C6 They Had Their Eyes on Their Big Uncle's New Door

Old Lady Cui was stunned and could not find any words to refute.

But thinking of that one dollar, how could she swallow this anger? She slammed the wooden door even harder.

"I don't care! You hurt my precious granddaughter, so you have to pay! Quickly get out!" Old Lady Cui shouted and scolded.

In the end, she couldn't take it anymore and even started to kick.

Mu Churong lowered his voice and asked in a low voice, "What if the door is broken by a kick?"

"Change it to a new one!" Mu Zhizhi clapped her hands happily.

"Zhizhi wants a new door?" Mu Guangyao bent down and looked at her evenly. He smiled and scratched her nose, "Then do you want a new door, or do you want to eat TangTang?"

Mu Zhizhi tilted her little head, as if she didn't quite understand what he meant, "I want both! Eldest Uncle's door is red, it's so beautiful!"

Her uncle's door was just made after the New Year, and he even gave the old carpenter some money to brush it with a thin layer of red paint.

However, this was also the only one in the village.

As a child, it was understandable that he liked bright colors.

"Big brother, little sister has her eyes on big uncle's door." Mu Guangyao teased with a smile.

Mu Churong also came over and tapped Mu Zhizhi's nose. "Little bad guy! You are so beautiful."

"Hmph, I want it!" Mu Zhizhi raised her head and shook it proudly.

"Sister, you mean that when Ah Milk breaks our door, we will go and tear down uncle's door." Mu Guangyao explained.

Little brother is awesome!

Mu Zhizhi was so happy that she wanted to applaud.

She decided to start from Little Brother to cultivate a tacit understanding.

In the future, the two of them would be in cahoots with each other.

"Uncle and Aunt definitely won't agree." Mu Anze frowned and rejected this suggestion.

However, Mu Guangyao sneered indifferently, "So what if they don't agree? Zhizhi was envious when her big uncle made such a bright door. If we can't get it back, we'll take the opportunity to destroy it.

With two doors, even if A'milk roars until her throat is dry, her father won't be able to take it out. In the end, Ah Milk still had to pay and rebuild the two doors. At most, we'll just be scolded a few times and eat less."

In any case, they wouldn't be able to eat their fill every day. If they ate less, it would make the big house and A'milk unhappy, so they were happy.

Mu Anze tacitly agreed to his suggestion and directly ignored Old Lady Cui's screams outside the door.

After Mu Zhizhi was fed half a bowl of fish soup, he picked up the rice that was steamed together with the bacon.

The fragrance and oil of the bacon wrapped into the rice, but the little girl buried her head into Mu Anze's arms and protested, "Don't eat meat, eat steamed egg mixed rice."

Two taels of bacon could only cut six pieces that were not too thick. Now, all of them were placed in her bowl, obviously wanting her to eat them all.

The countryside was so poor that they could not even see meat once every two or three months.

Even if it was the new year, it was already considered not bad for her to be able to eat two slices of meat by herself.

Every family raised pigs from the end of the year and killed them. They had to hand over 100 kilograms to the army before they could keep the rest.

However, every family would take most of the meat to the cooperative to exchange for money.

This was their biggest income in the year.

If they raised the pigs well, they could get 250 kilograms.

With the remaining 100 catties, the retail price of each catty in the cooperative was 80 yuan. 100 catties was 80 yuan.

One must know that nowadays, 700 yuan could build three large tile houses in the countryside.

"Zhizhi, be good. You are injured today. You need to eat some meat to recover." Mu Anze guessed that the little girl in his arms wanted to leave the meat for them to eat. His heart ached.

"One piece for each person. Otherwise, we won't eat it." Mu Zhizhi's attitude was firm and firm. She refused to compromise no matter what.

This made her three brothers extremely anxious.

"Zhizhi, be good. You have to take good care of yourself. Otherwise, your body will not feel good in the future." Mu Anze put down the bowl and carried her up a little.

Mu Churong quickly echoed, "Yes. Look at your little head. Does it still hurt? This is the reason why I didn't eat the meat."

"Zhizhi, be good. Brothers don't like meat. Zhizhi, help us eat all the meat, okay?" Mu Guangyao poked Mu Zhizhi's little face and said sincerely.

If Mu Zhizhi was really a six year old baby at the moment, she would definitely be fooled by him.

"No, just eat a piece." Mu Zhizhi slapped Mu Guangyao's hand away and angrily moved her small face to the side.

Mu Anze thought for a while and said, "Then eat one piece first."

The rest would be left for tonight and tomorrow.

One piece per meal, or two pieces.

Anyway, they said that they would leave the meat to their sister, so they couldn't eat it anymore.

Mu Zhizhi raised her long black feathered eyelashes and looked at Mu Anze. She knew in her heart that there was no way to explain to the three of them.

But if all of it belonged to her, then all of it would belong to her. In two days, she would be able to earn back this meat.

"Then I want to eat it myself. Don't feed me." Mu Zhizhi twisted her small body and wanted to jump out of Mu Anze's arms.

He was so scared that he quickly hugged her tighter.

"Okay, Zhizhi will eat it by herself." Mu Anze asked Mu Churong to bring the small chair they specially made over and wrap the milk up and place it on it.

Mu Zhizhi bit a small piece of meat and took two big bites of rice.

Wu... This kind of rice tastes terrible.

She secretly pursed her lips. Her tender throat was scratched by the rough rice grains until it hurt.

In the original world, she had never eaten such bad rice.

But now, the pain was not because she was too delicate.

In the countryside of this era, how could she eat big rice?

Every family had rice and porridge cooked with sweet potatoes every day. No matter how bad it tasted, it was still soft.

However, they were not full. They clearly did not feel hungry when they went down to the table, but after walking around two rounds, they were starving. They could only tighten their pants.

"Brother, let's go down and catch crabs later?" Mu Zhizhi used water to make steamed eggs with rice. After eating half a bowl with difficulty, she suddenly suggested.

"Okay." Mu Anze thought that he had nothing to do in the afternoon. He and Mu Churong just went to catch crabs. He also wanted to see if they could catch a few more small fish.

"Then brother will go and find trouble. He wants six. We will each get one. Then we will compete and see who catches more." Mu Zhizhi stretched out her hand and gestured.

It was now the end of September and it was the perfect time for the crab to be fat.

Because this crab was hard to catch, even if one was lucky, they could only catch one or two crabs. It was not easy to hand them over to the large group, so generally, whoever caught them would belong to the family.

In the early years, everyone loved to stir up trouble in the river, but often, they could not catch even one in two or three days.

Sometimes, they would put it aside and forget about it. When they thought about it, they would look again. The basket was all messed up by the crab or the small stones in the riverbed.

As time passed, the villagers no longer spent time and energy to make trouble in the river.

Their second bedroom had always had some good stuff, so Old Lady Cui would take it away and use it to make up for the children she liked.

Only then did Mu Zhizhi and her brothers insist on making trouble in the river every day.

It turned out that they brought back only one after three or four days. After steaming it, they wanted to add food to their younger sister, but they were always cheated by Mu Tongtong.

Their younger sister could only get a few legs and was especially happy.

Only then did Mu Guangyao suggest that in the future, if they caught it, they would keep it in the basket.