Quick Wear: When the demon cub becomes a human, she is as fierce as a bear

"Ah, so mom really doesn't like to eat it. No wonder Aunt Li and Yingying didn't ask mom to eat when they were eating steamed buns."

"Mom, Qibao likes to eat it. Next time when Aunt Li and Yingying eat it, can Qibao eat it too?"

"Yingying also said that Aunt Li made white flour dumplings for her to eat. She said dumplings have stuffing and taste better than steamed buns."

"Mom, what do dumplings look like? Are they really delicious? Yingying said they ate them in their room. Qibao didn't see what they looked like."

The little guy looked at his mother with an expectant expression, as if he wanted to hear a positive answer from her urgently.

Wen Sulan's body froze for a few seconds before she forced a smile.

"Qibao wants to eat steamed buns and dumplings. When mom saves up enough money, I will buy white flour to make them for Qibao. Be good and go play. After mom finishes sweeping the floor, I will take you to the beach."

"Okay, Mom."

"Su Lan, stop sweeping. The yard won't run away. Come in and eat first." An old voice came from the kitchen.

"Hey, it will be fine in a moment."

At the corner outside the yard, a tall figure bent down, his eyes were red, and hot tears slid down silently, like water on the clothes and quilts in the yard, splashing insignificant dust.

With a monthly allowance of seventy or eighty yuan plus tickets, his children couldn't even afford a bite of white flour.

Her wife, who wanted to feed the children something good, had to wait for herself to save up money.

How ironic was Zhao Hongling's words: "Captain Lu, Su Lan doesn't have any money, how can she get food?"

She washed a lot of clothes and quilts in the yard early in the morning, which shows how long she worked for a bite to eat.

Ha ha.

Lu Jinghuai, you deserve to die.

"Mom, come and eat, grandma is ready."

"Coming."

Lu Jinghuai was too embarrassed to go in, his eyes were hazy.

He hadn't heard the cheerful voices of his wife and children for a long time.

He didn't know how long ago it changed.

After returning to the family compound, he did not go to the cafeteria, but went back home and stood outside the yard without entering the house.

The courtyard wall was not high, and he was tall and strong, so he could see into the main room at a glance.

no one.

There is a fragrance wafting from the kitchen.

Different from the usual multi-grain porridge, it has a floury aroma.

After standing outside the door for a while and seeing no movement in the kitchen, he quietly opened the gate and stepped into the house.

The door of the east room was still open, but the door of the west room was closed.

Driven by the villain in his heart, he stood in front of the door of the west room.

"Mom, why are there no fried eggs? Yingying wants to eat fried eggs."

"You ate all the eggs, so where are the eggs? Come on, eat them. The green vegetable noodles are good. Qibao doesn't even have anything to eat."

"Humph, the things in the house originally belonged to Yingying, she doesn't deserve to eat them."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If someone hears you, be careful."

"I'm not wrong. It was you who said it yourself, Mom. Uncle Lu treats Yingying better than Qibao."

"Wait for mom to act diligent and drive away Qibao's mom. Then Uncle Lu will be my dad and he will definitely treat me better."

"Oh, mom, didn't you hide the bacon? Cut some slices of meat. There are only vegetables, and they are tasteless."

"Go away, eat it if you want, don't bother me."

The sound seems to be very irritable.

Why should she be upset? White flour is a fine grain that many people want to eat but cannot.

Everything in the house belongs to Wang Yingying. Doesn’t his Qibao deserve to eat it?

At this moment, Lu Jinghuai only felt a buzzing sound in his mind, repeating the words: Qibao is not worthy of eating, Qibao is not worthy of eating...

Li Xiuhe did not object to Wang Yingying's childish words, which shows that she was speaking from her heart.

It turns out that this is a two-faced woman, saying one thing in front of him and another behind his back.

Pretending to be diligent?

Yes, my wife went out early this morning and didn’t make breakfast, so the stove was cold, right?

It turns out that he usually attributes the fruits of his wife's labor to her, which makes him feel guilty towards his brothers.

Who does she think she is after driving Su Lan away?

He was just following his brother's will. He had done his best by raising Wang Yingying until she reached adulthood. When did he become her father?

The money notes were given to Li Xiuhe because his wife said it was troublesome and didn't want to take care of things, and the amount she gave was not much. Apart from the notes for daily use, the rest of the money was twenty dollars a month for household expenses.

Twenty bucks for five people, that's enough.

Whenever he saves a certain amount of the remaining allowance, he will deposit it into a passbook to be used by his children when they grow up.

Oops, passbook.

Lu Qi didn't know anything about the family compound. After breakfast, he carried the bucket and went out with his mother and the old lady.

She rushed across the sea, not being very fresh, but rather interested in the ferry.

Hearing the whistle, she pointed at the big ship in the distance.

"Mom, where can we go on that?"

In the original owner's memory, she had always been on this island and had never been anywhere else.

It may be that I have no memory of what happened in the past, or it may be that I have never been out.

"We can go out of the island and into the city. It's very beautiful there and we can buy delicious food there. When mom saves up enough money, I'll take Qibao to the city to play, okay?"

"Okay."

She has gold, but now she can't use it, which means she has no money.

Can only wait.

Living on the island, catching seafood is a common occurrence. The two of them were very skilled in picking up a bucket full of seafood, including shrimps, crabs, fish, and quite a few conchs.

Old Mrs. Fu smiled and said, "We have a good harvest today, Su Lan, have lunch at home, make some millet porridge, and the sour fruit fish you made, I love it."

Wen Sulan understood that it was the old lady who was taking care of her.

She didn't want to go back to that suffocating home, and she also wanted her children to eat something better, so she agreed. At most, she would just have to do more work.

"Okay, Grandma Fu, I'll go up the mountain to look for that sour fruit in a bit."

"Okay, Qibao, I'll watch over you, just be careful."

At Old Lady Fu’s house, the little devil was playing with a crab with his little butt sticking out. He poked its claws with a twig and watched it clumsily scurry back and forth.

Huahua jumped out, "Qibao, hey, your dad is looking for the passbook."

The passbook had been taken away by Li Xiuhe a long time ago and had been kept in her system space.

After taking away the defective product, it threw the passbook into Li Xiuhe's room.

She stored a lot of things in her system space, including the money she earned as a teacher, the food and eggs she found at the Lu family, a lot of seafood and dried goods, and wild fruits from the mountains.

There were also two cans of malted milk, canned meat, canned fruit, candy and so on. Wow, the food was pretty good.

"No matter what, he can look for it or not. It would be best if all the money was spent by Li Xiuhe."

Huahua had expected her to say that, and Lu Jinghuai deserved it.

However, in order for Qibao to have a happy childhood, it secretly gave Lu Jinghuai some hints.

"Qibao, do you want the old lady's chickens to lay eggs?"

The little devil's eyebrows twisted into caterpillars, "My mom said that's a rooster. Can roosters lay eggs?"

The chickens we fed before going to the sea were both male. The hen was taken away by the village dog, and the chicks have not been replaced yet.

Huahua:……

It quietly placed three eggs on a handful of hay on the wall outside the yard, as if other chickens were borrowing the nest to lay eggs.

Qibao staggered out, then came back happily with the eggs in his clothes.

"Grandma, look, there are eggs."

The old lady was shocked, "Where did it come from?"

"I found it at the door."

She took the old lady to the door to take a look at the makeshift chicken coop. Although the old lady was suspicious, she didn't doubt it too much.

Some families in the village are too lazy to feed their chickens, so they occasionally let them out to look for food.

She had picked up an egg or two before.

"Okay, I'll cook it for Qibao at noon."

The child was so skinny that his bones were so thin that she didn't dare pull hard for fear that they would fall apart.