There is a pot and a wooden bucket, and I can finally boil water and take a shower.

"Liyuan, go and pick up some firewood and come back." It seems that he is not the only one who wants to take a shower.

"Grandma, let the maid go. The young lady has never done these rough work since she was a child." Aunt Qiu hurriedly carried the child out.

I haven't done it before, because it's the eldest lady; now the eldest lady has to work.

"Sister-in-law, I don't know how to pick firewood." Jiang Liyuan's eyes turned red, and his sister-in-law actually asked her to do rough work.

"You can learn if you don't understand. Everything goes from not understanding to understanding." Not understanding is not an excuse. Only by not doing can you find a reason.

Jiang Liyuan burst into tears and looked at her second brother with tears in her eyes.

"Liyuan, listen to my sister-in-law, learn to do everything. We are no longer in Yi'an Mansion." Jiang Zhiyuan felt equally uncomfortable. His parents were gone, and anyone could bully himself and his sister.

"Aunt Qiu picks firewood, then you take care of your younger sister." Ma Ruyue is not used to her eldest lady's temperament: "If the family lives together, they must work hard in one direction, otherwise they will not be able to live this life."

"Okay, I'll take care of my sister." Jiang Liyuan timidly hugged the baby. But he didn't know that the baby who had slept well before would cry as soon as it reached her hand. She was so scared that she hurriedly sent it to Aunt Qiu's arms again.

"Miss Second Miss admits giving birth." Looking at the thin daughter in her arms, Qiu's eyes were also red. After giving birth, the master was still very happy and even got married to the wet nurse. As a result, there was an accident and nothing was left.

"Then you please coax her, Li and I will go to pick up firewood." Picking firewood is a half-physical job. The man at home is sure not to participate?

The branches and leaves were not scraped and raked, so they had to kick them into a pile, then bent down and carried them back to the kitchen.

Although Jiang Liyuan was afraid of being dirty, he looked at Ma Ruyue's plain eyes and had to grit his teeth and carry a small camera back to the room.

However, Jiang Zhiyuan hugged him three or four times in a row. A gray-white long gown was stained with stains. Ma Ruyue felt like she was abused by him.

Illuminated the fire and taught Qiu how to operate and burn it. Then he went to the edge of the valley to fetch water.

The most important thing is that she has to take care of the meat in the wooden barrel.

It is said that as long as someone burns the fire, it will attract people to check it. The fire target in the middle of the afternoon is even more obvious, and this meat is really a troublesome.

While scooping water, I accidentally touched the mud on the mountain wall and the water was dirt. It took a while to clear it up.

Ma Ruyue saw large platinum of white gold taro leaves by the ravine.

Have it!

Ma Ruyue picked a few leaves, pulled a few more grass, wrapped the pound of meat tightly, then picked out a lot of mud with her hands, and applied a thick layer one by one.

I can no longer see the meat, and I hold a mud ball in my hand.

One holds water and the other holds the scoop, and the scoop is filled with mud.

"I'll go to bring water." Jiang Zhiyuan always remembers that he was a man at home: "I'll go to bring it back later."

It's pretty good. Someone is willing to help, but she doesn't mind being lazy.

Put the wooden barrel on the ground and throw the mud balls into the ash trough, so the black ones couldn't see clearly.

Ma Ruyue secretly applauded her idea.

Qiu finally ignited the fire.

"I have never burned the fire." She can serve tea and water to serve the man. Now she has learned how to wash clothes and milk dolls to go to the house to get food and wash dishes.

"It's great. It's better to ignite the fire." Compared to Jiang Liyuan's shouting before he started to dry, it would be much better: "You can help me burn the fire first, I want the oil pan."

To be honest, she has never done these jobs, but Ma Ruyue, who is a genius, can't do anything if she hears it.

My mother said that when you buy a new pot, you must use oil to let the pot absorb the oil fully so that it will not rust or leak easily.

The fire started to burn and the pot was hot. Ma Ruyue threw the oil residue as big as her thumb down from the pot. Without the spatula, she carried it back and forth in the pot with chopsticks.

"Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan." Someone shouted outside the door.

Jiang Zhiyuan hurriedly led him out.

"Three Grandpa!" Jiang Zhiyuan wanted to say something and welcomed him over.

He is a person in charge of the people who are in charge of the government and are always cold and serious. He is said to be very upright and selfless. Someone gave him a nickname: "Iron Bread Man."

"Zhiyuan, haven't you told you that there is a rule among the clan that you cannot cook fire and eat alone. What's wrong with you?" This big house is really rich, and after experiencing so many things, he still has money to buy meat to eat.

"Grandpa San, it's okay." He burned the fire alone, but did not make food.

"I said I didn't do it, but I smelled the smell of meat from afar." After catching the offender, catching the thief with the stolen goods, the third old master stepped into the kitchen: "Do you make this meat very delicious?"

"Haha, it's Grandpa Third!" Ma Ruyue snorted coldly in her heart, but she said twice: "Three Grandpa, don't say that we are penniless now. Even if we have money, we dare not eat meat. After all, we are still filial, which really makes the Third Grandpa worry in vain."

Look, catch it, the oil pan is considered to be boiled meat!

"Ruyue also heard from the people selling pots that the new pot must be oiled first before using it, otherwise it will be a pity to use it soon." Ma Ruyue picked up the chopsticks, and the pitiful little oil residue had been fryed into a small black ball: "This oil residue was still something Ruyue asked for a kind butcher. Speaking of which, her parents-in-law would never have dreamed that one day the people in the Jiang Mansion would not even have money to buy meat!"

Sad old man, come and see if you eat meat.

"Cough, oil pan head." The third old man coughed twice to hide his embarrassment: "You are not without money to buy meat, but you really can't get oil and meat during the filial period. If you really want to eat meat, you can send money to the house and go to the public to make a separate portion."

That's because I think the money is too much to be eliminated.

"Okay, when you look back and have money, Ruyue will go to the house to buy meat to eat." Ma Ruyue felt contemptuous and learned from Huang Shuzhen that the real Jiang family members have never given money to buy meat to the house to buy meat to eat.

The Jiang family will have Qingming Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival and Spring Festival. These festivals can be eaten with meat. Who can’t get rid of the money and want to eat alone?

The people who really eat alone are their Presbyterian Church. The Council holds a meeting once a month and there is meat to eat, but outsiders cannot see the oil beads.

If you really do this, you will probably be punished by any crime.

The third old man said a few more words to Jiang Zhiyuan, and then left with a boy behind him.

"So scary!" Qiu Shi swallowed: "I think I can deal with family law!"

"We have not violated the rules, so how could we deal with it so much?" Ma Ruyue felt that Qiu was as timid as a mouse, but it was normal. The concubine was just a slave, and it would be a problem if the slave was brave.

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Chapter completed!