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With Mrs. Lin in the kitchen, Lin Xuan was worried about her for a long time, so he kept guarding the stove until the porridge was cooked.
When picking up the bowl, Lin Xuanjiu found that all the larger bowls were gone, and there were only a few small bowls with gaps left in the cabinet, which could not hold much.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off and looked back at Mrs. Lin with a vague look.
With a bowl in each hand, she walked to the west room and found that the door was open. She came out to cook just now, and the door was clearly closed. Zhao had trouble with her legs and could not get in or out.
Could it be that
Lin Xuanjiu's heart skipped a beat and she quickly walked into the house. When she saw the room clearly, she couldn't help but be startled.
Beside the Zhao family, guarding a black clay figurine, he was thin and small, no taller than Lin Xuan, and his clothes were dirty and full of holes.
¡°Sister.¡± The clay figurine called her.
The familiar voice, soft and waxy, awakened Lin Xuanjiu's memory, and she couldn't help but exclaimed, "Aqian?"
Her younger brother Lin Qian usually grazes cattle for Xie Dashan's family and earns ten cents a month. He lives in the family's house for food and accommodation, and can only go home once at the beginning of the month.
What¡¯s funny is that in the past, Mrs. Lin never let go of even this mere ten cents.
Every time A Qian came home, Mrs. Lin would block the door and wouldn't let him in unless he handed over the money.
But today is not the beginning of the month.
Lin Xuanjiu's heart moved slightly, and he felt a little clear. He said gently, "Aqian, you are back."
Lin Qian lowered his head, "I heard someone said something happened at home. I was worried about my mother and sister, so I asked for leave and came back."
He twisted his clothes and whispered, "I may not get the money back this month."
Lin Xuanjiu felt sour in his heart. Lin Qian was only eight years old. Her eldest uncle, Achun, was still eating and drinking at home when she was twelve years old. At most, she went to the fields to help out. Her younger brother had to go out to herd cattle to make money when he was eight years old.
She held up her brother's face and said, "It's okay. Don't go there in the future. Just help take care of your mother at home."
Lin Qian¡¯s eyes widened in surprise and he shook his head repeatedly.
"This is not okay. Grandma will scold us to death. I am very good at the master's house. I am given two meals a day. If I go home, you and mother will not have enough to eat."
Very good, very good!
Lin Xuan was filled with anger for a long time.
In the early years, Mrs. Zhao kept embroidering and earned so much money, she collected it all for Mrs. Lin and subsidized it for the big house. When Mrs. Zhao could no longer make money, she would not even give her a meal.
They also sent eight-year-old Lin Qian out to make money, which made Mrs. Lin very angry.
Suddenly I felt that it was too easy for them to expose it like that yesterday.
She silently thought to herself several times before suppressing her anger.
"Don't be afraid, you stay at home first, I will figure out a way to deal with the money."
Mrs. Zhao sighed softly, "It's my fault, mother. If my eyes weren't broken"
"Mom, don't think too much, that old godly woman is too mean."
Lin Xuanjiu was so disgusted that he didn¡¯t even want to call her grandma.
Mrs. Zhao closed her eyes, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and Lin Qian also had a sad face.
Lin Xuanjiu was thinking about her cheap father. He seemed to be a fool with a unclear mind. He never heard about the accident. He should be still fine. Why couldn't he see him so far?
¡°Mom, where is my dad?¡±
Mrs. Zhao pursed her lips and said after a long while, "Here we are, moving goods at the dock in the county. Your father is not very smart and can't remember the way. Every month, my uncle will go to the county to visit him and give him some food." , and collected his wages along the way."
It¡¯s just the money I received, and my second wife will never see it at all.
She has not been able to see her husband for several years, and all the news about Lin Fu comes from Lin Qiang.
Lin Xuanjiu, ""
It turns out that her family is not without money, and Mrs. Zhao and her younger brother are not idlers, but all their money has been plundered by the eldest family and grandma!
Dafang¡¯s family took their hard-earned money, but they yelled, beat, killed, and drove them to death. Their conscience was really fed to the dog!
"Let's eat first, I cooked millet porridge."
Lin Xuanjiu tried hard to calm down his anger, and even pulled Aqian up, "Go wash up and change clothes. Have you eaten?"
A Qian shook his head, "I heard the news last night, but Lu Hei didn't dare to leave. He went out at dawn this morning."
It took a long time for Lin Xuan to remember that Mr. Xie Dashan, where his younger brother worked, was not close to their village, more than ten miles away!
Lin Qian didn¡¯t have a penny,He must have walked back on two feet. Thinking about the hardships along the way, Lin Xuanjiu's heart felt really soft and sour. What a stupid boy!
She gave Zhao and Lin Qian a bowl of the freshly cooked porridge.
"Eat first, there is not enough left in the pot. I will also fill a bowl."
When he came to the door, Lin Xuanjiu's eyes showed a fierce look.
She was so angry!
This old godly woman, this shameless Lin Qiang family!
When she walked into the kitchen and didn't see Mrs. Lin, she thought something about it and quickly opened the lid of the pot. Sure enough, most of the remaining pot of millet porridge was gone.
The pot was empty, not even a mouthful of rice soup was left. It was cleaner than anything that had been licked!
Lin Xuanjiu showed a cruel smile, which really made her guess!
When making porridge just now, Mrs. Lin¡¯s eyes almost fell into the pot. She could only take away two bowls at a time and left the rest in the pot. She had already expected this.
It happened that one of the medicinal materials she bought for Zhao was toxic and needed to be taken with other medicinal materials to neutralize it.
She saw something wrong with Mrs. Lin¡¯s eyes, so she took out two bowls and secretly put the medicine into the pot to cook together.
If Mrs. Lin didn¡¯t have that thought, she would neutralize it with medicinal herbs and eat it herself. At most, the porridge would not taste the same.
But I have to say that Mrs. Lin will not disappoint anyone. Not only did she steal, she also stole everything.
That medicine is not weakly toxic. If you eat it directly, it will cause vomiting and diarrhea in mild cases, and blood in the stool and kidney failure in severe cases.
She walked to the east room unhurriedly.
?????????????????????????????????????????????"Eat more, there is a lot of brown sugar, let's eat them all and make that little fool mad."
Mrs. Lin was feeling proud. She was holding Dafang¡¯s youngest son Lin Qu in her arms and stuffing porridge into her grandson¡¯s mouth one spoonful at a time.
I took some time to take a few bites myself. The millet porridge was cooked at just the right temperature, the rice grains were cooked apart, and the texture was soft and glutinous. The important thing is that so much brown sugar was added, it was really sweet.
Mrs. Wang held the bowl and said worriedly, "Is everything going to be okay?"
"What's the matter? I'm her nurse, so I ate her two bowls of porridge."
Mrs. Lin smacked her lips as she ate.
¡°Bang!¡±
The door was pushed open from the outside.
Mrs. Lin was so frightened that she almost had half a bowl of porridge in her hand. She cursed, "You little bitch who can kill a thousand swords, you're going to scare people to death!"
"Is the stolen food delicious?"
Lin Xuanjiu glanced over with cold eyes, and saw that everyone in the house was there, many of them. There are plenty of dishes on the table, three of the five dishes include meat, and there is also a casserole of millet porridge.
Fortunately, Mrs. Lin was so capable that she even used a casserole in order to dress up and leave.
Mrs. Lin¡¯s eyes widened with a scoundrel look on her face.
"Bah, which one of your eyes saw me stealing? You are so poor, what else is worth stealing?"
She was just waiting for the fool to identify the pot of porridge, so he could take the opportunity to ridicule her.
As a result, Lin Xuanjiu's eyes only turned to the millet porridge, and fell on Aqu, who was being held by Mrs. Lin in his arms and feeding porridge.
¡°If you feed your children less of the things you obtained through subterfuge, you won¡¯t be afraid of retribution.¡±
She was thinking that Lin Qu was still young and the ingredients in the porridge were quite heavy, so he shouldn¡¯t be a bad person.
Who would have thought that Lin Qu stared at Lin Xuanjiu with hostility, "You idiot, do you want to eat porridge?"
He spit into the porridge bowl and smiled proudly.
"You can't eat it anymore, this is mine!"
Vicious and shameless, her expression was exactly the same as that of Mrs. Lin. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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