I'm going to become rich after being dressed as a five-year-old woman

After returning home, several people put down the things on their backs.

"Cut everything into pieces and put the leaves aside; I need them." She went in to see her little daughter.

"Husband, this... why did you bring this back?" Sure enough, I will be hungry again tomorrow, but fortunately, I have experienced what it feels like to eat white rice, and I have no regrets in death.

"My mother said so."

"Do you want to wash this?"

Ersha touched the back of his head and said, "It shouldn't be necessary. Mother just told us to cut it, but didn't say to wash it."

Several people thought so too and did not dare to make any decision on their own.

It took several people half an hour to cut everything.

But the more they cut this thing, the more itchy their hands became. Several people kept scratching it secretly and didn’t dare to tell Zhao Qiqi.

"mother."

The fifth daughter, Yunyun, was lying on the bed. When she saw her mother standing at the head of her bed, she tried to get up quickly.

"Mom, I'm not lazy. I'll get up and work now."

Zhao Qiqi put his hand on her forehead and said, "The fever is gone. Your body has such a strong recovery ability."

Gu Yunyun felt a little uneasy, wondering why Zhao Qiqi suddenly put his hand on her forehead so gently.

My mother's hands are much softer than my own. They feel cool and comfortable when I touch them.

"Lie down and don't get up."

Zhao Qiqi stopped her from getting up.

Take the next step of making taro yourself.

"Is there any cloth?" Several people shook their heads.

"Then just throw it on the ground to dry." Well, it will dry faster on the ground, and it's getting late now.

Hu Lan didn't know that this was the food Zhao Qiqi was going to eat, so she quickly cleared a space to dry it.

The brothers didn’t ask: Didn’t mom plan to eat it?

"Big Shuan, do you have a tank?"

Shake his head.

Zhao Qiqi was speechless and decided not to ask them if they had anything. It would simply be asking for humiliation.

"Dashuan, go fetch some water. Ersha, go collect some firewood. Santu, go dry the taro. Sipang, go make a fire."

After everything was arranged, Zhao Qiqi returned to his room.

Previously, both she and Gu Yunyun fell down, so Gu Yunyun was arranged to stay in Ersha's room.

Her room has a door, which is closed.

It was pitch dark and there were no windows. I hadn't smelled the room carefully before, and only now did I realize there was a lingering stench.

【Buy three bags of salt, six coins】

【Buy a large jar, 30 coins】

It's so expensive! I gritted my teeth and bought it, so I can pickle other things later.

No matter who asks her to treat others badly, she can't treat herself badly.

Nowadays, her Engel coefficient is as high as over 90%, which is really amazing.

This is the only way to pickle all the taro.

Looking at the big vat in front of her, Zhao Qiqi fell into deep thought. How should she explain this big vat that appeared out of nowhere?

Miscalculated.

Just as she was thinking, a roar came from outside.

"Wife! Get out here. You are a loser. Everyone has food now, but you are so extravagant that you don't have any left. I would rather poison you to death, why do you bring my grandson with you?"

The voice was as loud as a bell, and you could tell it was an old lady's, but it was quite penetrating.

Zhao Qiqi went out with a confused look on his face, not understanding what was going on.

It’s Mrs. Gu.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Don't call me mom. How could my son be so unlucky to marry a wife like you? You are a jinx. If I were you, I would say that Dalin was killed by you. You are a jinx!"

"?" Zhao Qiqi still wanted to say that she was unlucky. Her original husband went out to study and take part in the provincial examination, and never came back.

"Grandma, what's wrong with my mother?" Si Pang stopped her from pointing and gestured in confusion, blinking his eyes and trying to calm grandma's emotions.

"You're still asking what happened to your mother? She wants to kill you so she can eat all the food by herself! Why is she pretending to be out of food? It turns out she wants to cheat food from me and kill you so she won't starve to death alone!"

The more Mrs. Gu thought about it, the angrier she became, and the more she felt that Zhao Qiqi was vicious!

"Mom, what do you mean by lying? I just gave you ten kilograms of wheat a month ago. Now we can't even afford to eat. I wanted to take some back, but you refused. So we'll just have to eat this and die together."

Everyone looked at Zhao Qiqi with horror, thinking that their mother really wanted to kill them.

"You... just go and die, but why are you taking my grandson with you? If you can't support him, I would have told you to let them come back to the old house." Old Mrs. Gu felt a little guilty.

"My son should naturally follow me. Otherwise, how can I explain to Gu Lin when he comes back? If Gu Lin comes back and sees what mother did to me and my son, what will he think?"

Old Mrs. Gu loved Gu Lin very much. He was the only educated one in the family. However, she hated Zhao Qiqi very much and thought that she was not worthy of her son because she was illiterate and very aggressive.

Originally, the old lady was quite nice to Zhao Qiqi on the surface, but since Gu Lin had not returned for three years, the old lady's attitude became worse and worse. In order to please the old lady, the original owner often took things from home to show his courtesy.

"I'll give you five catties of corn. You throw all these away and eat them sparingly. When the rice is ripe, you can return them to me."

When it comes to distributing things, Old Mrs. Gu feels a pang of pain. Zhao Qiqi doesn't care, but she can't really ignore her grandson.

So in the morning, Dashuan went to ask Old Lady Gu for food, but returned empty-handed.

Zhao Qiqi didn't want to agree at first, but she was afraid that Old Lady Gu would keep pestering her and delay the process of pickling the taro.

"You can only eat half a pound of rice at most. If you eat too much, I will punish you!" Old Mrs. Gu gestured as if she was going to punish her.

"Don't worry, mother. I won't eat any of them."

"You...you're not going to eat that calla lily, are you? You're courting death! You damned me for letting my son marry such a fool."

Zhao Qiqi suddenly had an idea: "My mother asked my brother to send me some food, so I won't starve to death."

Old Madam Gu was a little suspicious: "Didn't you have a falling out with your family? Why are they willing to send you things at this time?"

This is also the reason why Old Lady Gu dared to control Zhao Qiqi so easily.

"Even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected. How could my dear mother not care about me?"

Mrs. Gu's face turned blue and red, and she left without saying a word.

This woman must be saying in her heart that I am not good to her, huh.

"Mom, did uncle really send food?" Sipang looked curious. If it was true, they wouldn't have to starve to death.

"Well, go get the big jar and three pounds of rice from my room."

Big jar! Three catties of rice! Big white rice, my uncle is so generous! I just don't know when my uncle became so rich.

The second fool took the lead and agreed, and several people ran in to move.

It's really heavy. I don't know how my uncle brought it here.

To get to their home from Zhaojia Village, one has to come from the village entrance, which is ten miles away from here.

"Daughter-in-law Dashuan, cook this white rice."