The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

Jiang had no choice but to accept the copper coin.

She gave the little girl a steamed bun, and because it was too hot, she also gave her a bowl to put it in.

"Auntie, let's take this bowl back first. After Xiaohua finishes eating, I will wash it and bring it to you." said the woman.

Jiang said hurriedly, "Okay, you guys take it first."

The woman thanked him and took Xiaohua home.

Jiang looked at their backs as they left, sighed, and turned to look at Song Yuntang.

"Fang Miao is a pitiful person. Although they lived in poverty before, their family was quite harmonious. Her husband is an orphan who grew up eating at many families' homes. After getting married, he became very motivated. If he hadn't broken his leg while hunting in the mountains two years ago, their life would probably be much better now."

"The man had a lame leg and was in a bad state for a while. Fang Miao had to do all the embroidery work by herself and also look after a one or two-year-old child."

"Her husband hasn't tried to commit suicide yet, but he spent a lot of money on his medical treatment. Everything the family needs to eat and use has to be spent, and the family often has trouble making ends meet."

Song Yuntang listened quietly without saying anything.

Everyone has his own life.

Some people are born with a silver spoon in their mouth.

Some people are born to experience the sufferings of the world.

These things are really not something you can control.

Xu Yongwang rocked in the recliner and whispered, "It's Guixi himself who can't handle the burden. In the past few years, Fang Miao had to take care of him and the children. During the busy farming season, she had to work in the fields, and when she had free time, she had to embroider handkerchiefs. Life was already so difficult, and he still had to cause trouble every now and then. Although his broken leg is pitiful, he really shouldn't have caused Fang Miao more trouble."

Jiang glanced at him.

"If this happened to you, you would be honest."

Xu Yongwang sat up and looked back towards the kitchen. "Why are you dragging me into this?"

"I think you're speaking lightly," Jiang asked. "I asked you to go and find out about Cheng's affairs. When will you go?"

"Go here."

After Xu Yongwang finished speaking, he stood up, hummed a little tune and went out.

Jiang placed all the steamed buns on a bamboo tray and walked out of the kitchen carrying it. "Tang'er, your steamed buns are even better looking than the ones we buy in town. They're round and plump."

Song Yuntang, who was making pills under the eaves, smiled faintly. She was focused on the work in her hands and didn't even look up.

"I made a lot today and I can't finish it all in a short time. Mom, do you want to send some to my grandparents and uncle's house?"

Twenty-six steamed buns and fifteen dumplings.

No matter how much a family of four eats, they probably won’t be able to finish it in a day or two.

"Okay, I'll pack some and ask Wencheng to deliver it."

Jiang placed the bamboo tray on the table and took out two pieces of oil paper. She wrapped two steamed buns and two dumplings on one piece, and three dumplings and three steamed buns on the other piece.

"Wencheng, send some buns and steamed buns to your grandparents' and uncle's house. The smaller ones are for your grandparents, and the bigger ones are for your uncle. He has a big family, so I took two extra."

"coming."

Xu Wencheng took the things and ran out of the yard.

Song Yuntang prepared the pills in his hand, stood up, went to the main room, took out a steamed bun and put it in his mouth to chew.

The white flour is very fragrant and has a hint of sweetness. It does take some effort to knead the dough myself, but it tastes much better than the ones I bought outside in my previous life.

After finishing the steamed bun, she picked up another bun, broke it in half, and handed one half to Jiang.

"Mom, you try it too."

"Hey."

Jiang took the bun stuffed with chives and eggs and took a bite.

"It's delicious. The dough is fluffy and chewy, and the chives and eggs are neither salty nor bland, just right."

Song Yuntang nodded, "Looks like we can add one more food to the shop."

Jiang looked at her.

"Is it steamed buns?"

Song Yuntang shook his head and said, "Shengjianbao."

The steamed buns and steamed buns are not distinctive enough.

As far as she could remember, she had never seen anyone selling shengjianbao in the town or the county. This business was the first of hers, and it should bring some popularity to the shop.

Jiang was puzzled.

"What are shengjianbao?"

"After we finish eating the buns and steamed buns we made this time, I will make some for mom to try." After she said that, she took another bite of the bun in her hand.

Now that I have eaten half a steamed bun, dinner is basically solved early.

After delivering buns and steamed buns to the two families, Xu Wencheng's first thing when he returned home was to go to the main hall and take a bun and chew it.

I didn’t eat enough at noon, so I’m already feeling hungry before mealtime.

After eating two buns and a steamed bun in a row, he felt less hungry. He washed his hands and went under the eaves to help Song Yuntang.

Xu Yongwang went out for a walk for half an hour and returned home excitedly.

"Wife, Cheng was beaten by Brother Xingsheng."

"You didn't ask us to pay for the medicine, did you?" asked Jiang.

Xu Yongwang shook his head. "No, Brother Xingsheng wouldn't let us do it. He said the Cheng family was the one who started this and it's none of our business."

After hearing this, Jiang smiled and pointed to the main hall.

"The buns are still hot. Do you want to try some? The kids have already eaten, so they probably won't be hungry tonight. I won't be cooking tonight."

It was rare that Jiang was so kind to him today, and Xu Yongwang was happy to see it.

"Okay, I'll try it too."

……

At night, Song Yuntang was lying in bed when he suddenly felt a warm current under his body.

She got up quickly, took the basin and went to the kitchen.

I originally wanted to try my luck and see if there was any hot water on the stove, but I didn't expect that there was a full jar of water warming on the stove.

Perhaps Jiang heard some noise in the yard, so she put on her clothes and came outside.

"Tang'er, are you in the kitchen?"

"Mom, it's me."

Hearing the sound, Jiang lit the oil lamp and went to the kitchen, where she saw Song Yuntang scooping water.

"You're having your period too?"

Song Yuntang was a little surprised.

"How did mother know?"

Jiang straightened the clothes on her shoulders and said, "I didn't remember it at first. Before Qingye left, he specifically told me to keep an eye out for you if you came back at the beginning of the month. So, during the past few days since you came back, I kept some hot water before going to bed, just in case you needed it at night. I kept more water so it wouldn't get cold so easily."

Although she had not been in this family for a long time, she had to say that the Xu family treated her very well.

If Xu Qingye really meets someone he likes and wants to separate from her in the future, even if she doesn't think about him, she will not be able to bear to part with her parents.

After all, even biological children may not be able to do this.

"Mom, you are so nice." She said sincerely.

Jiang smiled and patted her arm.

"You already called me mom, so who else can I be good to if not you? Go wash quickly, and rest early after you're done. Leave the clothes here first, and I'll get up early tomorrow morning to wash them for you. Don't be stubborn now, and don't touch cold water."

Song Yuntang looked at her,

"Mom is having her period too."

Jiang waved her hand and picked up the oil lamp on the stove. "It's okay, mother. Since I gave birth to two children, my menstrual period has not been so painful."

Song Yuntang walked out with the basin in his hand. "That's something I have to pay attention to. I'll wash the clothes myself tomorrow. Just warm up some water for me when Mom makes breakfast."

"Okay, since you said so, I'll warm the water for you."

Jiang placed the oil lamp on the desk in Song Yuntang's room and went back to her room to sleep.

After washing, Song Yuntang soaked the clothes in the basin. When he lay on the bed, he felt his abdomen begin to hurt.

She held her stomach and curled up in bed. In the dark night, her little face was pale and her long eyelashes trembled.

……