Traveling through life as a widow: six sons to support her in her old age

Chapter 16 Big meat buns attract thieves

"You guys keep busy, I'm going out for a walk."

Watching Lan Qiyan jumping out of the house, the few people who found him looked at Yuze.

"Brother, do you think Father Zi'an is still alive?"

Yuze shook his head. "I believe he is still alive, but I don't know when he will show up. I haven't seen him in 7 years."

"Brother, don't think too much. Daddy spent a lot of effort to send the six of us out. Apart from talking to mom, don't mention these things in the future." Yulin reminded?

Yu Xiu added, "We are the descendants of criminals, and our entire clan will be exterminated."

"Shut up, our surname is Yu now." Yu Ze's voice was a little choked.

Yu Xiu pouted, "I would rather die beside my family than live here in vain."

"But your parents want you to live, Ash, do you understand?"

Yu Xiu wiped away her tears and said, "I understand. I will live well. I still have to avenge my parents."

Yuze smiled bitterly. Want revenge?

How easy is it?

They have lost everything, and their only connection is Father Zi'an, but they haven't seen him for many years.

His only relatives now are Qiyan’s mother and grandmother.

The atmosphere in the kitchen was a little subtle, with only the crackling sound of the firewood burning in the stove.

Lan Qiyan was hanging on a crooked tree outside. The roads in Yushi Village were not as good as those in Taohua Village, which were connected in all directions.

However, Yushi Village has a good terrain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. There is only one main road on the south side, and the other three sides are surrounded by mountains.

Thanks to these big mountains, otherwise she would have no choice but to watch from the sidelines in her Taobao space.

Now that they have the Taobao system, they won’t starve to death, but it’s not so easy to get rich either.

The first problem is the house. The children are getting older and there are not enough rooms.

She was not used to living in the same room with her mother-in-law, and she didn't dare to make any loud noises when getting up at night.

Another thing is that Yuze is already 12 years old. According to the marriage age of ancient people, she will probably become a mother-in-law within five years.

Lan Qiyan gets goose bumps when he thinks of this. He has six sons and six daughters-in-law, and they only get one day off a week.

Furthermore, the backgrounds of these six children are questionable, and they are not good identities anyway.

Maybe she doesn't need to think so much, because she might be implicated and won't live long.

Lan Qiyan sat on the crooked tree, clasped her hands together, and prayed to God that if she died, please let her be reincarnated as a woman with beauty, wealth and power.

"Mother, where are you going?"

Just as she was immersed in the thought of being reincarnated as the eldest princess of a country and flirting with her husband, she was brought back to reality by the word "mother".

She slowly lowered her head, looked down at the child below, and said in an unfathomable voice, "No, I am just thinking about life."

"Mom, have you thought about it? The buns are ready. Big brother asked me to call you."

"Okay, go right away."

Lan Qiyan estimated that she could make 17 or 18 buns if she added the dishes, but when she saw the two full baskets of buns, she counted and found there were 32.

Which young man packed this and how many vegetables did he put in it?

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"I estimated that there are 17 or 18 buns for a pound of meat, but now there are 32. I'm very curious about what happened and who made them."

"My eldest brother made these buns. Look, mom. He was looking for meat in the dishes. If we hadn't stopped him, he could have made a hundred buns with one pound of meat." Yu Xiu complained quickly.

Yuze scratched his head and said, "Haha, it's good to have something to eat. Mom, try it, it tastes good.

But it’s not thirty-two, it’s thirty-four, and I gave two to grandma.”

Lan Qiyan patted his shoulder and said, "Good boy, but you don't have to be so frugal. If you run out of meat, I'll find a way."

"Mom, as long as I can eat enough, you don't have to work so hard."

"Stop, don't talk to me about feelings, it makes me want to pee.

Eat when you need to eat, drink when you need to drink, don’t take things to heart, if I eat, you will eat too.”

Yu Xiu served everyone a bowl of rice soup. Lan Qiyan drank a bowl of rice soup and ate a bun and felt full.

Seeing her put down her chopsticks, several other children also wanted to put down their chopsticks, but she quickly stopped them, "I'm losing weight, you guys eat yours.

Where can I find clean bowls in Yuze? I will take four to your fifth grandmother's house and borrow her sewing basket so that she can make clothes for you."

Yuze stood up and took a clean earth-colored porcelain bowl, "Mom, is this okay? No one uses it. I usually use it to hold dishes."

Lan Qiyan took the earth-colored porcelain bowl that was as big as her face and said, "This one seems a little familiar. I think I've held it before."

"This is what you brought back from the old house." Yu Zhen added dimly.

She suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. No wonder it feels so familiar."

Liuzi: Mom is so humorous.

Lan Qiyan packed four buns and went out. Perhaps because it was noon, every household was having lunch and there were only a few free-range dogs wandering around the village.

In this way, she was still able to chat with a few dogs, and the journey that should have taken less than a quarter of an hour to go back and forth took her half an hour.

The news that Lan Qiyan sent buns to Aunt Five's house spread like wildfire to the old house of the Yu family, which made the three families, who had suffered losses many times, have different ideas.

In the afternoon, after Lan Qiyan took the four children up the mountain, a group of uninvited guests arrived in the fenced yard.

Even if Yu Xiu was strong, two fists could not defeat four hands. While fending off the beatings from the three children, he shouted, "Yulin, Yulin, go find your mother."

"You are quite quick-witted, little bastard. I saw them go to the back mountain with my own eyes. You won't be able to find them in a short time, haha."

Malayhua cursed fiercely, "Beat my son, beat him hard, and vent all the anger you felt that day."

"Don't worry, mom. I'm going to teach this brat a lesson today. He just relied on his ugly mom to protect you now."

Yuye's slaps fell on Yuxiu's face again and again...

When Old Lady Yu heard the noise in the yard, she hurriedly climbed out of bed and said, "Old Second, what are you doing? Let Yu Xiu go."

"Mom, you are a paralytic and you still have time to worry about them. You might as well worry about yourself."

"Malaihua, you will be punished for bullying a child. Yuye, stop it. Your mother is ruining you."

Malayhua got angry when she heard this, "Shut up, old woman. I will teach my son myself. What does it have to do with you? Ye'er, beat him up hard and don't delay us from getting our things back."

As soon as he finished speaking, all three families rushed in, taking the pots and pans in the kitchen, the cloth, food, quilts, and stools in the thatched house...

Yulin could hear grandma's pleading, second brother's wailing, and those people's cheerful laughter from a distance...