Zhenfubao waved his hand and the warehouse was full of grain, and the whole family regretted it

Sun Mei also hurriedly said, "Zhao Qiaoniang, why are you still following us from Linjia Village? You're like a tail, you can't shake it off."

Zhao Qiaoniang frowned and asked, "Who's following you? You've been following us! We've always been ahead of you, okay?"

"You... Humph! You can't even walk steadily, are you starving to death?

If you are hungry, I can give you a steamed bun. All you have to do is kneel down and bark like a dog, and I will give you the bun. How about that? "Sun Mei said with a proud look on her face.

Zhao Qiaoniang's face is covered in dust, she looks really dirty. The others are not much better. They must not have enough food to eat, right?

When the villagers heard the word "steamed buns", they all swallowed their saliva: "If I kneel down and bark like a dog a few times, I can eat steamed buns? I'd love to!"

"Isn't this an insult? Anyone with a bit of integrity wouldn't do that."

"Bah! You can't even eat, what's the point of being so dignified? I'd kneel too!"

Wang Qiuju looked at her with a look of anticipation and said, "Zhao Qiaoniang, this opportunity will never come back again! Kneel down quickly! Here's a steamed bun!"

Sun Mei was afraid that Zhao Qiaoniang wouldn't believe her, so she quickly said with a smile, "Wang Qiuju, go get two steamed buns."

Wang Qiuju hurried back and took out two yellowed steamed buns. She swallowed her saliva and said, "See? They're freshly steamed and smell so good. If you kneel down, you can have some."

Many people nearby drooled and said, "It really is a steamed bun! What kind of life does Lin Qingniu's family live in? They can even afford to eat these coarse flour steamed buns."

"No, I'm starving. Sun Mei, if I kowtow to you a few times, can you give me these two steamed buns?"

Sun Mei said coldly, "That won't work. However... if Zhao Qiaoniang kowtows a few times and barks like a dog, I'll have a few steamed buns at home that I can share with you."

The villagers' eyes turned red: "Zhao Qiaoniang, kneel down quickly! It's just a few kowtows, right? Kneel down and you'll get the steamed buns right away."

"Isn't it? Don't delay us from getting the steamed buns."

"Coarse flour buns! I'm so craving them..."

Everyone was drooling with greed. Lin Dasheng hugged Lin Zao Zao and said:

"Wouldn't it be a waste if we gave them such delicious steamed buns?

Zhao Qiaoniang, my sister-in-law has spoken and given you a way out. Have you had enough of this? Come back now, kowtow a few times!

You see what kind of life our family is living now. It's too hard for you to take care of several children outside.

Those kids are all pale and skinny..."

He looked at the dozen or so children behind Zhao Qiaoniang and was a little dumbfounded. Where were they who were said to be pale and skinny?

Why are these kids so energetic?

Lin Song urged:

"What else do you want to say? Go on. Why don't you say anything? Who's looking pale and thin?

"Have you never looked in the mirror? Who is the one who looks so pale and thin?"

Indeed, Lin Dasheng's complexion did not look very good. Even though he had been eating well recently, he was still too tired from having to poop a lot every day like a donkey.

Plus I have to take care of Lin Zaozao at night, which is definitely an overload.

Old Lady Lin suddenly screamed:

"That's not right! Where do all these children come from?

Zhao Qiaoniang, you are so shameless! You actually use food to feed other people's children? "

There were more and more children here. Old Mrs. Lin seemed to have seen something incredible: "Where did these two children come from?"

She pointed at Su Mingyue and Su Xingchen, and Su Mingyue trembled with fear.

"What does it have to do with you? Is it your place to interfere in my family affairs?" Zhao Qiaoniang looked puzzled.

Old Mrs. Lin was so angry that her chest heaved:

"No, what do you mean? If you give all the food to others, what will happen to my grandson?

Besides, you have food now, won't you be filial to us?"

Zhao Qiaoniang was stunned by what she said: "What? Why should I be filial to you?"

Old Lady Lin pointed at Madam Bai and Master Bai and asked, "What do they have to do with you? You're willing to give them food, so why can't you give me some?"

Mulan laughed angrily:

"How shameless of you! Have you forgotten how Zhao Qiaoniang got out? She was driven out by you guys.

Now that he and Lin Dasheng have divorced, you are still using your elder status to pressure her. How shameless."

Old Lady Lin looked at the things on the wheelbarrow, swallowed her saliva and said:

“She is a member of our Lin family in life and a ghost of our Lin family in death.

Zhao Qiaoniang, if you are sensible, give me everything on the tricycle, otherwise I will... I will take Lin Song and Lin Bai away.

So that you never see them.”

Master Bai sneered:

"You signed an agreement at the beginning, the child belongs to Zhao Qiaoniang, so what?

Now that you see we have food, you want to come and steal it?"

Old Lady Lin snorted coldly and said:

"What do you mean by grabbing food? We just miss our children and want to see them.

Lin Song, Lin Bo, you two, get out of here right now."

Lin Song shouted loudly:

"Didn't you say before that you wanted to sell us? And now you're planning to sell us again?

Why do you have to treat us like this? We...we won’t eat your food.”

The people around were all whispering, "It seems that Lin Qingniu's family has really considered selling off their children."

"That's not the case! They are his own grandchildren, how could he bear to let them go?"

"He has so many sons, why would he be reluctant to give them up? Now that I think about it, why did Zhao Qiaoniang leave the Lin family? It was because the neighbor wanted to sell her children."

"Oh my! Those people from the Lin family are really capable of doing this..."

Old Mrs. Lin thought that everyone in the village would support her, but she was not stupid. Some people had long looked down on her and looked at her with contempt.

Lin Qingniu came out and tugged at her, saying:

"Even if you miss your grandson, you can't make such a fuss. If you really want to see your grandson, can Zhao Qiaoniang stop you?

Qiao Niang, your mother just misses her grandson too much."

Zhao Qiaoniang sneered and said, "Your grandchildren are starving. Why don't you prepare some food for them?"

"Bah! You still have food to feed other people's children, why should I give you food? Who knows if that food can even make it into my grandson's mouth?" Old Mrs. Lin was so jealous.

Her family had no food to eat, but Zhao Qiaoniang had extra food to feed so many outsiders. She was furious when she thought about it.

Lin Dasheng also came over with Zao Zao in his arms. Zhao Qiaoniang looked at him and said:

"Lin Dasheng, take your mother away quickly, why are you making such a fuss here?

You guys don't have any food to eat, so you're relying on me, right?"

Lin Dasheng laughed angrily:

"Zhao Qiaoniang, I thought you had made some progress, but I didn't expect you to be still like this.

Don't worry, we are not so poor that we can't get food. We can eat steamed buns and meat every day. Are you jealous? "