The moon falling to the ground

Jian Xiaohe's face turned red and she glared at Jian Yue angrily.

Jian Yue went to the kitchen to get some water to wash her face, and went to the backyard to collect the dried poisonous weeds.

Without any tools, she found a smooth stone the size of a palm, crushed the poisonous weeds on the stone, cut a thin bamboo tube with a kitchen knife, and put the prepared medicine powder into the bamboo tube.

There was still a last ray of afterglow in the sky when Jian Dacheng and his wife returned.

The stove was cold at home, with no one cooking and no boiled water chilled in advance.

In the past, when the couple went out, they would leave rice and flour for the original owner, and ask the original owner to cook and boil water. Today, Qian left in a hurry and forgot to leave rice and flour for cooking.

The two were so thirsty that their throats were smoking. Seeing that there was no boiled water in the kitchen, Qian's anger rushed straight to her head: "Jian Zhaodi, are you dead? You don't even know to boil some water to cool it down. What are we going to drink?"

Jian Yue leaned against the door frame and said slowly: "Drink some cold water! It's cool and quenches your thirst."

"How can you drink raw water?" Qian blurted out. The atmosphere suddenly stagnated after she said that. She subconsciously looked at Jian Yue and saw Jian Yue smiling: "So you also know that you can't drink it! But I have been drinking it since I was a child. Mother, when you wake up in the middle of the night, won't your conscience hurt?"

Qian's face flushed red, and her eyes pierced Jian Yue like knives.

Jian Dacheng came over and said, "Didn't you buy new clothes and shoes for Zhaodi? Why don't you give them to her?"

Qian reluctantly threw the bag in her hand to Jian Yue: "Here you go!"

Jian Xiaohe, who was hiding in Jian Huaian's room, ran out immediately after hearing about the new clothes: "Mom, are you buying new clothes for me?"

Jian Dacheng glared at him and said, "It's none of your business. Go away."

Jian Xiaohe noticed the bundle in Jian Yue's arms and looked at Qian Shi in disbelief: "Mother, you actually bought new clothes for the cheap...Jian Zhaodi, but not for me?"

Qian's face turned ugly.

She was unwilling to buy it for Jian Zhaodi because the head of the family told her to calm her down first and teach her a lesson in the evening.

"Mom, you don't care about me anymore, you are partial!" Jian Xiaohe stomped his feet and shouted. I remembered that I was beaten up by Jian Zhaodi this afternoon, and suddenly, an endless grievance surged into my heart and ran into Jian Huaian's room crying.

Qian has a headache.

The little daughter was spoiled by her and didn't understand a mother's heart at all.

Qian glared at Jian Yue: "I've bought you clothes and shoes, why don't you go boil water and cook."

Jian Yue acted as if she didn't hear anything. She turned around and went into the house with her bag, then closed the door with a bang.

Jian Dacheng & Qian: ...a fire that spread like wildfire started in my heart.

In the end, it was Qian who cooked dinner. She went to the backyard to pick vegetables and saw that the chicken coop and pigsty were not cleaned and there were two eggs missing from the chicken coop. She was so angry that she almost exploded. However, thinking of her plans for the evening, she endured it.

I picked two green leafy vegetables and made a pot of egg dumpling soup. I used two bowls of flour for the dumplings, half black flour and half white flour. I put two eggs in the pot, but didn't break them.

Jian Yue opened the bundle. The gray-blue coarse cloth clothes were scratchy to the touch. The inner clothes were not pure cotton either. They were gray and dull in color. They were made of the lowest quality fabrics. The two pairs of shoes were black cloth shoes, like the shoes that boys wear. She tried them on. Fortunately, they fit her feet, so she didn't care.

The color of the clothes was like what the elderly wore, and they were a bit baggy, but Jian Yue didn't mind. At least it was better than having patches on top of patches, right?

Estimating the time it would take for the meal to be ready, Jian Yue opened the door and came out.

Qian and Jian Xiaohe were carrying bowls into the main room. Seeing Jian Yue coming out, Jian Xiaohe snorted coldly. The two entered the main room, and Jian Xiaohe immediately closed the door.

Jian Yue entered the kitchen and found only washing water in the pot, which was not left for her at all. It seemed that Jian Dacheng ignored what she said in the afternoon.

Jian Yue picked up the flint, grabbed a handful of firewood, piled it at the door of the main room and lit it.

Jian Xiaohe in the room was looking very proud: "If we don't give her food, what can she do? She deserves to drink swill."

A beam of firelight shone through the crack in the door. Jian Dacheng, who was facing the door, stood up suddenly.

Qian was startled: "Boss, what's wrong?"

"Mom, why is there smoke?" Jian Xiaohe, who had her back to the door, had a keen nose and smelled the smoke first. She stood up and walked to the door, leaning over the crack to look out.

"Ah! Cough cough cough... Dad, Dad, it's bad, Jian Zhaodi is going to burn us to death." Jian Xiaohe was so scared that his voice broke.

Jian Dacheng hurriedly opened the door, and a wave of heat hit him in the face, almost suffocating him.

There was a fire burning at the door. Jian Yue crossed her arms and looked at the three people in the room jokingly: "I'll give you some different fireworks."

Qian was so angry that her head was buzzing with pain: "Jian Zhaodi, how dare you? How dare you? You murdered your relatives, which is extremely treasonous! God, please send thunder to kill this unfilial beast!"

Jian Yue chuckled: "If God has eyes, he will kill you first. After all, you are completely devoid of conscience and have done more evil than me."

"You! You evil creature! You evil creature!" Qian was almost mad with anger.

Jian Dacheng's eyes were also blazing with fire, and his fists were clenched. He tried hard to suppress his anger and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Di, put out the fire quickly, and I will let you go into the main room to eat."

"Oh! Really?" Jian Yue looked as if she didn't believe him.

Jian Dacheng felt a lump in his throat, and said patiently, "Really, Dad keeps his word."

"Okay! I'll trust you this time." Jian Yue went to the kitchen and fetched a basin of water, pouring it on the burning firewood. A thick smoke rushed into the house.

The three people standing at the door were caught off guard and their eyes were choked by the smoke, causing them to cough.

"Cough cough cough, damn Jian Zhaodi, so hateful!" Jian Xiaohe was so upset.

Qian also kept cursing.

As soon as Jian Dacheng opened his eyes, he saw Jian Yue reaching out to take his bowl.

"What are you doing? When did you come in?" He didn't even notice Jian Yue coming in. Jian Dacheng took two steps at a time and walked to his seat, protecting his bowl.

Jian Yue retracted her hand regretfully: "I saw that bowl had the most eggs, it turned out to be Dad's bowl. Dad, can we switch?"

Jian Dacheng stared at Jian Yue and said, "Zhao Di, I have allowed you to come in to eat. Don't push your luck."

"Okay!" Jian Yue pulled a stool and sat down, then picked up the bowl and started eating.

Jian Dacheng, Qian Shi, and Jian Xiaohe all looked at her silently.

"Eat! Why aren't you eating? Why are you always looking at me?" Jian Yue pretended to put down her chopsticks.

Jian Dacheng said quickly: "Eat! Eat quickly, it will be dark soon, and you will have to waste lamp oil if you can't see."

The three of them sat down and picked up their bowls to eat. While Jian Dacheng and Qian were eating, they glanced at Jian Yue's bowl with hidden eyes.

The weather was hot and the food cooled down slowly, so the four of us didn't eat very fast.

Jian Yue was sweating while eating.

Qian’s cooking skills are good and the dumpling soup she makes is delicious.

Jian Yue was the first to finish eating and took her own bowl out to wash it.

Qian and Jian Xiaohe both remained silent, which was unusual, and did not say anything unpleasant.

Jian Yue washed the pot and boiled water for a bath...