yu'e." Song Li greeted.

Yu'e, who was tying grass with her brother, raised her head and raised her hands happily, "Song Li, are you here to play with me?"

"You are not allowed to be lazy." said Yu'e's cousin beside her.

Yu'e has an older brother who is nine years old, a younger brother who is three years old, three cousins, the oldest of whom is eleven years old, and two cousins, both of whom are more than a year older than Yu'e.

Including their cousins, there are eleven children in their family.

In their family, children have to work when they are seven years old. They start with the easier tasks, such as mowing, drying and tying grass. When the children are older, they have to work in the fields.

Yu'e celebrated her seventh birthday last month, and that duck leg seemed to announce the end of her childhood.

With so many children, everyone was afraid that the others would do less work. The children kept an eye on each other and would tell on anyone who was lazy.

Yu'e's happy eyes were immediately extinguished by her cousin, and she turned around and glared at him.

Don't let me catch you by the hair.

"How many bags do you want?" Zhou Qinghong asked while busy carrying the bran.

Song Ran replied: "Two bags are enough."

They charge two more cents for each bag of bran brought back from the city, so the more they sell, the better. Zhou Qinghong asked, "How many chickens and ducks do you have?"

"Sixteen in all."

"That's not enough. This bag can only last for a month at most. Once the duck is grown up for a month, even one bag won't be enough. You don't know that the duck is a bit big, it needs two large bowls of food a day."

Song Ran said: "That's enough, that's enough, if there's any more, I can't pull it back."

In the end, the cart that originally carried two bags was loaded with four bags.

"Thirty-two cents a bag." Zhou Qinghong said with a smile.

"Okay, sister-in-law, count the one hundred and twenty-eight coins."

"Hey, okay."

After all, it was money that had to be handed over to her father-in-law, so Zhou Qinghong counted it twice in a row. It took a while, and she said embarrassedly: "I counted it correctly! Sister Ran, let me help you, there is a threshold at the gate."

Song Ran was pushing a small wheelbarrow on the road, and Song Li followed beside him, holding her sister's clothes.

"Sister, will there be one last basket of mushrooms tomorrow?"

"Yes, we have to hurry up and send out a few more baskets. I talked to Grandma Gu today and asked her to help me weave two more when she has time."

"Send out ten more baskets!"

"Hahaha, you little money-grubber."