The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 1380 Come on, hide

Liu Zhi unabashedly rolled the whites of her eyes to him.

What a peek at the laundry.

Liu Mianmian always knew that he was an unruly person, he could sneak into her room in the middle of the night, and peeking at the girl taking a shower was nothing.

She shook her head helplessly: "Don't say that these are all gone, Ah Hu, you go!"

Ah Hu nodded, held back a smile and strode away.

But Ming'er didn't know how to play, and kept shaking Liu Xinghe's thigh while holding onto her: "Little uncle, why are you peeking at the girl's laundry?"

"Girl, we can look at the laundry in a fair way!"

"If you want to watch it next time, you can ask me to take you. I know where the girls and aunts do their laundry!"

The black thread at one end of Liu Xinghe lowered his face and said: "You're full, shouldn't it be time to go to bed?"

"It's still early!"

"I said it's time for bed, go to bed now! Otherwise I'll confiscate your purse!"

The money bag is Ming'er's most important thing. He looked at Liu Mianmian pitifully, seeing that she didn't intend for Wei to stand out, he walked back to the room step by step.

Although she bears the name of her aunt, Liu Mianmian knows in her heart that Ming'er has no blood relationship with her after all.

On weekdays, she is pampered, but she can't go too far to discipline her.

After staying in a high-ranking family for a long time, you must pay special attention to this matter.

At the age of thirteen or fourteen, it was a good time to be a teacher. She also taught some daughters of her cousin.

It was quite a sense of accomplishment at that time.

However, one time later, she overheard the complaints among the cousins, saying that she was a girl who meddled in her own business, and she had no one to teach her, but she still wanted to teach their children.

She would reason with those nieces out of sheer kindness.

But this kindness, other people may not accept it, but feel that it is slapping them in the face.

My own children are taught by themselves, and my aunt is fine. You are just a cousin, who wants you to take care of so much?
From then on, Liu Mianmian cared less.

Unless someone sincerely asks her opinion, she will not open her mouth to make more comments.

When it comes to the holidays or the birthdays of the juniors, prepare some suitable gifts for them, or if they are punished, say a few words to comfort them.

In this way, the relationship between the two parties is more harmonious.

It's just that harmony is superficial, and Liu Mianmian knew in her heart that even if it was a family with blood, she couldn't get close to the hearts of these relatives.

In the huge Liu family, only her grandfather can rely on her!

The cousin's niece still dislikes it, let alone this has no blood relationship.

Tomorrow went back to the room, it was still early, Liu Mianmian decided to go outside the yard to breathe.

At night in the countryside, the lights of each house are extremely dim, and the moon is shining in the sky, silently looking at everything on the earth.

The air is slightly cool and refreshing.

Liu Mianmian took a deep breath, and then smelled a burst of fragrance.

It is the aroma of rice.

She inhaled harder, and the smell intensified.

Liuzhi and Luliu also inhaled following her movements, both amused and felt a little sympathetic: "It seems that everyone in Zhuangzi is very hungry, and they are all cooking rice now!"

Under the bright moon, one can vaguely see green smoke rising from the roofs of every household.

Liu Xinghe was originally playing with the bamboo flute in his hand, but at this moment he also stopped his movements, concentrated his mind to smell it carefully, then he frowned and said: "It's not quite right!"

Liu Zhi asked: "They have been hungry for a long time, and after getting rice, they cook and have a full meal. What's wrong?"

Liu Xinghe inhaled forcefully: "Do you hear this is rice or porridge?"

How can you smell it!

Liu Xinghe opened his eyes and said firmly, "It's rice!"

When he was on the battlefield in his early years, there was a period of time when food and grass were not available, and the soldiers could only drink rice porridge.

Afterwards, I wandered around for a year. When I had money, I had a lot of fish and meat. When I had no money, I drank porridge for a month.

So he can clearly distinguish the aroma of rice and rice porridge.

Liu Mianmian was puzzled: "Even if it's rice, it's nothing!"

"Of course!" Liu Xinghe retorted, "You have never been hungry, so you don't know the hearts of starving people. Although you made a big promise today that you will provide relief after you return to the city, when will you go back and when will you send them to the city?" Relief came, but you didn't make it clear!"

"Under such circumstances, they will get a small amount of rice, so they must plan carefully and try to make the rice last for a little longer. Cooking a pot of thick rice porridge is already a luxury, how can they cook rice!"

He looked solemn: "You guys just stand here, don't walk around, I will come as soon as I go!"

With a flash of his figure, he wandered around two houses near Zhuangtou's house.

Soon he came back again, with a more determined tone: "I just took a sneak peek. These two families, including the Zhuangtou's, are cooking rice."

Liu Zhi thought about it: "Maybe they think Miss is a good person, I believe Miss will continue to give them relief!"

Widow Zhang ran all the way with her daughter at the moment, and staggered home.

She hadn't had a full meal in the past few days, and her steps were floating, but she struggled to catch her breath and dared not rest at all.

After arriving home, she immediately ordered: "Quickly, light up the fire and cook!"

Da Hua has long been greedy, and quickly raised the fire.

Widow Zhang poured the rice into the pot with a huff, and poured most of the pot.

Dahua grabbed her wrist: "Mother, you can't pour it anymore, the pot won't be cooked if you pour it again, why don't we save this rice and eat it slowly?"

Widow Zhang didn't answer, she scooped water from the water jar, poured it into the pot, and then told Dahua, "Go and cook, let's have a full meal today!"

Dahua was thinking about the white rice, so she didn't ask any more questions, and ran under the stove to start a fire.

Holding the remaining rice, Widow Zhang hesitated for a long time in front of the rice vat.

She opened the rice bag and was about to pour it in. Just after pouring a few grains, her expression became firm again. She took the rice bag and folded it to the side of the water tank, and poured all the remaining rice into the water tank!

Dahua stretched her neck and saw this situation, she was completely dumbfounded.

She rushed over, trying to reach out to pick up the rice.

However, she is thin and small, and her fingers are short and small, so she can only grab a few grains of rice.

She looked at Widow Zhang very puzzled: "Mother, what are you doing, good rice, why do you soak it in water?"

"The pot of rice cooked on our stove is enough for us to eat for two days. Now that the weather is hot, if you soak the rice in water like this, it will go bad!"

Widow Zhang turned her face away, patted her head sadly, and said: "Mother, there is a reason for doing this!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the sound of the courtyard door being pushed open with a creak.

Her expression changed drastically immediately, and she pushed Da Hua hard: "Quick, hide in the woodshed, no matter what sounds outside, don't come out, quick!"

Dahua also understood who was coming, and ran away in a flash.

(End of this chapter)