We have separated, what does it have to do with me if my husband's family eats bran?

Zhao Xiangxiu hugged the two strings of money tightly, feeling indescribably happy. Cheng Yue was truly her lucky star.

Her second son fainted from hunger and was saved by the steamed bread that Cheng Yue brought. Although Cheng Yue became timid later, it was all the fault of that old woman Zhao.

Now I give her wages to make clothes for her and buy her sweet potato noodles. In just a few days, I have an extra three hundred coins in my hands. It feels like a dream.

"Shuanzi, Zhuzi, you two must remember Aunt Chengyue's kindness, especially Zhuzi. When you were a kid, you fainted from hunger and it was Aunt Chengyue who gave you a bite to eat. Don't forget it!"

"I know, Mom. You say this every year and I can't forget it." Liu Zhuzi replied, scratching his head. Just now his mother was grinning with her teeth bared, and then she turned around and scared him.

He would never forget this even if his mother didn't tell him. He was almost five years old that year, so of course he had memories of it.

Zhao Xiangxiu nodded and said, "With these three hundred coins, plus what mother has saved before, we will have two taels of silver soon. Then the eldest brother won't have to worry about seeing you again."

Liu Shuanzi knew that this was his mother's concern, but he didn't think so in his heart. When the family was divided, his grandparents gave him three acres of land, which was a mandatory requirement of the village head, and he didn't get anything else.

Why would you marry a daughter-in-law if your family can’t even get enough food to eat?

All the money was spent on him, but he had to watch his mother and his younger brothers and sisters suffer, which he couldn't bear.

Not to mention whether anyone is interested in him, even if someone is interested in him, would he let the girl suffer?

However, he only dared to think about this, as saying it out loud would hurt his mother's feelings.

"Mom, there's no rush. After the wheat harvest and planting, I'll find a temporary job and earn some money."

Zhao Xiangxiu interrupted hastily, "Why not? You are already fifteen. If you keep on waiting, the girls from good families are already engaged. You are not allowed to go to work part-time. Qian Niang will find a way."

Ever since Liu Dazhuang got into trouble, Zhao Xiangxiu has been keeping a closer eye on her three children. She is terrified every day, fearing that something might happen to the children.

Liu Shuanzi said several times that she wanted to do odd jobs, but she could never get over the hurdle in her heart.

I don't mind being poor, I don't want anything to happen to my child.

Liu Shuanzi knew what his mother was thinking, so he pursed his lips and said nothing. Liu Zhuzi felt that the atmosphere was not right and quickly changed the subject.

"Mom, don't you think Aunt Cheng Yue is different from before?"

Zhao Xiangxiu groaned and said, "It's definitely different! This is what happens when the family is divided. You can stand up straight and be the master of the family. You will become more powerful!

When we were still together, wasn't mom the same? No matter what your grandma says, mom has to be alert! "

"That's not what I meant. It's just that the whole person has changed. Oh, I don't know how to say it..." Liu Zhuzi frowned and thought for a long time, but couldn't think of the right words.

After Liu Zhuzi said this, Liu Shuanzi also felt that this was the case, but he couldn't describe what he felt.

Zhao Xiangxiu joked casually: "It has changed, it's normal, what do you know! When you get married, I promise I won't torture her, it will definitely not change.

Well, let's go home quickly, your little sister is waiting for us to have dinner!"

After Zhao Xiangxiu finished speaking, she ran forward. She had to go home quickly and hide the money.

The two brothers looked at each other, smiled helplessly and followed.

On the other side, Cheng Yue put away the sweet potato noodles and asked the family to try on clothes.

The villagers are not particularly skilled at making clothes, after all, they just do ordinary sewing and mending.

Zhao Xiangxiu's craftsmanship is average, but it can be seen that she puts a lot of effort into it, and the stitches are very fine.

Except that the clothes of the three siblings were slightly larger, the clothes of hers and Chen An were both suitable.

However, Zhao Xiangxiu said that the child still needs to grow taller, so if the jacket is bigger, he can wear it for one more year.

Few children in the village have ever made new clothes because they grow fast and waste fabric. Most of them just take the leftover clothes from adults and alter or patch them up to continue wearing them. In the final analysis, they still have no money.

The next day.

Except for Chen An, the whole family put on new clothes and looked refreshed.

Chen Lin and his two siblings were reluctant to wear them at first and thought of waiting until Chinese New Year to wear them, but they were also afraid that they would get dirty while they were busy at the noodle stall.

But then I thought that since they were doing business with my mother, if they wore tattered clothes, wouldn't they be laughed at? That would be a loss of face for my mother, so I simply changed them all into new clothes.

The three Chen Lin siblings are good-looking to begin with, and now with new clothes on, they really make Cheng Yue's eyes light up.

The only drawback is that the hair of the three of them is a bit dry and frizzy. Of course, her and Chen An’s heads are not much better.

In her previous life, what annoyed her most was her greasy hair, which she had to wash every two days. But now, even if she doesn’t wash it for a month, her hair is completely greasy.

But this is all caused by not having enough food and malnutrition. According to their current food standards, they will probably be fine after a few months.

After the family finished breakfast, they went to set up the stall as usual. When Cheng Yue arrived at the dock, she didn't see the lady selling wontons. She guessed she wouldn't come today.

The mother and her sons skillfully set up the stove and placed tables, chairs and benches.

The workers at the dock over there had just finished work and all ran over. Regardless of their excited looks, if you didn't know better, you would think they were going to have a fight.

The first man who came yesterday took the lead, slapped the copper coins on the table, grinned and shouted: "Girl! Cook me a bowl quickly, I'm starving! Don't forget to add spicy!"

It tastes so good and the portion is huge. He carried a big bag for the whole afternoon yesterday, but he didn't feel hungry like usual until the end of the day. Normally, he would be starving.

"And me! Mine doesn't want to be spicy!"

"Me, me, me! Cook me a bowl!"

The men who didn't get to eat yesterday ran away very fast. They all crowded in the front, staring at the pot with shining eyes.

Cheng Yue pressed the noodles, smiled helplessly and said: "We have prepared a lot today, there are all kinds of food, don't squeeze, line up properly."

"That's right, why are you squeezing so hard? You have to stand so close to the pot, your saliva is spraying into it!"

"Go away! You blame others for standing in front of you because your legs are short and you can't run fast."

Chen Lin and his two sisters were busy at work while laughing in their hearts. How greedy were these people just for a bowl of noodles?

But when they look at their mother, they feel very proud. They wonder when they will be as capable as their mother!

Cheng Yue acted quickly, and the group of men didn't have to wait long before they wolfed down the noodles. One wave after another, soon the 50 kilograms of noodles were almost finished.

I looked up and saw a familiar face. It was Mr. Chen San. He wanted to eat noodles too?

Uncle Chen looked at the black noodles in the pot and frowned. Are these noodles really that delicious?

The dock workers were talking about this crazy thing yesterday, saying that the taste of a new noodle stall was particularly good and they would never forget it after taking a bite.

He came over to take a look out of curiosity, but when he really saw it, he felt that it was just so-so. What’s more, it wasn’t made of white flour, so how could it be delicious?

"Mr. Chen San, would you like me to make you a bowl?" Cheng Yue looked at him with a puzzled expression. She knew it was because she had never seen or eaten this kind of coarse grain.

In the eyes of rich people, these are things that only poor people eat.

Mr. Chen Sanye has an extraordinary temperament, and anyone with a discerning eye can tell that he is not an ordinary person.