Song Chunhong took the key, went to the kitchen, opened the lock on the cabinet, and took out two eggs from inside.

"Mom, I'll light a fire for you!"

Erya squatted down beside the stove in a sensible manner, took the straw and lit the fire skillfully.

Seeing that the little girl was not as tall as the stove, but was already able to help with the work, Song Chunhong felt happy and distressed at the same time.

The child is only four years old and has already begun to learn to make fires, collect firewood, and feed chickens.

And Zheng Du in the room over there is an adult of sixteen or seventeen years old. He is about to say goodbye, but...

The more Song Chunhong thought about it, the angrier she became. A voice shouted desperately: "Separate the family! The family must be separated!"

It's not because of two eggs, nor is it because of the imbalance in my heart.

It’s true that Mrs. Wang and Zheng Yutai are shameless. They only lie on the big house and suck blood.

Zheng Yu is the eldest son and elder brother, so he should be given to his biological mother, and should be given to his biological brother as an ox or a horse.

But, she can't drag her children with her.

I have heard of sons being filial to their mothers, and elder brothers taking care of their younger brothers, but not letting their grandchildren, nephews and nieces serve their grandma and uncle like slaves!

Song Chunhong's face was gloomy, her mind filled with many thoughts.

Her hands were not idle, she took a bowl, cracked eggs, stirred, and added water, all in one go.

At this time, Erya Zheng Hua had already started the fire, and the water in the big pot began to steam up.

Song Chunhong put the bowl on the basket, closed the pot lid, and continued to think about things in the steam-filled stove.

She knew that although Mrs. Wang and her son were embarrassed at the health center just now, everyone in the village knew that Zheng Du was pretending to be faint and sick in order to get a wife.

But what?

Zheng Yu is a deadbeat.

He made up his mind to help, but even ten cows could not hold him back!

But, how to help?

I still have to put my mind to Da Ya’s marriage!

Song Chunhong gritted her teeth, "No! I will never let my daughter marry a butcher who has been married three times!"

Even if we really can't stop it, we still have to use Daya's incident to cause trouble and divide the family.

A flash of determination flashed in Song Chunhong's eyes.

"Mom, the custard is ready!"

Just when Song Chunhong was lost in thought, the sound of Erya's salivating sounded in her ears again.

Song Chunhong lowered her head and saw her little girl's eyes full of desire, sucking her fingers desperately.

The child was already hungry, but when he smelled the unique aroma of egg custard, he was naturally very greedy.

Song Chunhong might be really annoyed, or she might have a plan in mind.

For the first time, she boldly had the idea of ​​"disobeying" her mother-in-law.

With a rag on the side, take the bowl down from the cage.

Song Chunhong didn't rush to light the sesame oil and add soy sauce, but scooped out two spoonfuls with a spoon.

The egg custard that was originally smooth and smooth, like a piece of tender yellow tofu, was instantly dug into two holes.

Song Chunhong felt a little uneasy, fearing that Zheng Du and Mrs. Wang would cause trouble.

But soon, the voice in my heart said fiercely: "What are you afraid of? Sooner or later, there will be trouble!"

"Besides, my children are all named Zheng. Why can Zheng Du eat while my children can't?"

While Song Chunhong tried her best to comfort herself, she gave Erya the two spoonfuls of egg custard she dug out.

"Erya! Eat!"

Erya swallowed hard, her eyes seemed to be fixed on the fragrant, tender and yellow egg custard.

However, she did not dare to take action and timidly reminded her mother, "Mom, grandma and fourth uncle will be unhappy!"

This is taking food from the mouth of the most precious fourth uncle in the family. The fourth uncle is nothing more than pretending to be weak and pitiful.

But my grandma, Mrs. Wang, would cry so loudly that all the neighbors would come to watch the fun.

At that time, my mother will definitely be forced to apologize to my grandma, and my father and mother will definitely have a big fight.

Erya really wanted to eat egg custard, but she was more afraid of causing an uproar at home.

"Eat! Doesn't matter if they are happy or not?"

Song Chunhong was a little worried at first, but seeing Erya's fearful appearance, she became more determined.

As if she was angry, she directly picked up the spoon and stuffed the egg custard into Erya's mouth.

Erya was unprepared and was stuffed into her mouth by the still steaming egg custard.

She didn't even know what happened, but the custard slipped down her mouth and into her stomach.

I've already had a bite, and it seems like it won't be a big deal if I take another bite.

Even if I have to get beaten because of this, it will at least satisfy my craving.

This is not a loss!

Erya is young but matures early due to family reasons.

In fact, children of this age are generally "sensible".

Thinking of this, she no longer resisted and ate another small piece of custard directly.

This time, Erya did not swallow the jujube wholeheartedly, but chewed it slowly.

She smacked her mouth, trying hard to savor this rare delicacy. Her dark and thin face was full of satisfaction, "Mom, it's so delicious!"

"...As long as it's delicious!" Seeing her Erya's appearance, Song Chunhong felt increasingly sad.

In fact, the Zheng family is not the poorest family in the village.

Zheng Yu and Song Chunhong are both well-known strong laborers in the production brigade, and both of them can earn full work points.

During his free time or after work, Zheng Yu would make some money by making furniture for others.

The four children are all grown up. They study in the primary school at the brigade headquarters, and they only have to pay some book fees and miscellaneous fees. Each of them only costs one yuan a semester.

The only two idle people in the family are Mrs. Wang and Zheng Du.

However, Mrs. Wang has more than just one son, Zheng Yu.

The second child, Zheng Qiao, served as a soldier in another place and even got married. It was basically a state of separation.

But Zheng Qiao sends money to his family every month.

When he was not married, he sent him twelve and a half yuan, which was basically half of his allowance.

After getting married, Zheng Qiao reduced his money to five yuan.

Five yuan a month is sixty yuan a year.

In their production brigade, even a strong laborer may not be able to get 60 yuan at the end of the year.

It can be said that if Mrs. Wang was alone, she could live very well just relying on the five yuan sent back by Zheng Qiao.

There is also the third child, Zheng Geng. He seems to be the most selfish of the three brothers. He has not dealt with Zheng Du since he was a child.

However, that was only for Zheng Du. Zheng Geng was still filial to Mrs. Wang.

He used to be an apprentice and had no wages, but he still found ways to make money and gave Mrs. Wang eighty cents as pocket money every month.

When he married his master's only daughter and became a regular worker in the factory, he also imitated the second child and sent money to Mrs. Wang every month.

He is more "selfish" and cares more about his own family, so he only gives three yuan a month.

This "less" is also a relative term.

At least in the production brigade and in Zhengjia Village, Mrs. Wang is definitely the envy of many old men and women——

The eldest son served me food and drink, the second son and the third son gave me money and bills. I lived a very happy life.

If it weren't for the huge pitfall of her younger son, Mrs. Wang would definitely be the best-lived old lady in the entire production brigade.

But there is no if.

The money and goods of the three sons' filial piety were mostly cheap to Zheng Du.

The whole family eats whole grains, but Zheng Du has a bad stomach and eats refined grains all year round.

The whole family does not see meat all year round. Zheng Du, because of his "weak body and bones", gets sick from time to time and needs to eat meat to replenish his body.

The whole family's clothes were patched one after another. Zheng Du's skin was so delicate that he couldn't wear rough old clothes, so the cloth stamps he finally saved made him a white shirt and new trousers.

The children at home also go to school, but after school they work hard to help the family.

Even the youngest Erya, as soon as she learned to walk, began to waddle around in the yard, feeding chickens and helping deliver things.
To be continued...