Sun walked out of the crowd.
She originally expected other aunts and sisters-in-law in the village to raise objections, but no one said a word, so she was the only one to be the villain.
She had calculated that after her sister-in-law came back in the past two days, she bought a lot of things. She roughly estimated that she could earn at least two hundred cash a day. No other family in the village could earn that much in a month.
I earn two hundred cents a day and only give them two cents per catty. Isn't it too stingy?
Mrs. Sun said confidently: "The winter flowers are still so small. As soon as I heard that my eldest aunt needed lanterns, I immediately went up the mountain to look for them. I only got four cents after searching for them for a whole day. Can my sister-in-law increase the price if appropriate?"
When Mrs. Sun said this, the other women in the yard immediately looked at each other.
Although they have not thought about raising the price, if they can raise the price, it would be a good thing. Who would think it is too much money.
Cheng Wanwan curled her lips and smiled. She stood up and said, "The winter flowers are indeed a bit small, and the wheat tiger seeds are too small. It's really not worth going up the mountain for a few pennies. I didn't think about it." I understand. From now on, I will leave the matter of picking lanterns to our two dogs, three cows, and Dawang and Erwang, so I won’t bother you all."
Upon hearing this, the eyes of all the women present widened.
A pound of lanterns costs two cents, and a half-year-old child can go to the mountains for half a day to find two pounds. They even plan to help pick some in exchange for money. How can such a good job be said to be gone?
"Sister-in-law Zhao, I think the price of two cents is very fair. Let our children continue to help pick lanterns."
"Dashan Niang, my two dogs and three cows have to go to the town every day to sell things. I don't have time to go up the mountain. We can't let the two children go up the mountain in the middle of the night."
"A wealthy daughter-in-law dislikes two pennies being a small amount, but we don't dislike it."
"That's right."
The wealthy daughter-in-law is the Sun family. Her husband ranks third in the Zhao family and is called Zhao Youcai. She has no son, so people in the village either call her Zhao San's sister-in-law or the wealthy daughter-in-law.
Sun's face turned red and white: "When did I dislike two cents less..."
Cheng Wanwan smiled half-heartedly: "Donghua is too young. If something happens on the mountain, I can't be responsible. I won't accept the lanterns sent by Donghua in the future."
Mrs. Sun was so angry that she could only say with a shy face: "The head office where the spring flowers came from, right?"
Cheng Wanwan nodded his head calmly.
The women in the village said a few more words and then left.
Old Mrs. Zhao was sitting at the door making hay. The dried grass was twisted into a ball to start the fire. It was the easiest to burn.
Sitting at the door and chatting with people passing by, you can invisibly learn all the latest news and gossip from the beginning to the end of the village.
As soon as Mrs. Sun came back, she was scolded by Mrs. Zhao.
"Well, Mr. Sun, that's your sister-in-law. If you don't help your sister-in-law lower the price, you still want to raise the price. You short-sighted little whore, why did the third brother get in with a wife like you?"
Sun was extremely wronged.
It doesn't matter if she is my sister-in-law, she won't be given a penny of the money she earns.
She lowered her head and said nothing. Seeing her like this, Mrs. Zhao became even more angry and scolded her hard before she vented her anger.
Just then Zhao Sidan came in holding a bowl: "Ah Nai, my mother asked me to bring this."
He put a bowl of bone and jade bamboo shoot soup on a stool in the yard, turned around and ran away. He had to go back to eat braised pork.
Mrs. Zhao's face darkened again: "She started spending money just after she earned a few copper coins. No matter how cheap the pork bones are, she still has to spend copper coins to buy them back. How much money does she have to withstand such abuse? No, I have to go over and tell her." In other words, don’t just spend money on food. There are three boys at home waiting to marry, so these coins must be saved slowly..."
The old lady put the pork bone and jade bamboo shoot soup into the pot to warm, and waited for the old man to come back to eat, while she quickly walked out of the door.
Sun took a glance and saw that the old lady had indeed gone out. Then, before anyone else came back, she secretly took out a small piece of pork bone with meat from the pot, stuffed it into Donghua's mouth, and warned: "Hurry and hide." Get up and eat before anyone sees you.”
Donghua swallowed the meat in one gulp and was reluctant to throw away the bones. She found a deserted place and slowly sucked the marrow and oil from the pig bones.
Zhao Sidan was also sucking the pork bones. He held the pork bones in one hand and used chopsticks to pick up the braised pork with chopsticks. He took one piece of meat in one bite and his mouth was full of oil. When he was about to continue picking up the braised pork, he was pressed down by Cheng Wan. He stopped his chopsticks and said, "I'll leave the rest to your sister-in-law."
Wu Huiniang probably drank anti-fetal medicine and her appetite was affected by the bitter medicine. She had a bad appetite while sitting at the table and stopped eating the braised pork after eating one piece.
Cheng Wanwan said: "Your health is so bad that you can hardly save the child. You must eat more. You have to force yourself to eat even if you don't want to."
Wu Huiniang felt that she was too pretentious.
White rice, pork bone soup, braised pork, such good food, she couldn't even eat it.
Zhao Dashan heated the wontons he brought back in a pot and brought them up: "Hui Niang, eat something light to fill your stomach first."
Wu Huiniang hurriedly declined: "Wontons are such a good thing, give them to me, I won't eat them."
Zhao Sidan blinked his eyes and said: "We have eaten in the town. Sister-in-law, please eat quickly. Only when you are full can your little brother grow fat."
Zhao Ergou slapped him on the back of the head: "Idiot, he's not a brother, he's a nephew."
"Mom, look, my second brother is bullying me!"
Zhao Sidan complained while holding the back of his head.
Cheng Wanwan shook his head: "I can't stop your mouths even if you have something to eat, so eat quickly."
The family was making a fuss when Old Mrs. Zhao walked in. The old lady had a good eye and saw the food on the dining table at a glance.
The old lady opened her legs and walked in quickly. She could see it more clearly now. Sure enough, it was white rice and pork. One person had a big bowl of white rice, a big bowl of pork bone soup, a bowl of shiny pork and a bowl of pork bone soup. Pig blood, the old lady is not looking at eating, but counting money.
A pound of white rice in town is estimated to cost thirty cents a pound. The three pounds in front of you are at least ninety cents, the pork bones are ten cents, and the pork is fifty or sixty cents... This adds up to a few hundred cents. Oh... Mrs. Zhao almost fainted from a heart attack.
"You prodigal bitch, are you the wife of some kind of official? A meal of three or four kilograms of rice, the king's wife in town doesn't mess up money like that!" Old Mrs. Zhao yelled angrily, "Three boys in the family are still... Waiting to marry a wife, you don’t know how high the sky is when you make some money. You can eat white rice today and drink the northwest wind tomorrow, right?”
Cheng Wanwan: "..."
Who would have known that the old lady suddenly barged in during the meal, and they only ate rice occasionally?
In modern times, eating white rice is quite normal.
But in this era, there is a poem that goes well: Those who are covered with silkworms are not silkworm farmers. In other words, those who grow white rice cannot afford to eat white rice. The reality is so cruel.
If she hadn't owned a shopping mall, she wouldn't be able to afford the white rice that costs thirty copper coins per pound.
The few boys in the family didn't know the purchasing power of copper coins, but the old lady in charge of the Zhao family's finances knew so well that she could probably calculate how many grains of corn a penny could buy.
Cheng Wanwan quickly explained: "I bought this a long time ago. I have been hiding it and was reluctant to eat it. Mom, have you eaten it? Sit down and eat together. There is still some rice in the pot..."
