Ma Ruyue didn't say anything, stepped forward and pulled him away.

Jiang Zhiyuan felt that his sister-in-law's hands were very soft and soft. He was a man and he should hold it.

The uncle and sister-in-law returned home in the dark.

Under the dim light, Jiang Zhiyuan was still savoring the smell in his hands.

"Ji, today I still had a lot of harvest." Ma Ruyue put the bag of tender sorghum wrapped in her apron on the table. "Let's make sorghum cakes to eat."

The question is, how to do it?

Neither Qiushi nor Jiang Liyuan were asleep; Jiang Zhiyuan had even eaten it, and Ma Ruyue could not make it.

According to her own ideas, all the pastries should be pushed into powder with stone mills.

Ma Ruyue was so distressed that she lacked tools at home.

The raw materials have been retrieved, so it is impossible not to make them to eat.

Finally, Ma Ruyue asked Jiang Zhiyuan to burn the fire, took care of the tender sorghum himself, rubbed off the sorghum shell, washed the tender sorghum and put it into the pot.

The cooked sorghum still had a fragrance. Ma Ruyue thought about mashed potatoes and so on, so she simply used a spatula to make a paste, put two bowls into her respective rooms.

Qiu Shi, who was awakened by hunger until midnight, felt someone coming in, and then smelled the fragrance.

"Grandma Big Young..." Qiu was excited. As long as the eldest young lady came home, she would hardly have to go hungry.

"Eat it." Ma Ruyue nodded, "Do Jingyuan want to eat some?"

"Forget it, she didn't wake up, it would be noisy if she didn't sleep well." Qiu Shi said, "Besides, the child is ignorant and afraid of her..."

"Okay, you can also leave some rice for her in the evening. If you are hungry, you will have something to eat." Ma Ruyue thought that Qiu Shi was worried about it, and the child might have sold herself inadvertently after eating.

Jiang Liyuan looked at the bowl in his brother's hand.

"Brother, has she gone to steal food again?" Jiang Liyuan swallowed, "What is this?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Zhiyuan said, "If it weren't for the sake of survival, who would have been willing to stay in the middle of the night and become a thief. If you don't eat it, forget it."

After saying that, Jiang Zhiyuan was about to leave with the bowl.

"Brother..." Jiang Liyuan turned over and got out of bed. "Brother, I just talk, is it so amazing to say it?"

"Liyuan, she is our sister-in-law, she is for us." Jiang Zhiyuan said earnestly. "During these days, you have also understood in your heart that if we had not had a sister-in-law and the Ma family, would we still be alive?"

He was so hungry that his face was pale and thin, and his chest was pressed against his back. Jiang Zhiliang broke a sorghum and was beaten half to death by his own mother.

If it weren't for the eldest sister-in-law, the people in their big house would not even have the courage to break a sorghum.

"I know, brother." Jiang Liyuan took the bowl and sighed. "But, brother, she is the eldest sister-in-law. We all have to respect her. In the future, you have to marry and respect her with your second sister-in-law..."

Jiang Liyuan means to let the second brother understand in his heart what the situation and status is, and his own situation and future.

She is just a sister-in-law, so don't have any other ideas.

Jiang Zhiyuan frowned and turned around and left his sister's room.

In the main hall, Qiu Shi and Ma Ruyue were already drinking sorghum porridge.

"I originally wanted to make sorghum cake, but our family still lacked some tools." Ma Ruyue said, "I'll go find Uncle Jiu's help tomorrow."

Jiang Kunlin was stunned when he heard Ma Ruyue say that he was going to make a stone mill.

"Jing Yuan is young, the food is not delicious, and he always cries in the middle of the night, probably because he is hungry." Ma Ruyue said, "If I want to have a stone mill, I can grind some fried rice, and then rinse it with some boiling water at night and eat it."

"You sister-in-law is really thoughtful." Jiang Kunlin said, "The big stone mill is usually pushed by two people. If your family has no labor, I will make a small one for you. One person can turn it with his hands. Although it is less grinding at one time, it is better to be convenient and not tired."

"Uncle Jiu is here." Well, it's pretty good. Two people pushed the stone mill. Ma Ruyue felt that the big house did not have such talent.

No one dares to talk about anything else.

Ma Ruyue has seen the farmer pushing the mill, and the stone mill keeps rotating. The person who adds the mill must take advantage of the gap to send the grain to the mill.

This is a technical job. If it is slow, it will be hit by the grinding rod; if it is fast, it may not be added.

Xiaoshi Mill can be done by hand by yourself, and you can stop when adding grinding.

Jiang Kunlin is very efficient, and at noon the next day, he came up the mountain with a stone mill on his back.

"Thank you, Uncle Jiu." Ma Ruyue handed him the prepared 100 cents.

"How can I ask for wages?" Jiang Kunlin said, "Stone doesn't cost money, but I just spent some time. I'm idle and idle, so I don't want anything to say."

Jiang Kunlin remembers that Ma Ruyue helped the family survived the difficult times last year.

No matter what, Jiang Kunlin just didn't charge any money, and after placing the stone mill, he frowned.

"Actually, you can put the stone mill in a dustpan, and the ground powder will be directly inside, and it will not be wasted." It seems that the big room has few tools. "I will make one for you tomorrow."

"Uncle Jiu, thank you." Since you don't have money, then give me food.

Ma Ruyue went into the house and scooped three bowls of rice, put it in a cloth bag and wanted to give it to Jiang Kunlin. As a result, he ran very fast and had already gone down the mountain.

Ma Ruyue had no choice but to send her to the mountain in person.

Jiang Kunlin said no, so naturally women didn't dare to answer.

After all, it is the man who leads the family.

"Aunt Jiu, it's not for you, but for your younger brothers and sisters." Ma Ruyue said, "There is not much rice, it's my intention. You can make some porridge or something."

It is normal for every household to lack food.

It is a must-do to eat grass-roots wild vegetables and go to relatives and friends’ houses with shame.

Just like Ma Ruyue, she often goes to Majia Village, not to go back to her parents' home, but to make a living at her parents' home.

"Ruyue, you think so thoughtful." The woman took the cloth bag and was very grateful. "In the future, you can just let your uncle ninth do whatever you lack at home. You are idle and you can pass the time when you do some work."

"Haha, thank you Aunt Jiu. Then I'll help me make a bamboo steaming bar for steaming buns." Ma Ruyue knew that Aunt Jiu and Aunt Twelve could talk to her at the Jiangjia Dam.

As for the Bai Fang and Li family who worked together in the house, they looked decent on the surface, but they still didn't know what kind of medicine they had put on behind their backs. Without a long sentence, Ma Ruyue never thought about any interaction with them.

As he was talking, Ma Ruyue watched a strange woman walking towards the pond with a bucket of clothes.

This is?

"You don't know yet, the second old lady married last month." Aunt Jiu whispered, "I look good and capable, I wash clothes every day, even if I am Jiang Feiyuan, she is washing. Not to mention that, that guy always surrounds her and calls her little grandma."
Chapter completed!