Through the daily life of a passer-by and a cultivator

Chapter 23 023 Ancient Daily Life
When Wen Lan went out, he saw that the Wang family had returned.

Wang Guihua's family is in this village. Wang's Village is a big village with about [-] families, but Wang Guihua's family lives at the end.

Her home is at the front, far away,

Asking Lan to think about something is a matter of a moment, and the boss she admired, Wang Fugui, was taken care of by Wang Guihua and his wife.

They are all clever, tired of working, and have no skills at all, so they pretend to be uncomfortable when they are asked to work.

He is the fattest in this family, and the others are not fatter.

The second child and the third child? In Wang Guihua's memory, the two of them are the most capable and honest.

Wenlan knew at the first glance that his two third children were smart, and she knew it well.

As for the two daughters, they were usually married at the age of 15 in ancient times, and Wen Lan only complained in her heart, which is still underage in modern times, no wonder children in ancient times were precocious.

Wang Guihua's eldest daughter and second daughter are twin sisters, both are 16 years old.

There are still five days to get married, and they still get married on the same day.

Wang Guihua thought about whether to give her two daughters some dowry.

But Wang Guihua thinks about it, marrying a daughter to give a dowry is something rich people do.

In Wangjia Village, even if they love their daughters, they rarely give dowry.

In the end, Wang Guihua didn't think about whether to give it or not.

Wen Lan came, it must be given.

The others, Wang Guihua, had no memory for half a year, and Wen Lan didn't know either.

Recalling the memory of Wang Guihua is just a matter of a while.

Seeing that Mrs. Qian has already set the meal, there is a table for men and a table for women.

The children were all at the women's table, and Wen Lan watched the children making noise.

There is a large pot of pimple soup in the middle, and a bowl is placed next to each person.

Is this the meal she was waiting for? "No," Wang Guihua remembered sharing the meal.

Wenlan complained in her heart: Isn't this just making yourself guilty?

Take a big spoon and hit a big bowl full of pimples next to each other.

This meeting surprised everyone at the table, and the third daughter-in-law secretly asked Qian.

The mother was stimulated by something, as if she had changed into a different person, the third daughter-in-law's eyes turned around, and she didn't know what to think.

Wenlan finally finished finishing the meal here, and called for the meal to be served.

Others didn't think about what happened today, adults and children all started to eat, after all, they had been hungry for a whole day.

There is also a bowl of pickles on the table, I don’t know when the pickles were pickled, the salty throat is so salty, Wen Lan tasted it and the taste was average.

Mother, your cooking is so delicious. You said it was all the same thing. How mother cooks it is so delicious. Sun’s meal does not forget to flatter her. She thinks that the old lady must be rich, otherwise Why is it so nice to the girls at home today.

Wen Lan saw that the third daughter-in-law, Mrs. Sun, was talking, and ignored her. This is just a mouthful, and it doesn't look like a fuel-efficient lamp.

Mrs. Qian didn't care what Mrs. Sun said, she only saw that there was not much rice in the bowl, she turned her head and shouted: Don't eat it, big girl, save some for your brother, if Mrs. Qian said, go get the half bowl of big girl, Da Ya is also used to her mother patriarchal.

Wang Guihua doesn't know what to say, but it doesn't mean Wenlan doesn't care.

Wen Lan shouted: "What's the matter, Mrs. Qian? There is no food for your precious son at home. If you want your daughter to have a bite left, I don't usually talk about you, it's to save face."

Why don't you show your face, I hope this is the last time, and next time, you will leave half of your meal for your son every time.

Or you don't eat it, and leave it to your son, and mother has no objection.

Wen Lan taught her a bucket, looked at the big girl with a smile and said: "Young girl will eat, and there will be more after eating, don't listen to your mother, she will bully you in the future, remember to tell grandma."

"Yeah" the big girl said in a milky voice: Thank you grandma, she glanced at her mother in fear, and seeing her mother's dark face, she knew that her mother was very angry now, and the big girl lowered her head and didn't dare to speak with red eyes. say.

She was only eight years old, and when she was growing up, every girl in the village was treated like this, and she gradually got used to it.

Qian Shiyin pursed her lips in dissatisfaction and complained: Mother, girls are losers. You see, girls from other families eat very little. Haven't they grown up? Why are our girls doing something special?

"Bang" and asked Lan angrily, all the chopsticks fell on the table, what's wrong, the old lady can't speak well, women are losers, so what are you, my old lady is also a woman, did you scold me too.

I can't control other people. In the Wang family, I'm listening to you talk about losing money. You just go back to your parents' house. My eldest granddaughter, after all, this is the blood of the Wang family.

What kind of shit are you, mother, mother, the boss heard the noise here Qian couldn't hold it anymore, he smiled and said: Mother, you are right to scold, Qian is too shameful, mother beats as she should, scolds as she pleases, whatever she wants Mother, you are happy.

But don't get angry, mother, you eat first, and your son will teach her a lesson for you.

Wen Lan saw that everyone else had finished eating, and seeing that Mrs. Qian had finished eating, she wanted to slip away.

Stop, Mrs. Qian, have you washed the dishes, washed the pots, and cleaned up the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)