When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 574 Peasant Woman 2
Now that the mainstay has collapsed, the whole family is ruined. Later, the original owner lived with her three daughters and Anwen, but she didn't expect that troubled times would come...

No matter what time it is, ordinary people have the most difficult time. Sighing, Tan You walked out of the dark inner room wearing a pair of worn straw sandals beside the bed.

As soon as they saw her coming out, three little girls rushed over, some holding hands, some hugging legs, but there was only one skinny figure kneeling there motionless.

Tan You looked at him, then at the three little girls, and finally his eyes fell on the cylindrical objects wrapped in four straw mats in the main room. Even though he had walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, Tan You still couldn't accept such a situation.

She took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry to have troubled the village chief and the villagers with the funeral arrangements at home. I just couldn't handle the shock for a while."

The village chief also sighed: "Anwu's mother... Chen Wangshi, it's good that you wake up. It's almost time, let them rest in peace."

An Wu was naturally the eldest son of the original owner who died unexpectedly. Looking at the slightly smaller straw mat, Tan You had some pity in her eyes. If she had come earlier, perhaps her situation would have been very different.

Tan You: "Thank you all for everything. Let them go without any worries."

I was busy until mid-afternoon before I finally finished taking care of all the funeral arrangements for the original owner.

Tan You brought the three little girls and the child named An Wen back from the mountain. All four children looked sad, especially the three little girls, who were all crying.

Tan You was in no mood to comfort anyone. She was so hungry that she felt dizzy and wanted to find something to fill her stomach. Unfortunately, after she turned the kitchen upside down, she only found a handful of millet and a small bundle of wild vegetables.

"Fuck," Tan You cursed softly, gritted his teeth, and shouted, "Daya, come and help me light the fire."

As soon as she finished speaking, all four children squeezed into the kitchen. Tan You glanced at them and said, "Er Ya and San Ya, pick the vegetables. Daya, wash the rice and light the fire. An Wen, go collect firewood nearby. Don't go too far."

She thought for a moment and said softly, "I'll go to the field and see if I can find any vegetables."

Daya whispered, "There aren't many vegetables in the fields right now."

Tan You waved his hand: "I'll go take a look. You can just cook porridge at home. A living person can't be suffocated to death by the current situation."

An Wen followed Tan You out of the door in silence. Tan You didn't say much to the boy, but just said one sentence when he was about to go up the mountain: "Don't go too far, I'll be by this creek, come over by yourself after you pick up a bundle of firewood."

"I understand, aunt." An Wen looked up at Tan You, then walked into the woods nearby with a stern face.

As for Tan You, she went to the riverside. The geographical location here is not bad. Although it is a bit remote, because it is close to the river, the crops are harvested well all year round, at least you can get enough food and clothing.

But it was just enough to have enough food and clothing. It was impossible to have some extra money. For example, the Chen family was so poor that they didn't even have money to hold a funeral for their elderly parents. This shows that people in this era were all equally poor.

Thinking about this, Tan You found a wooden stick with a sharp end, took off her shoes, and slowly waded into the water.

When An Wen finished collecting firewood and went to the river, he saw three fish on Tan You's stick, each weighing about three pounds. An Wen couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Aunt..."

"Well," Tan You replied calmly, "Go back."

"When you get home, take a fish to the village chief's house to thank him for taking care of the funeral of your grandparents and your uncle and cousin." Tan You said casually. She really had nothing to say to this brat. After all, in the original owner's memory, the original owner seldom spoke to him.

"I know, aunt." An Wen responded in a low voice. Tan You looked at him and finally sighed, forget it, let's talk about it later.

Because of An Wen, a child of shabby origin, the Chen family gradually moved to the outermost part of the village, which was the place closest to the mountains. This was good, and they could live in peace and quiet.

When they got home, the millet porridge was ready. When they saw the fish Tan You brought back, the three girls all smiled with joy. Looking at their sallow faces and sparse hair, Tan You felt a little sad.

In the original owner's memory, when the chaos came, the original owner and the three girls all suffered a bad fate. As for An Wen, the boy followed the passing officers and soldiers and left without a trace.

Tan You's eyes moved on An Wen again. After all, An Wen's background still needed to be investigated. She was not willing to raise someone else's child for no reason.

Daya is older after all: "Mom, the fish is not tasty, it tastes fishy and bitter."

Tan You: "That's because you don't know how to eat it, otherwise why would the fish in the restaurant be so expensive?"

Thinking of this, Tan You frowned slightly. She had to hurry up and stockpile silver and grain before the chaos came.

Erya: "Mom, have you ever been to a restaurant?"

Tan You said casually: "I heard it from your father."

"Daya, I will teach you how to cook later." Although he accepted the task of raising a child, Tan You did not have the selfless spirit of burning himself to serve others. If he wanted to eat, he had to work.

Under Tan You's instruction, Daya scraped the scales off the fish, gutted it, and took out the gallbladder inside. The two younger girls squatted beside her and watched.

Just at this moment, An Wen came back after delivering fish to the village chief. Tan You looked at him and said, "From now on, you will do all the work like killing fish and chickens. If you want to eat at home, you have to work."

An Wen breathed a sigh of relief. His aunt let him work, so it wasn't like she was raising him in vain. "Okay, Sister Daya, I'll kill the next fish."

Daya wiped her sweat and said, "Then you come, mother, what are we going to do next?"

Tan You opened her mouth and instructed Daya to cook a pot of fish soup. She wanted to eat braised fish, but the Chen family had no other seasonings except coarse salt, so Tan You could only ask for fish soup.

In the evening, there was naturally millet porridge, fish soup and steamed wild vegetables. Tan You held the large bowl with two cuts in it, and thought that he really had to be careful while eating, so as not to cut his mouth accidentally.

The younger ones didn't have such worries. They held their big bowls and ate with relish.

Tan You picked up the belly of a fish for himself and said, "You can divide the rest among yourselves."

Daya looked at Tan You and gave the fish belly with fewer bones to Erya and Sanya, while she and Anwen ate the fish back and tail. Anwen felt uncomfortable: "Aunt, I can't eat so much..."

Tan You glanced at him and said, "Since you live at home and work hard, I will naturally provide you with a meal. I won't treat you harshly, but I won't take extra care of you either. Everything will be the same as Daya and the others."

An Wen felt warm in his heart, "I know, aunt, I will work hard in the future."

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