Chapter 146 The portable space is harvested

The fifth daughter's heart was broken because of the money issue, and she also knew that the relationship between mother and daughter would never be the same again, and all that was left was the blood connection.

Mrs. Liu brought the bowl and put it on the table. The old man was carrying a bucket and was wiping the tables and benches in the main room over and over again.

"The table is not dirty, so why wipe it?" Ms. Liu grabbed the rag and threw it aside.

"Sit there and eat first." He pushed the bowl on the table towards the old man.

"I'm not hungry, you can just eat. I'm old and can't eat much." The old man whispered with a bit of caution, fearing that he would be criticized for eating too much.

"Sit down and eat." Liu Fenghua grabbed the old man's hand and pushed him down on the chair.

Seeing the old man shrinking his neck, he felt mixed emotions.

When her father was still alive, he treated his mother like a princess. She would eat whatever she wanted, buy whatever she wanted, wear the best clothes, and eat the best food.

But now, how high-spirited I was back then, I feel so humble now.

"Of course I remember that every time dad comes back, he will bring you a bowl of pork with pickled vegetables and pickled vegetables. None of our siblings will eat it." Ms. Liu said as she ate the rice, with a hint of sourness in her words.

She was about to leave, and some things must be explained in advance.

Mrs. Liu added a piece of steamed pork and put it into the old man's bowl: "It's your favorite steamed pork. Try it and see if you like the taste."

The old man gave a wry smile. She had nothing but her husband.

She held the white-eyed wolf's son in her hands and doted on her, but her daughter, who wanted to fulfill her filial piety, was left cold-hearted.

Seeing that the old man didn't dare to speak, Mrs. Liu felt panicked and turned around to lead the people to the ground.

The old man picked up the piece of meat and took a bite, tears falling from his eyes.

After eating, Mrs. Liu packed up the dishes and prepared to take a few children to plant sorghum in the fields. By the way, she took Xiao Hua and Zhu Zhu to the fields to find their way there.

After carrying sorghum seeds and calling a few little beans, Liu took the people to the fields. Before leaving, she told the old man to rest as much as possible and not to find work. There were many people in the family and not much work.

The old man didn't say anything after hearing this. He took out a small tattered handkerchief sewn into his clothes from his arms and wiped his tears and nose, then lowered his head and stuffed it back into his arms.

The old man looked at the meat in the bowl with sour eyes, and whispered: "Do you still remember..."

Ms. Liu looked at Quan and pretended she didn't see it, then put a few more pieces of meat into the old man's bowl.

The old man curled up his arms and nodded slightly.

Zhuzi is a honest and homeless middle-aged beggar who was taken in at the beginning. Xiaohua is a silly middle-aged woman who can only giggle. Now she lives with Zhuzi and helps with work in the Zhang family.

"There is a high probability that your good son will not come to take you back. If you don't think my family is poor, you can stay in my house first. My family will have food for you, so you won't be hungry."

When her husband was still alive, she was the woman that everyone envied. Now that her husband is gone, it would be no exaggeration to say that her life has fallen from heaven to hell.

The humbleness and caution of surviving in the cracks, if my father saw it, he would probably not feel at ease even underground.

Xiao Xi still didn't go out. She was one of the few people in the family who didn't have to work. Because of her body pain, she spent her free time lying on the bed of the imperial concubine and playing with things in the space.

It’s time for the corn in space to be harvested.

In addition to pouring herbs every day, she also plants various crops. She is either harvesting sunflowers or harvesting wheat and rice every day. Looking at the piles of crystal clear rice and the plump corn kernels, her heart is filled with the joy of harvest.

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Now the food stored in her space is enough to feed half the country.
Chapter completed!