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Chapter 32 That’s for the horses

 She had planned to take out food books to teach her mother how to cook. Now that she is ready, she will give her a pillow when she takes a nap. Shopkeeper Zhou will be her lucky star.

Liang Jiali felt a little self-conscious since she entered the bookstore. When she saw that Awen could chat with the bookstore owner without changing her expression, she was really impressed. She also saw that she could copy thirty texts, and she was envious in her heart. She regretted not practicing calligraphy well.

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Seeing Liang Jiali's envious expression, Awen immediately invited her: "You can catch it if you practice the words a little more."

Liang Jiali imagined what she would look like after sitting down all day, and shook her head: "I think it's better to cherish these few years."

Awen was puzzled, why should we cherish it? This life has just begun, and there are still many things to do in the future.

With a melancholy look on her face, Liang Jiali held Awen's hand and walked among the crowd, saying, "My mother is going to marry my sister during the Chinese New Year. My sister will get married next year, so we won't just meet each other on a whim."



Awen looked at Liang Jiali and suddenly realized that she seemed to have forgotten this question.

"Then let the eldest sister get married later. Besides, it's not good for a girl to get married too early."

Liang Jiali poked Awen's forehead with her finger: "If you say it will be later, then it will be later. How late can it be? If it is too late, you will be called an old girl again, and it will be harder to marry then."

"Second sister, what is your dream?"

Liang Jiali looked into the distance, a place she could never reach.

"The dream is too far away."

Awen shook her head, with a look of disapproval: "You have to dream before you think. For example, I want to make a lot of money, buy nice clothes and jewelry, so that my father and brother can study well, even if I take exams for the rest of my life.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t succeed, I will raise them and then buy a lot of fertile land and rent it out, while my mother and I will count the money at home.”

Liang Jiali looked at the little girl dreaming in broad daylight with a funny face and did not try to hit her.

A-wen, however, was deeply pondered by Liang Jiali's words.

Returning to the stall, they asked the surrounding vendors and found out that no one was coming, so the two of them packed up and prepared to go back.

I’m still waiting to cook at home.

Liang Jiali is carrying a baggage. Two books and some blank paper are not heavy at all.

It was only half past ten in the morning when I got home.

Awen was speechless when she saw that her second aunt didn't do anything but just waited. Why don't she just get pregnant? What's the point?

Seeing the two people coming back, Liang Jiajing also pretended to take a broom to clean the grain drying field.

Little Wang went directly back to her room to rest.

How can such a carefree mother teach her daughter well?

Awen curled her lips and went to her father's room first to see her father. She saw that he was sleeping and did not disturb him.

After returning to her room and putting her things down, she flipped through the recipes she wanted to copy. They were all only rich people could afford. How could country people spend so much energy and time just to cook a meal? Why not do something

Farm work is real.

After putting things away, she went directly to the kitchen to help light the fire. She was familiar with this.

In her previous life, her grandmother also lived in the countryside. When going to her grandmother's house for dinner, she had to learn how to make a fire, so she knew how to.

What satisfied her the most was that Lao Liang’s family had three meals, and they were cooked with rice and brown rice.

It can make people full without being too uncomfortable.

In addition, the adults are taking care of the little one, so Awen hasn’t felt much in the past few months.

When the rice soup started to drain, her mind suddenly thought of soy milk.

"Second sister, do we have beans at home?"
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