It was a new day. Zhulan slept very well in the first half of the night because she was tired. In the second half of the night, she felt a little full, but her arms were sore and uncomfortable, so she basically did not sleep in the second half of the night.
Zhou Shuren's situation was the same as Zhulan's. The two of them rubbed each other's arms in the second half of the night.
Because her son-in-law was at home, Zhulan couldn't sleep in. She felt uncomfortable in her arms when she got up to put on her clothes. She said as she folded the quilt, "I can't work today."
Zhou Shuren, "I can't write today either."
Zhulan was happy, and felt mentally balanced because she had someone to accompany her.
After eating meat all day yesterday, Zhulan wanted to eat something light. She wanted to eat Cuicui's cucumber, but unfortunately there were no out-of-season vegetables in ancient north, the only thing was green cabbage.
In the morning, Zhulan asked Li to steam egg custard and make cabbage soup, and the staple food was steamed buns with radish and meat residue.
Just as Zhulan lit the fire, Xuemei came to the kitchen and said, "Mom, what do you want to do this morning? I'll help my sister-in-law make it."
In Zhulan's memory, the eldest daughter could cook, but her cooking skills were not very good. She was used to Li's cooking and didn't want to torture herself. "Make dumplings in the morning, and help your sister-in-law make dumplings later!"
Xuemei had already seen the eggs and meat scraps, and didn't foolishly say it was too extravagant. Seeing her sister-in-law's usual look, she knew that her family had always eaten like this. No wonder her sister-in-law became generous, "Yeah."
Zhulan helped to light the fire. Her arms were sore and she couldn't help with anything else, but she didn't feel cold in front of the fire. It was a good job to light the fire. After her daughter washed her hands, Zhulan asked, "The two children have changed places to sleep. Did they make a fuss last night?"
Xuemei thought of the two children, her face tender, "They didn't make any noise at night, the house was warm, the two children ate porridge and fell asleep soon after, and they haven't woken up yet!"
At my husband's house, their house has never been heated by fire. Even though most of the firewood was collected by their family, they only burn a minimum of firewood every day, otherwise the sisters-in-law will make a fuss. It is still better to live at my mother's house, where you can sleep warmly and eat well. My son kept asking if I could always live at my grandmother's house, but unfortunately that was not possible.
Zhulan felt sorry for the two skinny children. "Don't help yet. Go back and light up the fire wall in the house, so that the children won't get cold when they wake up."
Xuemei smiled and said, "Just now when I got up, my elder brother brought the firewood to the door, and Jiang Sheng had already lit it."
Zhulan was satisfied with her eldest son's performance. This was the eldest son of an elder brother. "Your elder brother is getting more and more thorough in his work now."
Xuemei nodded. She was surprised. In the past, when she went back to her parents' home during the Spring Festival, her elder brother never cared about these trivial matters. Her elder brother has really changed a lot. He is very tactful when meeting and seeing people off. He is not like before at all, not good at talking and not knowing how to speak.
And it wasn't just the eldest brother who changed. Several brothers all changed to varying degrees. However, the people who changed the most in the family were the parents. After thinking it over, she still couldn't figure it out and accepted the eldest sister-in-law's reasoning. Because her mother had become aware of life and death after her illness, her mother changed first after she recovered. Her father, who cared about her the most, also changed, and then it affected her brothers.
Breakfast was ready, and Zhulan was surrounded by her grandson. Jiang Du was smart and knew that his grandmother treated him best. "Grandma, give Xiao Du's egg custard to you."
Zhulan felt sad. The little girl knew how to please others. "Everyone has a share. This bowl is for you. Xiaodu, eat it quickly!"
Jiang Du saw his aunt bringing in a few more bowls and believed his grandmother's words, "Yes, thank you, grandma."
Xuemei felt upset. How old was her son and he already knew how to read people's faces? She felt even more resentful towards her parents-in-law, the Jiang family. She lowered her head to hide her emotions and carefully fed her daughter the egg custard. "Don't be impatient. It's a little hot. Eat slowly."
Zhulan saw her granddaughter take a bite and knew it was delicious. She was eager to try it. She felt even more sorry for her eldest daughter and thought about making more delicious food to nourish her.
Mrs. Li was a talkative person who said whatever she thought, "Look at how pitiful the child is because of his greed."
Zhulan, “… … ..”
It's enough to just know it in your heart. If you say it out loud, won't it hurt people's hearts? It's so sad!