Strict Wife Of The '70s Manages The Household

Xiaowang also learned to comfort his brother, “I’m not very good at writing, though.”

However, Sanwang was not comforted.

Seeing them having so much fun, Sanwang himself was also infected, “I didn’t get the reward because I didn’t want to fight my dearest siblings for it. Since my Second Sister and Second Brother want it so much, paired with the greedy little Xiaowang. What I’m doing is simply being Kongrong who offered the best plums(3).”

(T/N: Based on a Chinese legend, a boy named Kongrong was the 4th child out of 5 brothers. He offered the larger pears to his older brothers because he was younger, but also gave up his supposed pear for his littlest brother because he believed he had to take care of the younger)

Maisui, “Kongrong offered pears not plums; don’t teach our Xiaowang the wrong things.”

Sanwang, “I know that Kongrong offered pears, alright? I just don’t like to eat pears, so I’m just like him.”

Everyone, “…” 𝙗𝒆𝙙𝒏𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡.𝙣𝙚𝒕

Erwang, “Then we’ll have the remaining few pears over there, alright?”

They scrambled to eat the pears as the sound of laughter continued to echo in the room for a while.

Lin Lan had a kind smile that resembled the look of an old mother. Being at home by herself, the house was so big that it seemed deserted just now. But as soon as the children came home, it seemed like the house was not large enough to deal with their chaotic energy. It was very lively, as if there was an opera troupe going on inside the house.

Lin Lan looked at the sky and asked Dawang to take his younger brothers to grind the mill while asking Maisui to help cook at home, “I asked our neighbour to line up for us, but now it’s our turn, so off you go.”

At this time, the village was always going to grind on the millstones. Every household had to do it once every few days, especially towards the end of the year when there were many people to the point where they had to queue up. Lin Lan saw Zhang Caihong pushing before, so she had asked her to line up for them. Currently, it was about time for them to go.

Maisui said, “Mother, you can let Second Brother cook for you, whereas I will grind the mill.”

Lin Lan thought about it and deemed that it seemed okay, “Then go and see which team has a donkey that’s idling so we can borrow one to help us.”

Sanwang smiled and said, “Mother, didn’t you always say that my Eldest Brother is a donkey? Why would we need to get a donkey…um, guys, help me…” Before he finished speaking, he was carried out by Dawang.

Lin Lan and Erwang then busied themselves, remaining at home to cook.

When Erwang went to get some grass, he was taken aback for a moment before he came back and asked, “Mother, why do we only have so little left?”

Lin Lan thought rather sarcastically, well, maybe it’s because I was using them?

In the end, she said, “We have two kangs here,” Plus, there were times where the family took showers and when they boiled water, they didn’t use firewood.

Erwang, “It seems that there is not enough hard firewood. After cooking, I’ll go with my Eldest Brother over to the river and chop some vitex stalks before coming home.”