Eldest daughter

Chapter 32
"Miss Yuan, what are you thinking?" Mrs. Liang tugged at Wang Yuan'er's sleeve, and called out wonderingly. This girl had been absent-minded all night, so she didn't respond to her several calls.

Wang Yuan'er came back to her senses. Under the light, Liang's face looked extremely gentle, but at the moment her eyes were full of worry, and she said, "It's nothing. Mother, I've told you so many times, don't do needlework at night, get some rest."

"I'm idle even if I'm idle." Liang smiled slightly, and tightened the shoestring in his hand.

Wang Yuan'er glanced at the shoes in her hand, and pursed her lips. There are already many pairs of shoes. Liang has made many shoes for their sisters these days, even the child in her belly, as if preparing for something.

Wang Yuan'er felt depressed for a while, snatched the shoes from her hand, forced her to sleep, finally coaxed Mrs. Liang to lie down, she took out the house deed from her bosom and looked at it by the light.

No matter how she refused, Zhao Dali still gave her the deed. According to him, it was only two dilapidated houses, and they were worthless. If he left, it would be a wasteland. Wang Yuaner can use it for whatever he wants. Well.

But Wang Yuan'er knew that even though it was a dilapidated house now, the front and back yards were connected and covered an area of ​​one mu of land. In the future, the land price in Changle Town would be very expensive, and many people would compete for such a one-acre homestead. want.

She refused, and Zhao Dali gave it with determination. In desperation, she gave him the copper coins on her body, which was considered to be bought, and said a few words: "No matter what happens to you in the future, remember that people are kind-hearted and never forget At first, there is always kindness in this world.”

Zhao Dali didn't know whether he understood or didn't understand, he looked a little impatient, but he still said that he would remember her, and disappeared into the wind and snow.

Looking at the yellowed house deed paper in her hand, Wang Yuaner remembered the thin figure that was drifting away in the snow in the evening, her eyes were a little sore, she put away the deed paper in her hand, blew on the lamp and lay down.Nothing to say all night.

It's the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and every household is slaughtering new year pigs and drying bacon. The Wang family does not raise pigs. In previous years, the bacon they dried was bought from pork stalls and made by themselves.

This year was no exception. Mrs. Wang had ordered fifteen catties of meat from Butcher Zhang early on, and she was going to pickle it today.

"Mother, I'll go get the meat from Butcher Zhang." After breakfast, Mrs. Zhang volunteered to say to Mrs. Wang.

As soon as she said this, Wang Yuan'er raised her head and raised her eyebrows. In previous years, when it was time to make bacon, Zhang would use various excuses to slip away, but this year it became more popular?
Mrs. Zhang wanted to help, but Wang Yuan'er would not stop her. It is rare for someone to be so hardworking!

But when the meat was brought back and everyone was about to do it, the second sister Wang Chun'er suddenly said softly: "There seems to be something wrong with this meat."

Among the daughters of the Wang family, Wang Yuan'er is the eldest daughter, with a natural and calm temperament, but in terms of being careful and virtuous, she is the second eldest Wang Chun'er.

"Second Sister, this meat is very good, what's wrong?" Wang Qing'er picked up a piece of meat and looked left and right, but there was nothing wrong with it.

"That's right, Miss Chun'er, if you're lazy and don't want to do anything, go back to the house and rest." Zhang's face was a little ugly, and she said in a calm voice.

Wang Chun'er blushed and retorted softly: "Second Aunt, I don't want to be lazy."

"Yo, am I still wrong? Well, you all go to rest, Second Aunt has done this work by herself." Mrs. Zhang pushed and pushed Wang Chun'er, bending down to take the meat away.

Wang Yuan'er looked over and saw her flickering eyes, with an anxious expression, and couldn't help squinting her eyes to stop her: "Second Aunt, Chun'er is usually the most careful, if she says something wrong, it must be wrong, why are you so anxious? Chun'er, you Say, what's wrong with this meat?"

Wang Chun'er moved the corner of her mouth, looked at her and then at Mrs. Zhang, and after a long time said, "Well, there is less meat here, there must be no more than fifteen catties of meat."

(End of this chapter)