Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 4 Dinner with the Family
Although this world is not as high-tech as the 21st century, the crops are relatively complete. Some drought-resistant and high-yielding corn, sweet potatoes, potatoes, peanuts, soybeans, etc. are all available, and they are all grown by ordinary farmers. Basically every family has it.

Because Mo Ruhu came back with her sons, she specially scrambled two eggs with scallions, and gave Qingli five Wen to go to the grocery store in the east of the village to buy two taels of wine. She buys pocket money for sugar.

Qingli is not a real child, so she basically saves this money every time. She hides it in a dilapidated earthen pot and saves it for three months. It is estimated that it is less than ten yuan, which can buy a few eggs. Now her concept It is to use eggs as the standard, and it completely falls into the eyes of money.

Even though there was no meat for dinner, it was already the most sumptuous meal Mo Qingli ate recently. On weekdays, her father and brothers were not at home, so the basic mother and father would share the same dish. When it was good, they could add pickles and egg drop soup. Today, mother-in-law Liu not only made a pot of stewed beans with potatoes, scrambled two eggs with scallions, and fried a plate of salted peanuts for Mo Ruhu. Finally, she shredded pickles and dripped some The sesame oil that I usually hate to use, although the staple food is corn tortillas, but it tastes delicious and sweet, and the things I grow at home have a kind of fragrance, modern genetically modified, pesticide vegetables, there is no way to compare.

"Come on, our girl Li has learned a lot of words today, and Daddy will reward me with an egg."

As he said that, Mo Ruhu took a large piece of egg from the plate and gave it to Qingli, and he only took the scallions from the plate.

Seeing that the brothers and sisters were all looking at her, Mo Qingli blushed, feeling a little embarrassed, and lowered her head slightly.

"Hehe, little girl, hurry up and eat, we can also eat eggs in the school."

Eldest brother Mo Zigui didn't talk much, but it eased Qingli's embarrassment, and she quickly became calm. Putting aside her momentary hypocrisy, these were her family members, and no one would take a joke. Divide it into two parts, put one part into Zixi's bowl, and said with a smile, "My brother eats too."

"Hey, our fourth girl is much more sensible."

Mother Liu nodded in satisfaction, and gave second sister Mo Qingqiang another egg and green onion with chopsticks, and then said, "Eat quickly, don't push around, today the hen laid four eggs, I saved a lot of them a while ago, and you guys will bring some back with you."

"Mom, we can also eat meat in school, so let's leave the eggs for the siblings at home."

Mo Zigui hastily declined. Recently, he often set up a stall to write letters of faith to people. Sometimes he would just accept a few eggs without charging any money. There were still a few eggs in the small yard in the town, but this time he didn't get them back, but he definitely didn't want to be in the same place as before. He took it at home. He knew that it was not easy for his mother and younger siblings to eat an egg. Seeing the sallow faces of a few people made him feel sad. He is the eldest of the family and should bear the burden of the family. As a hope for himself, he really wants to go out to run errands for others and start a small business. Even a few hundred cash a month can make the family relax a lot, and he can also eat some meat for a tooth festival every now and then.

"Boss, learning is the most important thing. If you are tired, let's stop setting up a stall for others."

Liu's literate and hyphenated characters are considered reasonable. In this era, scholars, farmers, businessmen, and merchants have a very low status. They are considered to be self-interested, cunning, and have a bad reputation.Scholars, on the other hand, have a kind of lofty spirit, setting up a stall to write letters to others, unless life is really hard to live on, otherwise few people will pull down this face, which is considered humiliating by many people.

"Mother, it's okay, you can practice your handwriting by writing letters to others, you don't have to pay for it yourself, and you can save some pen and ink."

Mo Zigui smiled and didn't say much. He was laughed at at first, but after buying the little sister a headband with the copper coins he wrote in the letter, he let it go. Face and the like are not important. With his younger sister's smiling face, he felt that everything was worth it, and being said a few sour words behind him was neither painful nor itchy, and it was no big deal.

"Our son has grown up, so let's stop worrying about it."

Mo Ruhu ate a few mouthfuls of peanuts, and took another sip of wine. The low-quality liquor does not have a high alcohol content, but it is still warm in his stomach. This place is very cold in winter, and people in the village, whether they have money or not, are fine. Such a mouthful.

"His father, after dinner, go to parents' place and give this month's alimony." Although the family has been separated, the eldest son, Mo Ruhu's family, and the eldest, Mo Rujiang, still walk around frequently, and the relationship between the two families is also tight. Relatively harmonious.Qingli's eldest aunt, Da Liu, is her mother's cousin, and they grew up together since childhood, so the relationship is relatively close, and there is no selfishness and jealousy of sister-in-law at all. It's a little bit better, the lobby brother Mo Zidong works as a waiter in a restaurant in the town, earning a salary of [-] yuan a month, and he can also receive tips from guests from time to time, and sometimes he will bring some leftovers from the hotel to eat. When I came back, but Qingli was quite disgusted with this kind of leftovers from other people, so the big hall brother came over to give them away twice. At that time, she was falling into a coma, and she didn't even have any appetite, because it would be hot, and Liu Shi didn't stay.

In addition to the eldest brother, the uncle’s family also has a son and a daughter, both of whom are older than her. Mo Zidong is already seventeen, and has engaged the eldest daughter of the old Zhang’s family in the next village. They have made an appointment to get married this winter. The second son, Mo Zihua, is just like his elder brother. , are 15 years old, not engaged yet, the youngest daughter, Mo Qingju, is nine years old, and rarely comes out to play, she helps her aunt, Da Liu, feed the pigs and chickens every day, and changes her grandma’s clothes and sheets from time to time.

"I haven't seen grandma for a long time, so dad will take me too."

Mo Qingli blinked her eyes and pretended to be innocent. In fact, she had a good impression of her kind grandma, and her grandma was sick in bed, and she didn't go out at ordinary times. This time she fell down, and her grandma was in a hurry for a few days. Huo, no, she is alive and kicking again, she wants to go and see, in her previous life, her grandparents died of illness not long after she was born, she has never enjoyed this kind of care from relatives of the next generation, so she is very eager.

"Go, it's not good to be empty-handed, just give half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that your father brought back."

The customs in ancient times are very simple. If there are any good things at home, relatives do not eat alone, but give each other a little. This is a custom and an original custom. Not only relatives, but also neighbors in the neighborhood. The money is also hidden, and the neighbors who live on the same floor may not meet or say a few words after living for several years.

"Okay!"

Mo Qingli got her mother's instructions and got off the kang excitedly. She remembered that her father brought a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, at least two or three catties. This kind of soft cakes was just right for her grandparents, but she didn't have to eat them herself. No matter what, I have to leave two dollars for my second sister Qing Qiang and my younger disciple Xi.

"This girl!"

Mrs. Liu looked at her daughter who seemed to be a lot more sensible since she fell off the mountain after picking up branches, and she was not as unhappy as before. She was relieved and had a smile on her face, "His father, Li girl A few days ago, I also said that I like Chinese cabbage, and I want a variety of it."

(End of this chapter)