Thanos's biological daughter in period fiction

Before I came here, quite a few people had already followed me. My mother had inquired about my two older brothers. One of them was even more outrageous, saying that my brother was 19 years old and if we didn't hurry up, he would become an old bachelor.

If his mother hadn't been holding him back, he definitely would have given that person a piece of his mind. His two older brothers are promising, have salaries, and will only be 19 after the New Year; how did they become old bachelors? And what should we call those unmarried men in their forties and fifties in the village?

It's because her mother has rejected too many people lately, which has angered them and led to this outburst. But her mother has definitely remembered this person; she'll have to figure out how to get revenge after they go back.

"Honey, you need to go to the canteen to help make dumplings this afternoon on New Year's Eve. There are just too many people, and the canteen doesn't have enough staff." The political commissar instructed that he could ask a few of his wives to go over and help with his family's New Year's Eve dinner, while he could cook the meal himself, and his wife could go over and help make some dumplings.

Of course, you can eat at the cafeteria if you want, but my wife would probably prefer to go home and have a family reunion dinner with her husband and sons.

"Okay, what time does it start? I'll go a little early. Have someone take me to the canteen then; I don't even know where it is." She'd been here so long, mostly staying at home or wandering around the family compound, never actually going to the main area. So she didn't know which way the canteen was located.

"You can go after your lunch break. Several of the ladies are going to help out, and they'll definitely call you then. You should bring your own apron, since there are so many people and there probably won't be enough aprons." His wife wears an apron when she cooks, and the chefs in the cafeteria also have chef's uniforms, so wearing an apron will prevent you from getting your clothes dirty.

"Okay, we'll have chicken noodle soup today. Go brush your teeth and wash your face before eating. Also, you two stayed up so late last night, so if you don't have anything to do this afternoon, don't go out. Just stay home and rest." I just glanced outside and it started snowing heavily again. I don't know when this snow will end. It's almost Chinese New Year, and all we do every day is shovel snow.

"Eat, eat, eat, I'm coming right away." Xia Yutang quickly got out of bed, folded the blanket in a few quick movements, and stuffed it aside. She learned how to fold blankets so quickly from her father.

How could anyone resist such a flavorful chicken soup? Her mother's hand-pulled noodles were really good, and paired with the fragrant chicken soup and tender stewed chicken, it was simply irresistible.

I don't know if it's because there aren't many oddballs in the residential compound, or because it's too cold with the snow, but those people haven't come out. Anyway, they've been staying here for almost half a month. Except for a beggar who came on the first day, everything has been very peaceful.

The days were so boring, she was practically numb. If she'd known there wasn't anything fun to do here, she wouldn't have come. Anyway, she and her husband saw each other every day, so it didn't really matter whether she came or not.

In the village, he could chat with the girls and listen to the village gossip. Arriving here, he truly felt lost and unfamiliar with the place.

If it weren't for her husband and children being around, she wouldn't have been able to stay here even for a day. Thinking about it, she found something to do. Aside from the occasional visitor, she spent the rest of her time at home adding embroidery to her daughter's clothes to make them look nicer.

Moreover, her craftsmanship was excellent; the embroidered patterns were incredibly lifelike. She knew she couldn't wear it out now, but she could hang it at home to admire it, and wear it when she was old enough. Xia Yutang was very confident; her figure had always been this good.

The boring days passed by one by one, and soon it was New Year's Eve. After confirming several times that her husband could cook, Xia Yutang, along with her mother, followed the guard who had come to guide them to the first canteen.

This first canteen was exclusively for special forces soldiers. Xia Yutang had eaten there twice and didn't find it any different from the other canteens.

Later, I asked her father and found out that the first mess hall mainly made the rations they needed for their missions. Of course, other people could also eat at this mess hall, but since their special forces training ground was nearby, they always ate here, and it eventually became their exclusive ration.

Upon entering the first canteen, the first thing she saw was Tang Qiaoqiao, who was standing by the table causing trouble. The little girl, who had been holding a dumpling wrapper, immediately threw it back into the hands of a short-haired woman as soon as she saw her come in.

"Sister Tang, Aunt Liu, would you like to help make dumplings?" The little girl stared at Xia Yutang with bright eyes.

She likes pretty older sisters the most.

"Yes, Qiaoqiao, are you here to help or to cause trouble?" Xia Yutang reached out and wiped the flour off Tang Qiaoqiao's face. This little girl must have been here for quite a while, look at how much flour was smeared on her face.

"Sister, they're all kids. If they don't know how to make dumplings, they shouldn't get involved. Sister, I'll take you to see some pretty ladies..." Tang Qiaoqiao couldn't stand being here any longer. She wanted to go back, but her mother wouldn't let her run around, so she was stuck here.

Now a pretty older sister has arrived. She's older, so she can go out and play with her. It's not dark yet, so there are definitely still children playing outside.

"Where can we find pretty women here besides the logistics staff?" Apart from the family compound, there are very, very few women working at this site.

"Those are the sisters who sang and danced yesterday. I wonder where they live now. Let's go and see..." The girl was actually quite curious herself, but she finally managed to overhear her mother and aunt talking about where the performing arts troupe was staying.

I haven't had a chance to go see it before, and I don't know if the pretty lady can take me there?

"Didn't they say they left? And I saw their car leave the camp on the third day after the performance. Where are you going to look for them now?" This little girl must have been cooped up at home all day and become stupid. Otherwise, how could she not know that the cultural troupe had already left?

"Gone? No way, there's still one left. I saw her yesterday, the lady who played the piano..." Tang Qiaoqiao was referring to the little girl who performed on stage that day, and she was still fiddling with her hands, imitating how the lady had played the piano.

"Then she must have some relatives or friends here, or she can stay here because she doesn't need to continue performing." Xia Yutang was more inclined to believe that the girl was someone's daughter or sister here.

"Sister, do you have an older brother or a younger brother?" The older sister is so beautiful; her older or younger brother must be very handsome too. She wants to marry a good-looking man, so she needs to be selective first.