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

When a big pot of dumplings was put into the pot, everyone present was stunned. No one had ever seen so many meat-filled dumplings at one time.

"Mom, let me scoop it up for you first."

Mother Zhao glanced at Old Lady Gu and picked up the bowl to eat dumplings with dignity. She knew that raising a daughter was still of some use.

But then she was dumbfounded. How come these boys and girls can eat so much?

She originally thought that since she had eaten her fill today, she wouldn't have to go back for dinner in the afternoon, thus saving food and water.

In a short while, the dumplings on the table disappeared at the speed of whirlwind.

Mother Zhao glanced at Zhao Qiqi, but she didn't feel comfortable telling the Gu family that she was not full.

No matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn't bring herself to say something like asking Old Madam Gu to leave and let her move in.

I just hate that group of thieves for burning down Gu’s house.

Xiang thoughtfully filled two wooden buckets with water and placed them at Zhao Licheng's feet.

He looked at the two full buckets of water, and couldn't say no as they had been short of water for so many days.

On the way, Zhao Licheng took two steps and stopped, and Xiang fanned the flames beside him: "Hey, brother-in-law, this is also for your own good. Look, how filial you are."

Zhao Licheng was carried on it, and Xiang was accompanying him all the way. The barrel couldn't hold even a little bit of space.

On the way, Xiang met some puzzled villagers and explained loudly that this was her sister-in-law's mother and that the water was from their own yard, not from the mountain. She said she could not go against filial piety and asked the villagers to bear with her.

It sounded like Zhao Qiqi was some obedient daughter who was kidnapped by filial piety. Zhao Licheng felt a lump in his throat.

Didn't I hear that Zhao Qiqi and the Xiang family didn't get along before? Nine out of ten sentences were about quarreling, and now they were biting each other for her!

"Brother, I'll drop you off here. Be careful on your way back."

"Oh, right." Xiang seemed to have remembered something and quickly added, "If you come over someday, brother-in-law, please bring the barrel with you. As you know, a lot of things were burned in our village, and there are indeed fewer wooden barrels."

Zhao Licheng wanted to speed up and leave, but Xiang was standing at the entrance of the village and watching them go. If he showed any intention of stopping, she wanted to chase him several times to see what was going on.

Zhao Licheng put down two wooden barrels full of water and finally reached the corner where Xiang could not see him.

Zhao Licheng spread out his hands to look at them. Both of them were red and scratched. When Zhao's mother saw it, she felt so distressed that she spat on Zhao Licheng's hands twice.

Zhao Licheng hadn't reacted yet and pulled his hand back, but unfortunately his mother had already spread it evenly: "Mom, what are you doing? Isn't it disgusting?"

Mother Zhao looked at Zhao Licheng with a look of pity and flattery in her eyes: "Mother, I am just thinking about disinfecting your skin so that it will heal faster."

Seeing that Zhao Licheng didn't appreciate it, Zhao's mother quickly took the two buckets and tried to lift them up: "Don't worry, mother will carry them, mother will carry them."

Zhao Licheng shook his head, which made his mother very happy. It turned out that her son was a loving person. It was all because that damn girl Zhao Qiqi didn't even know to bring her home!

"It's okay, Mom is very strong, Mom..."

Zhao Licheng interrupted Zhao's mother before she could finish her words: "No, I just didn't eat enough. Don't you have some sesame cakes she gave you? Take them out and fill your stomach."

It was true that he ate it to fill his stomach, but more importantly, the dumplings were so fragrant and delicious that oil and soup ooze out when he took a bite, and the skin was very chewy.

Those two sesame cakes were made with the leftover flour and meat filling and fried in oil. They must have been even more delicious. Zhao Licheng was drooling just thinking about it.

Zhao's mother quickly took out two sesame cakes and gave them to her son: "Okay, Mom is hungry too."

Zhao Licheng was a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything in the end. He took out a sesame bun and stuffed it into his mouth in big mouthfuls. He didn't know if he was really scared by the speed at which the boys and girls ate when he was having dinner at Zhao Qiqi's house just now, and he was afraid that someone would snatch the food from him.

It smells so good. It smells so good.

"This damn girl is really lavish with her money. How much oil did she put in this? It smells so good."

Mother Zhao spoke out what was in Zhao Licheng's heart.

He kept stuffing it into his mouth. It tasted delicious, but why did it feel a bit choking?

It's okay, maybe I ate too hastily.

Ahem, what the hell?

Zhao Licheng felt like he was on fire the more he ate. His entire mouth was hot and he couldn't help but snort.

I couldn't even finish my sentences, and tears welled up in my eyes.

Zhao's mother was not much better off; her eyes were blurry from the spicy smell.

"What, what happened?" Zhao's mother was confused and didn't know why this happened. Didn't she just eat one of Zhao Qiqi's pancakes? !

Shaobing, could it be that there is something wrong with Shaobing and Zhao Qiqi is deliberately making trouble for them?

Zhao Licheng held the water in the bucket and started drinking it. He kept drinking and drinking, and a lot of water spilled on the ground.

I used about half a bucket of water.

Zhao Licheng looked at the water in silence, not knowing whether to take it home or drink it directly.

There was very little water left in one bucket, and Zhao's mother wanted to drink the water in the other bucket, but she was afraid that if she drank the water she would be beaten and scolded by Zhao's father, so she forced herself not to drink it.

Zhao Licheng suddenly felt kind and gave some of the remaining water to Zhao's mother. In the end, Zhao's mother returned home with a bucket of water, and the other bucket was kicked into the bushes.

Looking at the bucket of water he brought back, Zhao's father cursed all day long, saying that having a daughter was really useless and would make him poor and stingy all his life.