In the years of famine, the knife in my mother's hand is not bad either

When Jia Zhang's eldest daughter heard her mother-in-law's question, she was shocked.

This old lady in my family is very greedy!

Although my grandfather and the master of the Jia family in town are from the same branch and are related by blood.

But how could a lady from a noble family fall in love with an older boy who is not even a scholar?

But she couldn't say these words openly, otherwise her mother-in-law would think that she looked down on her brother-in-law. Not only would she make her mother-in-law unhappy, but her brother-in-law would also have a problem with her.

I only heard her smile and reply:

"Mother-in-law."

"This marriage is not with the Jia family in town."

"Oh? Then who else could it be that made your mother-in-law come to inquire about it?" Although Mrs. Lin was still asking, her interest was obviously not high.

She has high expectations for her own son, Sanlang!

If she wasn't the youngest daughter of the Jia family, she wouldn't want her third son to get married.

"I won't hide it from you." Jia Zhang's eldest daughter said straight to the point:

"She is the second daughter of the Wang Shen family."

"At noon, Wang Shen offered a reward for anyone who came to propose marriage. If anyone came, they would give 50 coins, which became 500 coins."

"My mother happened to be passing by. After hearing Wang Shen's request, the villagers couldn't bear to save face, so they asked me to come and inquire about it."

After hearing this, Old Mrs. Lin couldn't help but admire Jia Zhang's superb ability to handle things!

She called her daughter home to eat meat at noon, and brought meat back to her family in the evening. She not only received a favor from her family, but also received the reward money from Wang Shen.

As for whether I succeed or not, no one is deceiving me.

"The Wang and Shen family are really crazy!" Old Mrs. Lin sighed and disdainfully refused:

"My Sanlang is going to take the imperial examination next year to become a scholar!"

"Why would that old girl in her family who is in her twenties and still can't get married be thinking about my scholar husband?"

"Don't mention this matter again!"

Under the big locust tree not far away.

The side facing away from the Lin family.

Wang Miaomiao, the second child in Shen Qian's family, secretly listened to Mrs. Lin's scolding and sat on the ground with an ugly expression.

Am I...unworthy?

Sweat was pouring down his forehead.

My body started shaking unconsciously.

She has loved Lin Ze for so long that almost everyone in the village knows her feelings for him. They have been childhood sweethearts, but since they reached the age of marriage, Lin's third son passed the imperial examination.

Old Mrs. Lin no longer allowed Lin Ze to have any contact with her, and this dragged on for eight years!

At the beginning, Lin Ze had promised me solemnly that he would marry me after he passed the imperial examination.

Why... is he just listening from the side instead of standing up and speaking for himself?

Why...during the past five years, he just sat in that small room and never came to recite books under the big locust tree again?

The distraught Wang Miaomiao dragged her empty body and walked towards home step by step.

When she met acquaintances on the road and they greeted her, she just lowered her head and continued walking without making any response.

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The words are divided into two parts.

Outside the yard of Wang Shen’s house.

Two trees as thick as waists were placed at the door. The two brothers Wang You and Wang Liang squatted on the ground, one hand supporting the ground and the other hand touching the tree trunk, breathing heavily!

"I'm so tired after dragging it all the way! My arms are sore and my stomach is empty." Wang You said after panting for a while and feeling that his breathing had evened out a lot.

"This is not a solution. It will take us more than half a month just to cut down the trees and bring them home." Wang Liang wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help complaining.

They originally wanted to borrow their own cows to drag the tree.

But both cows were given to the third brother by their mother, so they didn't dare to ask for anything else.

As for cutting trees and peeling bark on the mountain, the amount of work involved in cutting and chopping is not small, and the noise is also loud. If a wild boar jumps out, the two of them might die there!

For safety reasons, the villagers would cut down trees and then go home to do it.

"Talk to my mother tomorrow afternoon and ask her to use our oxen to pull the tree."

"Otherwise I won't be able to do my work." Wang You said as he was about to get up, but he found that his second sister appeared behind him at some point.

After entering the house, the three siblings went straight to the kitchen.

At this time, my mother must have prepared dinner.

Just as they thought.

Entering the kitchen, I saw sporadic flames from the wood under the stove.

Steam was wafting out from under the wooden lid above.

The familiar taste of corn soup!

Thinking of this, Wang You and Wang Liang didn't even bother to wash their hands and directly took the bowl from the cupboard.

She was eagerly waiting for her second sister Wang Miaomiao to share the porridge.

The moment the lid of the pot is opened, a large amount of steam gushes out of the pot.

The corn porridge cooked in the pot was still as thin as before.

Looking at the rice soup in the pot, Wang You and Wang Liang couldn't help feeling a sense of loss.

Wang Miaomiao's expression, on the other hand, didn't change at all.

This is the normal standard of food at home.

How could she know that her old mother, who had already gone to bed to rest, was eating dry rice, but what she left for them was this thin, clear rice soup?

Looking at the rice grains in the pot, Wang Miaomiao gently scooped up a large spoonful of rice grains, which made Wang You and Wang Liang's eyes light up!

This spoonful can be regarded as half a bowl of dry rice!

But then, under their eager gaze, Wang Miaomiao gently shook the wooden spoon.

As the spoon shakes, the water on the top spills out first.

When the water is poured out, the rice grains inside will leak out half a spoonful at a time.

This made the brothers Wang You and Wang Liang's hearts beat fast!

I cried out helplessly in my heart: Enough! Enough! Stop shaking!

If you shake it again, all the rice grains will be gone!

Finally, when there was still some corn at the bottom of the spoon, Wang Miaomiao stopped!

He took the spoon and poured it into Wang You's bowl.

Then scoop a ladle of 'soup' from the pot to fill the bowl.

Do the same thing.

The second bowl of Wang Liang's rice was on par with Wang You's.

In the resentful eyes of the two men, Wang Miaomiao ate even less rice than them!

Now, no matter how much resentment they have, they can only keep it in their hearts.

After all, the second sister eats less, so are they questioning the unfairness?

This is also the reason why Wang Shen’s predecessor liked to let the second son distribute food to the children.

After they finished their meal, Wang You and Wang Liang just felt that their stomachs were filled. They lay back on the bed in the room, staring blankly at the dark ceiling with their eyes open.

After a long while, Wang You asked:

"Are you asleep?"

"No." Wang Liang responded briefly and patted his belly, making a sound of water shaking.

"Tell me...how did mother discover the wild boar in the mountains?" Wang You asked Wang Liang beside him again.

But Wang Liang was not interested in this. The established facts could not be changed. Why should he spend so much time thinking about how his mother found out?

"Go to sleep quickly. Once the water in your stomach is digested, you might not be able to sleep." Wang Liang said, closing his eyes tightly, trying to fall asleep quickly.

However, the sounds of Wang Tianci and his wife and Wang Wu and his three companions returning from outside the house would always be heard inside!

Wang Liang tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

A wailing sound from the kitchen made Wang Liang sit up from the bed:

"Why is it just porridge?"