Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

When Tian Guilan heard that Yang Xiuying didn't want the house, she quickly agreed. She couldn't let her mother-in-law mess things up again. "Okay, then I'll give you nine acres of land and two mountains and forests."

Even if the nine acres of land were divided out and the share for himself, the head of the household, and his mother-in-law was added, there would still be fourteen acres left. The forest was of little use. The trees on the mountain were all worthless and could only be used as firewood. At worst, one could just go up the mountain and pick some wild vegetables.

As for the nine acres of land that were divided up, when Yang Xiuying could no longer make a living, it would return to her.

When Zhao's mother heard that nine acres of land were to be divided, she hesitated for a moment, then made up her mind. She planned to give nine acres of the thirteen acres of barren land with no harvest to Yang Xiuying.

"For the sake of the second brother, I will give you nine acres of land. You must learn to be grateful, to be content, and to know when to advance and when to retreat."

Mother Zhao paused and continued, "As for the food at home, you know we only have a few acres of land, and there are so many mouths to feed. We have four children, and as the saying goes, the little ones will spoil the father. Now that we have brought honor to our family and are rich and powerful, it is time to eat more."

"Girls should eat less. Girls need to be thin to look good and be able to marry in the future."

Mother Zhao felt a little guilty as she spoke. She was reluctant to give all the food in the house to these girls, and wanted to leave it for her eldest grandson.

Yang Xiuying didn't want to listen any more, so she interrupted, "Mother-in-law, just give us some food. My seven daughters are all hardworking. The Zhuang family believes that as long as they work hard, there will be no shortage of food for the family."

She didn't want to eat black flour steamed buns or wild vegetable porridge. She came from China, the country with the largest grain production in the world. She wanted to eat rice and meat for every meal. Meat!

The village chief paused, knowing Xiuying and her daughter were diligent, and he didn't argue with his mother-in-law. Looking at the hunched mother and daughter before him, he sighed and said, "It's only February now. Rice here is planted in late April or May, and harvested in late September. Sister-in-law Zhao, you must leave enough food for Xiuying and her daughter for the next harvest."

Xiuying's eyes lit up when she heard this. The rice planted in late April and May has a growing period of 120 to 150 days. The geographical location of Futian Village should be similar to that of southern China.

When Tian Guilan heard the village chief's tone that he wanted to help those girls, and then looked at Yang Xiuying who was looking down and thinking about something, she thought to herself that something was wrong. This little whore was obviously thinking about the food at home!

Tian Guilan pulled her mother-in-law's sleeve and said, "If these traitors get more food, what will her son eat?"

Mother Zhao understood and said to Xiuying earnestly, "Xiuying! During the years since the second son left, it's been thanks to your eldest brother finding work in the city to supplement our income. Otherwise, with those few acres of land, we wouldn't have been able to afford to eat even black-faced steamed buns."

At this point, Yang Xiuying understood clearly that Zhao's mother didn't want to give her more food, and she didn't want it either. However, she couldn't let Zhao's mother get away with it. If she didn't want any food, it would probably arouse suspicion given Zhao's mother and Tian Guilan's suspicious nature.

Yang Xiuying acted submissive and said meekly, "I don't want much food. Just give it as you see fit, mother-in-law."

The old village chief shook his head. He knew that the second daughter-in-law of the Zhao family was easy to talk to, but he didn't expect that she could be so generous when it came to food.

Zhao's mother and Tian Guilan smiled at each other. Yang Xiuying was indeed a brainless person and a coward. If she left the Zhao family, she would only starve to death.

The coarse earthenware bowls in the house were divided among the people. The iron pot was a valuable item, so Zhao's mother was reluctant to give it away. She gave the kitchen knife to Yang Xiuying, and also gave her two backpacks and a clay pot. The larger items in the house were not divided.

Tian Guiying smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, if I were you, I would be filial to my mother-in-law. How can a married woman survive without her husband's family? What's more, she has seven little girls to support. The little girls will eventually get married. You can only wait to live a lonely life!"

"You live your life for yourself, not for others to see." Yang Xiuying smiled and said, "Besides, I don't think women are inferior to men. Women have hands and feet just like men, and women can do the same as men. As a woman, your sister-in-law looks down on other women. Isn't that looking down on yourself?"

Tian Guilan hadn't expected Yang Xiuying, who couldn't even say a word on a normal day, to say something like this. She was stunned for a long moment before she said, "...Rice planting is in two months. Plowing the fields is physically demanding, but in this area alone, women can't compare to men!"

Tian Guilan was full of confidence when she said this. In the past, when it came to farming, the head of the family would take the four boys to work in the fields, and the seven girls were all doing the work of planting rice. Now that the girls have been divided out, they are afraid that they can't even lift the plow or harrow. Thinking of this, Tian Guilan felt more and more proud.

Yang Xiuying rolled her eyes. "Don't we have oxen to plow the fields? Does my sister-in-law's family treat men like oxen?"

"You..." Tian Guilan's chest heaved with anger as she pointed at Yang Xiuying and cursed, "Do you know there's not a single cow in the entire Futian Village? I want to see if you can produce a cow when the time comes. I'm telling you, don't come begging me when the time comes!"

Yang Xiuying smiled and said, "I also hope that sister-in-law will remember what I said today."

Tian Guiying was so angry that she was fuming. She already had a man, and he was also very strong. Not only did she have a man, she also had four sons. If she could get rid of these burdens, her life would only get better in the future.

Mother Zhao looked at Yang Xiuying with a gloomy expression: "You are the only one who talks big. I won't say anything else to you. I will give you two bags of wheat bran, one bag of flour, one bag of millet, and half a bag of rice."

Seeing Yang Xiuying remained silent, Zhao's mother immediately felt that she had given too much. These girls used to only eat wild vegetable porridge at home. How could they not be happy to be given such good food? Or was she just too kind-hearted?

"You're just full of big talk. I want to see if these girls you've raised will ever get married? Who will take care of them in their old age?"

Yang Xiuying smiled and said, "Hasn't mother-in-law heard that raising a daughter is a good deed? Raising a daughter brings prosperity to three generations! My daughters don't need to take care of me in my old age. I just want them to be healthy and happy!"

Mother Zhao was so angry that she choked and started cursing: "You jinx, you killed my son and gave birth to seven ungrateful bastards. My poor son, you killed him and didn't even leave a single offspring. Poor old woman, I have such a miserable life."

Seven little carrot heads stood up at the same time

"Dad, it wasn't Mom who killed him."

"Mother, you are the best mother."

"Our mother is not a jinx."

Mother Zhao raised her hand and was about to strike. If these girls were not punished for a day, they would climb up the roof and tear off the tiles.