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

Zhuzi calmly took out the bowl of buns from the basket.

"Grandma, my sister said that these buns are soft after being steamed, and they are perfect for you and grandpa to eat."

Lin's mother took the bowl doubtfully.

"Did your sister really say that?"

Zhuzi nodded seriously, "Yes."

Mother Lin's face was filled with relief. "Although she's a little crazy, she's still a girl with a conscience." She turned and looked at the two brothers, Zhuzi and Zhuangzi. "Go back and tell Tang'er to tone it down a bit. A girl who's too aggressive won't be good for her reputation."

The two brothers nodded obediently.

"it is good."

……

In the evening, the father and his two sons who had gone out to work returned home.

Smelling the smell of medicine in the yard, San's face was filled with worry.

"Is anyone sick? Why does it smell so strongly of medicine?" Song Jinbao asked.

"Just now, my second aunt came to our house to make a fuss. Mom was bumped by her and her waist hit the chopping board at the kitchen door. It was the blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicine that Tang'er made for her."

Liu, who was busy in the kitchen with Song Yuntang, responded.

"Is Mom okay?" Song Jinsheng and Song Jinyuan spoke at the same time.

Zhao Qiao'e heard the noise and walked out of the house, holding her waist. "It's okay, Tang'er applied some medicine on me, and it doesn't hurt anymore."

Song Jinbao walked towards her with a frown.

"Why did she suddenly come home and act crazy again?"

Zhuanzi said from the side, "After Second Auntie arrived, she went straight to the kitchen and wanted to take away some of our buns. Mother was right at the kitchen door at the time. Second Auntie was frightened by my sister and rushed out of the kitchen and bumped into Mother."

Song Jinbao sighed helplessly.

"If she comes again in the future, don't open the door for her. Just pretend she's not your sister-in-law." Then he asked, "Is Tang'er hurt?"

Zhao Qiao'e shook her head. "Tang'er is fine. It was Second Sister-in-law who looked quite embarrassed when she left."

Song Yuntang's voice came from the kitchen.

"She deserves it."

With that bump on Ma Zhaolan’s forehead, I guess her eyes will be so swollen that she can hardly open them tomorrow.

It will take at least ten days or half a month to recover.

Zhao Qiao'e looked towards the kitchen helplessly, "Tang'er, it's okay to say this to us, but you still have to be careful with your words outside."

Song Yuntang said calmly, "I'm not stupid."

Zhao Qiao'e's expression softened. "I know our Tang'er is smart, so I've been looking for a matchmaker to arrange a marriage for you. I'm afraid that doing this will delay your marriage."

Song Yuntang pursed his lips.

Another wedding!

She is only sixteen years old, so there is no need to be so anxious, right?

After Song Jinsheng entered the yard, he moved the things directly to Song Yuntang's room, "Tang'er, come and see the good things I brought you."

Song Yuntang, who was burning a fire behind the stove, was wondering when Zhuzi came to her side.

"Sister, go and take a look. I'll light the stove."

Zhuzi Zhuangzi had almost never called the original owner "sister" in front of her, and she didn't pay much attention to her two younger brothers.

Perhaps it was her recent changes that changed the attitude of her two younger brothers towards her, and they even started calling her sister.

Song Yuntang nodded and stood up from behind the stove.

"Be careful."

Zhuzi scratched his head and said, "I started cooking when I was five years old."

Song Yuntang nodded with a strange look on her face. She had forgotten about it and didn't say anything else. She left the kitchen and walked towards her room.

Seeing Song Yuntang, Song Jinsheng said expectantly, "Here, I took the time to make you a dressing table under the guidance of Brother Mazi. What do you think of it, Tang'er?"

There are four table legs, two side-by-side drawers, and an empty slot on top for a mirror. Although the workmanship is simple, every detail is polished to be round and smooth, which shows that a lot of thought has been put into it.

"Looks pretty good."

Song Jinsheng chuckled, "It's just that the bronze mirror is too expensive, otherwise I would definitely buy Tang'er a complete set."

"Don't worry, it's not too late to get married when you have money." Song Yuntang smiled at him, "Thank you, second brother."

She rarely smiles on weekdays, and most of the time her expression is indifferent.

Seeing her clean and bright smile at this moment, Song Jinsheng was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and touched her head.

"Why are you being so polite to your own brother? Is there anything else you want? While I'm still working for Brother Mazi, I'll make it for you."

"There really is something." Song Yuntang didn't bother to be polite with him and took out a piece of paper from under the pillow. "Can Second Brother make this? I originally wanted to ask Brother Mazi to customize it."

Song Jinsheng carefully looked at the picture on the eye paper and looked up at Song Yuntang.

"Is this a medicine box?"

"Yes." Song Yuntang nodded.

Song Jinsheng put the paper away and patted his chest, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Song Yuntang smiled knowingly.

"Looking forward to good news from my second brother."

The dinner was very sumptuous, with not only meat buns but also a small pot of porridge.

Because there were only six buns, Song Jinsheng and Song Yuntang, who had eaten half each at noon, took the initiative to share one. Song Jinbao and his son Song Jinyuan also shared one, and the rest of the people each got one.

Although there is only half a bun, eating it with porridge makes me feel much fuller than just drinking porridge as usual.

After dinner, Song Yuntang fetched a basin of warm water and went to his room. He wiped the sticky sweat off his body with a wet towel several times and changed into clean clothes.

At such times, she missed the bathroom and bathtub of her previous life so much.

Not only is there no bathroom here, but even going to the toilet requires you to tremble with fear of falling, not to mention after going to the toilet.

She was almost traumatized by the use of those leaves.

She put the clothes she had changed into the basin and just opened the door, she found Liu standing at her door.

When he suddenly saw someone standing at the door, Song Yuntang was startled at first, but he quickly calmed down.

"What are you doing standing at my door?"

Liu took the basin from Song Yuntang's hand with some embarrassment and put it aside, then pulled her into the room.

"Tang'er, I want to ask you something."

Song Yuntang nodded, "You go ahead."

Liu lowered her head and gently stroked her belly. Perhaps it was because the food had been pretty good recently, so it was not as flat as it was at the beginning.

"I heard from my neighbor, Mrs. Tian, ​​that when she was four months pregnant with her son, Shitou, the baby would kick her. I'm almost four and a half months pregnant now, so why haven't I seen any movement?"

Song Yuntang stretched out his hand, "Give me your hand."

Liu handed over her hand obediently.

Song Yuntang touched her pulse and withdrew his hand after a moment.

"You are healthy, the baby is healthy, there will be no problem."

Liu was still a little worried, "Then why doesn't he move?"

"It's only a matter of time." Song Yuntang glanced at Liu, then extended his hand to Liu's pregnant belly, stroking it gently while saying softly, "Little lazy boy, if you don't move, your mother will be worried sick."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt as if the palm of her hand was hit by something.

The force is small, but the feeling is clear.