Crossing Over to Yamada Love

After chatting for a while, Mo Quan and Mo Changhe returned from the fields. They were delighted to see Qiu's family and quickly sat down together to chat.

"Changhe, go and get some liquor. You can have a good drink with your father-in-law later." Wang called her son over, handed him 15 coins, and told him to go buy liquor.

"Changhe, don't go. We have to go back later. Let's not drink this wine." Mo Lan's grandfather hurriedly stood up and stopped Mo Changhe.

"Brother, please sit down. Let Changhe go. I also want to have a good drink with you." Mo Quan chuckled and pulled Qiu Shi to sit down.

“Yeah, brother, sit down and make yourselves comfortable. We’ll have to have a couple of drinks at noon,” Mo Jin chimed in from the side.

Mo Changhe had just taken the money and gone out to buy liquor.

"When are we going to eat? We're starving!" Cui's loud voice came from the doorway.

"Oh, so that's why we haven't started eating yet. We've got guests. The whole family's here. Second sister-in-law must be so happy and busy. I wonder what good things our mother-in-law and her family have brought for us to eat?" Cui looked at the room full of people with a mocking smile and spoke sarcastically.

"Isn't this Changsheng's house? I've been here for half a day and haven't seen anyone. I thought you weren't home. Oh, this old woman wanted her daughter and grandson to come and see them. I didn't bring anything, just came to freeload a meal. You won't mind, will you?" Qiu Changshi clearly knew Cui Shi well and wasn't embarrassed by what she said. Her smile was also warm.

"How could I dare to take offense? You are my second sister-in-law's mother. If I dare to say anything, I'm afraid the people in this family will eat me alive!" Cui said with a sneer.

"Are you hungry?" Wang asked her gently.

"Hmm, it's already so late..." Cui said hastily, glancing at her aunt's ambiguous smile, and unconsciously changed her words: "I'm not hungry. I'll go see if the kitchen needs my help. Aunt, you keep my in-laws company."

After saying that, she hurriedly turned around and walked out, muttering to herself, "What's wrong with me? Why do I feel a little scared when I see her eyes?"

Mo Lan found it amusing; it seemed that Cui Shi had learned her lesson. She knew that her grandmother wasn't as easy to mess with as before.

"Look at you, so in such a hurry. There are so many people in the kitchen, do you really need to go? They'd think you're superfluous." As soon as she finished speaking, someone came in through the door. Everyone looked and saw that it was Madam Feng.

It seems that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law arrived at the appointed time. However, Cui came in first, and Feng, who was at the door, followed her in after hearing that her daughter-in-law had been defeated.

"Mother, I didn't want to either, but my aunt's face was too frightening," Cui muttered to her mother-in-law.

"Useless!" Madam Feng scolded her, then put on a fake smile and walked towards the kang (heated brick bed), saying, "Oh, my dear in-laws are here. This is a rare guest. I've been so busy that I haven't had a chance to chat with you, please don't mind. My sister-in-law is so lucky. She sits on the kang and doesn't care about anything. Unlike us, who are all destined to toil." Madam Feng sighed as she spoke. But her fake demeanor was nauseating.

"Didn't Second Aunt and Third Aunt stay inside the house the whole time? I only saw my grandma, my mother, and my eldest aunt at home. They were all busy, and even Little San'er went with me to dig dandelions. Why did Second Aunt say that my grandma was idle?" Mo Lan asked with wide eyes, puzzled.

"Hehe. There's a lot to do inside too. What do you know, girl! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." Madam Feng was embarrassed when Mo Lan exposed her lie in public, so she could only scold her sternly.

Mo Lan saw Second Master glaring at Madam Feng and Madam Cui, and thought to herself, "Serves you right for badmouthing my grandmother in front of everyone, saying she does nothing." Although everyone understood the implication, the words were still unpleasant. Besides, Qiu Dajun and Qiu Yuzhen were both minors. They might take it to heart.

"You two go help your eldest daughter-in-law and the others with some chores. How can you leave your in-laws to do all that work?" Mo Jin said with a dark face. His wife and daughter-in-law always embarrassed him in front of others; they had completely ruined his reputation.

“It’s such a small place. If we go any further, there won’t be any room to move around. Besides, I’m the elder, so there’s no reason for an elder to go and do chores.” Feng ignored Mo Jin’s words and plopped down on the kang.

"Yes, yes. Auntie, you should rest. Let the younger ones do the work. If you get tired, I'm afraid I won't be able to reason with them." Qiu Changshi found it amusing, but quickly told Feng Shi to rest.

After a few insincere words, Qiu and Liu came over to set the table. Once Mo Changsheng, Mo Zhu, and Mo Ju from the second branch of the family arrived, everyone took their seats at the tables.

Two large tables were set up for the meal, with a large plate of stir-fried shredded potatoes, a plate of stir-fried scrambled eggs with chives, a plate of scrambled goose eggs, a plate of stir-fried pork with dried green beans, a plate of bean sprouts, a plate of dandelion with dipping sauce, and a large bowl of spinach and egg soup.

On the other table was a large plate of white steamed buns and several bowls of sorghum rice. On the men's table, there was a bottle of liquor that Mo Changhe had bought.

Mo Lan knew that even if all the white flour was steamed, it wouldn't be enough for all these elderly people, so her mother and aunt also prepared sorghum rice. In addition, the meat, string bean strips, and bean sprouts were things they didn't have at home, presumably brought over by her maternal grandmother and the others.

"I say, sister-in-law, you've really gone all out! White flour buns and meat. We usually get criticized even for looking at white flour, how come you're being so generous today! It seems that different people have different fates." Madam Feng said sourly, staring at the food on the table.

Wang ignored her, and Cui then spoke up, "It's been so long since I've seen white flour. Usually, Auntie only gives it to my eldest brother. Today, I'll eat more to nourish myself." As she spoke, she reached for the plate of steamed buns.

"Hmph," Wang snorted coldly. Cui paused, and taking advantage of this pause, Mo Lan immediately brought over the plate and placed it in front of Wang.

"What are you doing, you little brat? Are you a reincarnated starving ghost? The adults haven't even touched it yet, and you're already grabbing it!" When Cui saw that Mo Lan had already snatched the steamed bun before she even got a bite, she raised her eyebrows, glared at her, and scolded her loudly.

"Third Aunt, why are you in such a hurry? Lanlan doesn't want to eat. Lanlan bought this flour, so let her divide it." Molan wasn't afraid of Cui Shi's angry expression. She smiled and suggested to everyone.

"Let you divide it? Why should I let you divide it! Who do you think you are?" Cui sneered, shouting defiantly.

“I agree, do you have a problem with that?” Madam Wang interrupted her, speaking coldly.

"Of course... I have no objection. Go ahead and divide it up. It looks like we won't be able to eat these steamed buns." Madam Cui had initially wanted to shout that she objected, but she stopped herself in time. She knew in her heart that she wouldn't be able to eat the steamed buns.

Mo Lan looked at the steamed buns on the plate. There were six in total. How should they be divided?

"Grandma, this biggest one is for you." She took one for her grandma first.

"You silly child, the steamed bun should have been given to your mother first, why did you give it to me first?" Qiu Changshi scolded Mo Lan playfully, but her eyes were full of smiles. She was very happy that her granddaughter thought of her first.

"Grandma, then take it. If you don't take it, my grandma definitely won't accept it." Mo Lan understood Wang Shi and knew that she would definitely prioritize guests, so she gave it to her maternal grandmother first.

"Then?" Qiu Changshi glanced at Xiao San'er and Mo Mei, wanting her grandson to eat, but she hesitated and didn't say it.

Mo Lan put the steamed bun in her grandmother's hand and said softly, "If you don't take it, we won't be able to eat it. Take it."

Qiu Changshi was taken aback. Yes, if she didn't eat, and with the second wife's family around, it wouldn't be the children's turn to eat anyway. She should just take it and share it with the children later.

Mo Lan picked up another steamed bun and handed it to her aunt, saying with a smile, "Aunt, this is for you. Don't refuse. Although we are relatives, you are guests when you come in. Good things should be given to guests, right?"

Qiu Huangshi laughed heartily, took the steamed bun, and said loudly, "Then Auntie won't stand on ceremony. Our Lan girl is so sensible."

Mo Lan smiled at her, then picked up another one and gave it to her second aunt.

Before Mo Lan could say anything, her second aunt smiled and said, "It's from Lan Lan, so I'll accept it. I can't not appreciate Lan Lan's kindness, can I?" She then smiled and said that.

Mo Lan smiled at her. Although her second aunt had some ulterior motives, she treated her maternal grandmother and the others quite well. She also got along well with her eldest aunt. Whenever her mother took them back to her maternal grandmother's house, she was always hospitable and never mistreated them.

Mo Lan picked up another one and handed it to her cousin Qiu Yuzhen.

Before Qiu Yuzhen could even take the steamed bun, Cui Shi shouted, "What? You're giving it to a little girl? It's one thing to give it to an adult, but what kind of guest is she? She doesn't need steamed buns. There's plenty of sorghum rice. Just let her eat her fill."

Her words startled Qiu Yuzhen, who immediately withdrew her hand, her face turning slightly red, probably from embarrassment.

Mo Lan shoved the steamed bun into her hand, glanced at Cui Shi, and said, "Little girl is also a guest. Does Third Aunt not treat Sister Ju'er like a human being? If that's really what Third Aunt thinks, then I won't give her the steamed bun."

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can your sister Ju'er be compared to her?" Cui glared at Mo Lan with displeasure.

Mo Lan ignored her. There were only two steamed buns left on the plate. She considered giving them all to the eldest son's family, but if she did, she figured Madam Feng would make a scene. With her maternal family present, she was worried about her grandmother losing face. So she decided to give one to each son's family. They wouldn't be short of food. She would earn money in the future so everyone could eat white flour steamed buns every day.

Mo Lan picked one up and gave it to Wang Shi. Wang Shi didn't say anything and took it. She doted on Mo Lan now, and generally cooperated with Mo Lan's ideas.

Mo Lan handed the last steamed bun to Madam Feng. She raised her little face and said to Madam Feng, "Are you satisfied, Second Madam? I got one, and you got one, just the same."

Madam Feng glanced at her and said with a forced smile, "How could I dare to have any objections? Even a child in this house can act as my own home and make all the decisions. If I dared to have any objections, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have any pickled vegetables to eat tomorrow."

Mo Lan's smile grew even sweeter: "It's good that you don't have any objections, Second Mistress. Let's start eating." After saying that, she thought for a moment, as if she had made a very important decision, and said seriously: "Don't worry, Second Mistress, Lanlan will definitely make sure you have pickled vegetables with every meal."

Several people at the table couldn't help but laugh; this girl really knows how to annoy people.