Mushui is really a good man who lives at home. Although he is a little weaker, Mu Xiu thought to Mushui.

The quail eggs were cooked quickly. Mu Xiu wrapped the handle with cloth and took down the enamel jar. He gently poured the quail eggs into a cup made of bamboo. Then he scooped another jar of water in the washbasin and put it in place. When the water rolled away, he added a small handful of flour and continued to add heat.

Mu Xiu took out a bamboo knife, cut the dried sweet potato into pieces as wide as his fingers, put them in, and waited until the quail eggs were almost cold, and the dried sweet potato porridge was cooked.

Mu Xiu poured the dried sweet potato porridge from the enamel jar into the bamboo cup. They separated the house and did not get a bowl. Fortunately, Mushui brought his own bamboo knife and used the bamboo knife yesterday. In the morning, Mushui split the bamboo again, made three bamboo cups, and cut three bamboo chopsticks, which could be used as much as possible.

Mu Xiu was still feeling a little moved when he picked up the enamel jar. This was given to her by Lu Niandong. She took it out to pack quail eggs last night, but she didn't expect it to be a ready-made cooking pot.

Mu Xiu brought Zhou Shuilian a bowl of dried sweet potato porridge, and also put 10 quail eggs. Mu Shui was 7 quail eggs, and she ate three of them herself.

"Xiu, why do you put this for me? Eat more and grow your body." Mushui picked up the quail eggs in his bamboo cup and put them on Mushui.

"I like to eat dried sweet potatoes." Mu Xiu avoided Mu Shui's hands and ate dried sweet potatoes in big mouthfuls.

When Mushui heard this, she picked up the dried sweet potatoes in her bowl with bamboo chopsticks and put them in Muxiu's cup. Muxiu was a little disgusted, but seeing that Mushui had not touched the meal, she reluctantly accepted Mushui's kindness.

"Enough is enough." After Mushui clamped two pieces, Mu Xiu hurriedly stopped him.

Mushui then smiled foolishly, stopped, and started eating with relish in his arms.

Mu Xiu looked at her bowl and only divided some of them, most of which were given to Mushui and Zhou Shuilian. The dried sweet potatoes tasted good, but no matter how good it was, they were just dried sweet potatoes. Mu Xiu ate the food in the space when she was hungry, so she was not very interested in these foods.

"Mom, I can't finish it, I'll give you some." Mu Xiu saw that Zhou Shuilian's cup was already half empty, so she pulled her rice into Zhou Shuilian's bowl.

"Hey, I'm full, don't give it to me, you can eat it yourself." Zhou Shuilian hurriedly refused.

"Then I can't finish it and it will fall down!" Mu Xiu was about to pour it on the ground.

"You kid! When did you become so prodigal? Then give it to your father..." Zhou Shuilian saw Mu Xiu's actions and quickly handed the cup over.

"I'm full for your mother." Mushui covered his bamboo cup.

Seeing these simple foods, the couple still let me and I let you, Mu Xiu felt warm in her heart. She always wanted a warm home. Although Mu Shui and Zhou Shuilian's personalities made her very troublesome, as long as everyone loves each other, it is more important than anything else. Only when family harmony can everything be prosperous!

"I haven't eaten this much for a long time." In the end, Mu Xiu's food was distributed to Mu Shui, because Mu Shui still had to do a lot of work today and had to eat enough.

"Dad, when did you take out the dried sweet potatoes? These foodies are usually very strict." Zhou Shuilian was also full, and she asked curiously.

"I didn't bring the sweet potatoes to it. By the way, this is Xiu's boiled." Mu Shui then realized that he looked at Mu Xiu strangely.

"Last time my grandma was drying dried sweet potatoes, I saw the aunt pretending to be secretly there, so I just pretended to be a little, and I kept hiding it in the cabinet. When I left yesterday, I secretly brought the dried sweet potatoes out of my clothes." Mu Xiu said calmly.

When Mu Shui heard Mu Xiu stealing something, she thought it was wrong. She was about to say something to her, but Zhou Shuilian, who knew his temperament, pulled the corner of her clothes and shook her head at him.

Mushui then reacted and sighed, but it was useless. It was because the child would steal things if he kept hungry.

"Oh, my mother didn't give us anything, we didn't have any property, we only gave half acre of responsible fields. In the past few days, we have to go over the ground and plant wheat quickly, and wait until June next year before we can receive food. For such a long time, what will our family eat and wear in a year." Zhou Shuilian said worriedly: "There is also a house, it's winter soon, so you can't just do it."

When Mushui came back yesterday, Zhou Shuilian was already asleep, so she didn't know what Mu Xiu and the others planned to rent a house.

"Mom...I remember that every year I can have some cotton and floral cloth at home, so we don't have new clothes to wear!" Mu Xiu couldn't help but say.

"At least you can give me a few pieces of cloth heads and apply patches. Even the patched cloth is gone..." Zhou Shuilian looked sad.

No wonder she is poor and has a short ambition... Zhou Shuilian has to worry about it. It's all because of the lack of things and ruthlessness. Give her a little bit of favor and a little bit of favor, which makes her feel hopeful.

"Mom, it's almost noon. My father and I went to the village party secretary. He said yesterday that he would help us find a house and there will be news at noon." Mu Xiu said.

"Thank God, I'll take Xiaohua first and look for it nearby. If there is any wild vegetables or food, you will go there later. The father of the child, the village party secretary is a good person. Go and see what the village party secretary needs to help with, be diligent." Zhou Shuilian told Mushui, after all, they are poor now, and only this strength can be used.

Mushui nodded constantly as she heard this.

Mu Xiu did not speak out to stop Zhou Shuilian from looking for food. After all, even if she asked Zhou Shuilian to rest, Zhou Shuilian would not be idle.

Mushui went to cut some firewood and looked at the sun. It was almost time. After he came back, he took Mu Xiu to the village party secretary's office with him.

The village party secretary's office is called an office, but in fact it is a relatively neat dirt house in the village. There is a large courtyard in front of it. The village team leader usually holds meetings, convenes meetings and broadcasts the villagers. They are all here.

Chen Xiangyang stays here most of the time on weekdays. The villagers need conflict mediation and the captains will come here to find him if they have any matters.

"Mushui, you kid are still a little lucky. Lao Sun's son came back this morning. I told him about your affairs. He expressed his sympathy and agreed immediately. You wait here first. He went to visit relatives and came over later." Chen Xiangyang told him the good news when he saw Mu Shui coming in.

"It's so great, thank you, the village party secretary." Mushui felt completely relieved when he heard the news.
Chapter completed!