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C10 No Rules

As he said this, a smile appeared on the Lin Family's rich face. "My little sister is doing well in the county. We'll all follow her. After the matter between the Zhu Family and Xing'er is settled, our Daughter will be designated as a rich person."

"Tonight at dinner, mother told Little Sister Yin Hua to go to the county and take care of Little Sister Yin Hua, but Fourth Brother's wife blocked it." Today, Mother told Little Sister Yin Hua to take care of Little Sister Yin Hua, Fourth Brother's wife blocked it. Mrs Zhao whispered.

The Lin Family's rich man also agreed and said, "That is the truth. You can tell Mother about it tomorrow."

"Me." Mrs Zhao had an awkward expression.

"What's wrong?" "First, you apologize to our mother, and the appointment is not a problem. Today, Second Sister-in-law and our mother had a quarrel and have stayed indoors the entire time. With Second Sister-in-law's strong personality, she definitely won't go to the house for breakfast tomorrow morning. You took the opportunity to say it."

Mrs Zhao could only reluctantly agree.

After giving out the instructions, the Lin family's rich man urged Mrs Zhao to quickly wash the clothes. Seeing Mrs Zhao open the door and leave, he stepped forward to close the door and returned to the east inner room.

In the west room.

Lin Xin'er and Lin Yu'er, who were pretending to be asleep, pricked up their ears as they listened to the conversation between rich and powerful people of the Lin Family in the outer room. After the sound of footsteps faded into the distance, Lin Yu'er's surprised voice rang out. "Sister, are you asleep?"

"Elder sister, I'm still awake." Lin Xin'er replied.

"Little sister, don't be angry at what mother said just now. I'll tell mother in the morning and let little sister go to the county to take care of little aunt. I'll work in the fields with father at home, and after the grass on the wheat field is cleared, we'll have to water it." Lin Yu'er said dejectedly.

"Elder sister, I don't want to go to the county town. I just want to stay at home. If you don't go, I won't go either." Lin Xin'er felt a bit sleepy, and her mind was in a daze. At this moment, she wanted to have a good night's sleep.

She turned over and whispered into Lin Xin'er's ear, "You fool, it's so good to go to the county city. My aunt has five servants to serve her, so she doesn't have to do anything and does not have to eat and drink. Sigh, look at my mouth. Why are we discussing about this? We're still young, so let's not bring up this matter. "

He couldn't hide the envy in his voice.

"Sis, you are already fifteen years old." Lin Xin'er reminded her with good intentions.

Lin Yu'er blushed at the meaning of his words and said in a slightly annoyed tone, "What do you know? You're only twelve years old, you're three years younger than me. Go to sleep. When our father hears this later, he'll sell us out."

"We're so quiet he can't hear us." Lin Xin'er said in a daze. She turned around and faced the wall with the blanket in her arms. Her back was to Lin Yu'er as she fell asleep.

Lin Yu'er's eyes were wide open as she fell asleep.

Faintly, the hazy moonlight emitted a faint white light, and in her mind, she began to let her imagination run wild. Going to the county town was something that she had requested in her sleep, and she didn't know if she could have Lin Xing'er's good fortune to marry into the county city and escape this suffering.

It was already late in the morning.

Lin Xin'er had been woken up by Mrs Zhao.

"Yesterday, you just fell into the well. I was afraid that you would be sick, so before dawn, I went to the woodshed to boil some ginger soup for you. Quickly, drink it all in one go." The Zhao Clan held a bowl of ginger soup as they sat on the side of the bed, and they spoke with faces full of happiness.

Lin Xin'er, who had yet to wake up, sat up with difficulty. She closed her eyes and was about to sleep again. There was something by her mouth. She opened her mouth to drink a mouthful, but immediately woke up.

"What is this? It's hot and spicy. "

"It's ginger soup. Quickly drink it and you won't be sick."

After waking up, Lin Xin'er looked at a bowl of hot white water that was sprinkled over the mummies. Before she could react, Mrs Zhao immediately grabbed her head and forcefully poured it into her mouth.

After finishing a bowl of ginger soup.

Lin Xin'er's forehead began to perspire, but Madame Zhao, who was at the side, smiled contentedly and said, "I feel warm all over. If you're tired, you can go back to sleep, I'll help your grandparents wake up."

Mrs Zhao took the empty bowl and left.

Lin Xin'er looked around the room. The four walls of the house were all clean and devoid of any sleepiness. She reached under the pillow and pulled out her clothes, slowly putting them on, and then found a pair of worn-out cloth shoes to put on under the bed. On the windowsill, there was a small wooden comb. She picked it up, combed her hair and put it back in place.

Upon opening the door, the courtyard was quiet. The sky was suffused with a fish-belly white hue, and a fresh and chilly air assaulted their faces. Anyone who smelled it would immediately perk up.

When Lin Xin'er went to the latrine, she coincidentally bumped into Mrs Zhao, who was in the latrine pouring out a urinal. Mrs Zhao poured it out as she said to Lin Xin'er, "You came at the right time. Go to the woodshed and get a stick. I'll take the sh * t out of the urinal."

Waiting until Lin Xin'er brought out the wooden stick, Madame Zhao took the stick and began to poke the feces out of the urinal piece by piece.

The latrine was a huge pit that covered four directions, and all of the feces and urine were in front of her eyes. Lin Xin'er, who had originally felt nauseous the moment she entered the latrine, now saw Mrs Zhao poking at her feces.

He rushed out of the latrine and began to vomit.

Mrs Zhao came out of the latrine with a urinal, grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground, sprinkled it into the urinal, picked up a few leaves and put them in, stirred them with a wooden stick, and went into the latrine to pour out the soil and leaves.

"What's wrong with you? Did he vomit after kicking Jiang Tang in the morning? " Mrs Zhao put down the urinal and was about to go up and pat Lin Xin'er on the back.

The quick-sighted Lin Xin'er immediately hid to the side and said: "Mother, the next time you empty the urinal, I want to hide and see nausea."

"Girl, why are you still like this? This is your granny's room. At night, your granny doesn't come to the toilet, but instead poops in the pot. Seeing your appearance, your granny will see you and scold you again, and all the food we eat will be washed with sh * t and urine, only then will you look so good. "

"Mom, don't say anymore, I understand." Lin Xin'er said while grinding her teeth. She tried her best to stop vomiting.

The urinal looked like a spittoon, but in this case it was called a urinal. As soon as it was dark, Mrs. Yang stopped going to the latrine and sat on the urinal to urinate. Every morning, in the early hours of the morning, Mrs Zhao would go into her room to pour the water, then place the urinal next to her hut to bask in the sun. At night, she would wash it with clean water before placing it in her house.

In the woodshed.

Mrs Zhao added water into the pot, put millet in, and then boiled the pot to make Lin Xin'er squat on the ground to add firewood. She put the vegetables she had picked in the backyard into the water to wash, and then began to cut the silk or slice it.

Lin Xin'er squatted on the ground and placed the firewood into the wok, one by one. Her cheeks were flushed red from the heat, and when she saw that Mrs Zhao had finished cutting the food, she burned another smaller wok to add more firewood to the wok.

"Mom, where's my sister?"

"Going down to work with your father."

Mrs Zhao poured some oil into the wok and stir-fried the scallion. She put the chopped eggplant into the wok and began to fry it non-stop with a spade. Seeing that the wok was about to dry, she poured half a bowl of water into the wok.

Sprinkle with salt and serve.

Mrs Zhao cooked very quickly, and the cooking method was the same for every dish. However, the dishes she cooked tasted slightly worse, and Lin Xin'er was quite conflicted. She wanted to personally help the Zhao Family cook, but she knew that Mrs Zhao would definitely not agree.

A voice came from the east wing.

Mrs Zhao put down the shovel in her hands and listened carefully for a moment before saying to Lin Xin'er, "Your aunt has woken up. Your granny and your aunt will be up soon. I've cooked too late today."

Towards the Zhao Family's self-blame, Lin Xin'er was speechless.

Mrs Zhao saw that her second daughter didn't say anything, and continued, "The matter of cooking ginger soup for you this morning, you can't tell anyone else. If your grandmother finds out, there will be a flurry of curses."

Lin Xin'er nodded.

When Mrs Zhao was cooking the third dish, the courtyard became lively. There were footsteps, voices, washing faces, and the sound of water splashing all over the place.

When Mrs Zhao finished stir-frying the fourth dish, Mrs Qin walked into the woodshed, took a glance at the three dishes already prepared on the counter, and then looked at the beans being stir-fried in the pot. She pouted and said, "There are no more meat for today's dishes!"

"I didn't eat meat so early in the morning. I don't know what kind of food Eldest Sis liked, so I picked up some from the backyard." Mrs Zhao said with a smile.

née Qin sneered and said: "The meat must have been stolen by you. Before the sun rose, I heard you busy yourself in the woodshed, and up until now, you've only cooked three dishes. What are you busy with in the woodshed?" "He shouldn't be doing it on his own, right?"

As if begging née Qin to protect her secret and just as she was about to open her mouth to pay her respects, Lin Xin'er took the initiative and said with a smile: "Uncle, are you saying that my mother is slow to cook? I also think that my mother is slow at cooking, so in the future, just leave cooking to uncle! "

"A little girl has no rules, you have to interrupt her when the elders speak. I say, third brother's wife, you have to properly discipline your little girl. If you don't beat her up like this, she won't change." "It's not that I want to say it, but at home, I can even let her go. If she goes out, she will lose the face of the Lin Clan, and if she loses her life, it will be a big deal." née Qin said coldly.

"Eldest Uncle, are you also behaving like this for Big Sister Xing'er and Big Sister Tao'er?" Only by hitting them until their flesh is split will they be able to understand the rules. " Lin Xin'er asked.

The Qin family was furious.

Mrs Zhao was afraid that Lin Xin'er would anger née Qin, so she quickly said: "Xin'er, the water vat in the morning is not full yet, go bring water from the well with you."

Hearing Mrs Zhao's instructions, Lin Xin'er leisurely placed the firewood in the pot. She dusted her hands, stood up, looked at the Qin family, and happily walked out of the woodshed.

With a cold snort, she turned around and went back to her room.

In the woodshed, Mrs Zhao, who had been standing on the spot, sighed. She knew that now that she had offended the Qin family, her heart was hated by everyone in the Lin Family. This girl was becoming more and more ignorant. The little girl's mind wasn't clear, and she didn't know how to please everyone. At night, she had to properly explain this to Su Xing'er and teach her a lesson.

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