Although he said disgusting words, the movements of Xiaodouzi's hands were very gentle and did not hurt Zhu Ming at all.

Zhu Ming was disliked by his cousin and felt a little disappointed: "I know, I'll just not help you next time."

"It's not that I won't let you help. I just want you to take a look at the situation next time. If you can help, just help. If you can't help, don't cause trouble." Xiaodouzi felt soft for a while, and didn't want to make his cousin too sad.

Said, "I have to do a lot of work in a day, and it's quite tiring."

"What have you done to make you so tired?"

Xiaodouzi rolled his eyes: "While you were still sleeping, your mother woke me up to hunt pigweeds. I'm only a little tall, and the basket on my back is so high. How do you think I got such a big basket on my back?"

"How did you get it back?" Zhu Ming usually didn't pay attention. When he got up, his cousin was already sweeping the floor.

"I ran several times and got it back bit by bit..." Xiaodouzi said, "When you get up, you can have breakfast, put on clean clothes, and then go to school. But I can't. I still have to sweep the floor. Sweep.

It’s over, I still have to do laundry..."

"Don't you need to chop pig vegetables?" Zhu Ming remembered that when he came back, he saw his cousin chopping pig vegetables.

"Cut it, what morning won't it be chopped? But I still have to sweep the floor, wash clothes, and clean the pig pen... Sometimes I can't do it, it's just your mother and your grandma who did it..." Xiaodouzi complained and said

From the time he opened his eyes to the time he closed them, he was working all day long without stopping. He almost died of exhaustion.

Zhu Ming sympathized with him: "It's so much work, but my mother is really overdoing it... Then don't do it anymore, I say you can't do it."

"I'm different from you. Your mother cares about you and won't let you do it. But she's not my mother, so she won't care about me. She wants to tire me to death, so that your family will have one less person to eat in the future..."

When it comes to eating, Xiaodouzi also complained about the food at his house. Zhu Ming was given a big bowl and couldn't finish it. However, what he was given was only a thin bowl of porridge, which made him hungry in the middle of the night.

"Then I'll give you mine."

"Your mother saw it and scolded me again."

"It's okay, I won't let her see it."

…

Sure enough, that night, when Xiaodouzi was preparing to go to bed, Zhu Ming sneaked into the woodshed and handed him a large ball of rice dumplings.

"Cousin, I hid it secretly. Eat it quickly and don't let my mother find out."

Xiaodouzi took the rice dumplings that were still warm, and was confused at the time: "Where did you come from?!"

"Mine, I didn't eat it, I left it for you."

"You don't eat, you're not hungry, you fool!"

"I'm not hungry!" Zhu Ming patted his chest and said with certainty, "I just ate a lot of food and left the food for you. Cousin, you can eat. You will grow up only when you are full. When you grow up,

When you get older, my mother won’t dare to hit you anymore…”

I don’t know why, Xiaodouzi’s eyes were a little moist.

Although this aunt is very annoying, this cousin...

There's really no way to hate him.

Before, he was thinking about how to play tricks on him and use his cousin to reduce his workload, but this cousin kept protecting him foolishly, which made him unable to do anything.

On the other side, after Zhu Ming finished doing these things, he reported to Zhu Bamei.

His key point was: "Mr. Zhu, I'm very happy to leave the meal to my cousin, but it's a bit draining."

"Why does it bother you?"

Zhu Ming scratched his head in distress and said, "I'm hungry. My cousin ate mine, but I'm still hungry..."

Zhu Bamei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and reached out to touch his head: "Then have you ever thought about giving it to your cousin directly at the dinner table?"

"My cousin refused to let me eat, saying that my mother would scold him and wouldn't feed him."

"What about in front of your father? If your mother dares to have an opinion, just say, your cousin's surname is Zhu and he belongs to the Zhu family. Why can't the Zhu family eat? When you grow up, you will have to rely on your cousin.

My brother helped you farm the land, but you didn’t give me food to eat when you were a child. What will you do if your cousin doesn’t have the energy to help you farm the land in the future?" Zhu Bamei came up with a "bad idea."

The reason why "land" is mentioned is actually to remind Zhu Ming's family that although Xiaodouzi's parents died, the land left by Xiaodouzi's parents was cultivated by their family.

Their family cultivated someone else's land, but as a result, their son was not allowed to have enough to eat. Isn't it too much?

Even if Zhu Ming's mother didn't think anything was wrong, could Zhu Ming's grandfather and grandmother be able to tolerate it?

After all, Xiaodouzi’s father is also Grandpa Zhu Ming. Grandma’s biological son is Zhu Ming’s father’s biological brother. This blood relationship cannot be broken.

Sure enough, when Zhu Ming gave half of the rice in his bowl to Xiaodouzi at night, his mother exploded on the spot: "Zhu Ming, what are you doing?! If you don't want to eat, why are you sharing it with others?!"

Zhu Ming was startled, but when he saw that his grandfather, grandmother and father were all there, he still gathered up the courage and said: "This is no one else, this is my cousin. My cousin is also named Zhu, and he has the Zhu family in his body."

Why don't you give me blood to my cousin?"

"You are so rebellious, who taught you?!"

"Sir said that!" Zhu Ming frowned and said, "Sir also said that brothers in my family take care of themselves, share blessings and share hardships. When I grow up, my cousin will help me in the same way.

"

Zhu Ming's grandfather, grandma, and father who were eating were all stunned there.

When eating, it was Zhu Mingniang's share. Although everyone noticed it, they had been busy all day and Xiaodouzi was young and didn't know how to make trouble, so they didn't bother to take care of it. Unexpectedly, Xiaodouzi didn't make a fuss.

, her mother’s biological son actually started making trouble first?

But when they looked at Xiaodouzi's bowl and then at Zhu Ming's, they immediately understood: Zhu Ming was two years younger than Xiaodouzi and could eat such a big bowl. However, Xiaodouzi was more than two years older and still only drank that much.

A bowl of porridge would make him full.

In the past, the conditions at home were not good, so everyone ate like this, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But as the harvest at home increased, everyone began to switch from porridge to rice. As a result, Xiaodouzi was still drinking porridge, which was a bit excessive.

"You... you damn thing!" Zhu Mingniang reached out and wanted to slap Zhu Ming, feeling that he was challenging her authority.

As a result, as soon as she stretched out her hand, her man caught her.

Father Zhu Ming had a cold face: "What are you doing? If you even beat your own son, are you going to heaven?"

"he……"

"What's wrong with him? He feels sorry for his cousin. What's wrong with giving him half a bowl of rice? Children know this, but you, an adult, don't understand it at all. How can you be an adult?" Zhu

Ming's father yelled at Zhu Ming's mother, "Do you have any brains? Who can get enough of just some porridge? Who do you want to starve to death?"

"That's not...that's not because the family is poor..." Zhu Mingniang defended.

"If you are poor, you know how to eat dry rice. The whole family eats dry rice. Just let a child drink porridge. Why don't you drink porridge? Smelly bitch, I told you, Xiaodouzi is my brother's son, my brother's only child.
Chapter completed!