The Exiled Life of the Noble Girl-Chapter 138: Foresight

When he heard that they said they wouldn't go back for the time being, Old Lady Wang took Liu Yizhu out to talk, and the two of them whispered about something unknown. Wang Chunhua glanced at them, then sat down next to Li Mingwei who was making the fire.

"What are those two ladies talking about?"

Li Mingwei looked outside, she didn't know much lip language, she could only shake her head: "Don't know, forget it."

She sniffed the scent of lamb soup bubbling out of the pot, happily shook her head: "It's been a long time since I drank sister's stewed lamb soup, it must be delicious."

"Then drink more later."

"Ok!"

Wang Chunhua looked at the well-behaved Li Mingwei, and patted her head affectionately, then helped her add some firewood: "You didn't fight with your brother-in-law, did you?"

"Sister, that was a long time ago."

The quarrels between her and Liu Yizhu usually didn't last the night.

"That's good. Young couples should say what they want to say, don't keep it in your heart, otherwise it will become a knot that is not easy to untie after a long time."

Looking at Wang Chunhua preaching to her, Li Mingwei smiled and didn't know who was the one who quarreled with her brother-in-law last time and was upset for several days until she persuaded her to make up.

"Don't laugh!"

Wang Chunhua glared at her, then looked around the spacious kitchen and sighed, "How much do you think such a big house would cost?"

She had just walked around when she first came in, with three sections and a small garden. It's really big and beautiful too. It would be great if her family had such a big house too.

Li Mingwei didn't know exactly, maybe a few hundred taels?

If she wanted to know, she could ask Mr. Tang later.

Wang Chunhua's eyes revealed a trace of envy, but her face still looked worried. Li Mingwei nudged her, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing much, just Xiao Yan."

Xiao Yan used to sleep with them before, and now she is slowly growing up, and it is time for her to sleep alone. But there is only the storeroom where Li Mingwei used to live left in the house.

It's not that the storeroom can't be slept in, Li Mingwei lived there for more than half a year. Although there was only one bed at the beginning, a lot of things were still added later. It's just a little shabby.

"Xiao Yan doesn't understand this now, so let her live there first. But in a few more years, when she sees her brother's room is bigger and better than hers, I'm afraid she will feel uncomfortable in her heart."

What if she feels that her parents only like her brother and don't like her, so they let her live in a broken room? This will hurt her feelings. But there really aren't any extra rooms at home.

If they let Xiao Lei, who lived there for years, move out and give the room to his sister, he probably won't feel good either.

It's difficult for Wang Chunhua. You can't make one happy without making the other unhappy.

"Does sister want to move to a bigger house?"

Wang Chunhua shook her head: "Moving house is too expensive, I didn't dare to think about it. I just thought about demolishing the storeroom and building a new one for her."

"That's a good idea, so why does sister still look unhappy?"

It shouldn't cost much to build a room.

"I'm not unhappy, I'm a little worried." Wang Chunhua moved closer to Li Mingwei's ear and whispered, "I heard people next door arguing just now, arguing very fiercely, over the room."

The Meng family's house is adjacent to the Dong family's, and the sizes and layouts are similar, with just three rooms. Usually the old couple live in one room, Yun Sister and her little sister live in one room, and the two brothers live in one room.

Now that the eldest son has married, the second son has nowhere to live. The old couple put a small bed in the main room and let their young daughter move in with them, leaving the room for their second son. He's got to get a daughter-in-law too, so he can't be without a room.

But the second son of their family is still not satisfied, because the room where the two sisters lived before was the smallest, and while he himself is fine, if he marries a daughter-in-law, they definitely can't squeeze in that small room.

So he made a fuss at home.

After listening to the wall, Wang Chunhua soon worried about Dong Lei. Their house is so small, what if Dong Lei gets married and has more children in the future, how can they fit?

Li Mingwei didn't understand: "Sister, Xiao Lei is not even eight years old yet, don't you think you're thinking too far?"

"You can get married at sixteen, it's only a few years away."

Uh~

Eight years is not eight months or eight days. Li Mingwei really felt her sister was thinking too much.

"Sister, let's live well for now, who knows what it will look like in eight years. You're worrying too early."

Wang Chunhua was not understood. She stood up and patted her butt, humming: "When you become a mother, you'll know. If you don't prepare more for your child, what will you do when he wants something but doesn't have it."

"For example, if he wants to marry a daughter-in-law in the future, but the family can't afford the bride price, won't he feel bad? It's good to think more and prepare in advance. We should dig the trenches while the sun is shining, so the fields won't flood when it rains, and the vegetable roots won't rot."

Li Mingwei reluctantly nodded. The reasoning makes sense, it's just that her sister is thinking too far ahead.

Wang Chunhua lifted the pot lid, waved her hand to dissipate the billowing steam, and used a spatula to check it: "It's done."

She added some salt to the pot, tasted it, and then instructed Li Mingwei: "Put out the fire, bring two big bowls, and give some to the little maids who take care of you every day. A satisfied mouth speaks well, if they drink our soup, they will take better care of you."

Li Mingwei didn't feel like they would dare to be negligent, but still smiled and nodded, turning around to fetch two large bowls to rinse.

Liu Yizhu came in from outside and took the bowls from her hands: "Let me do it, what do you need them for?"

"To wash."

"Okay."

Li Mingwei saw her mother-in-law talking to her sister in front of the stove, and moved closer to Liu Yizhu to ask in a low voice, "What were you talking to mother about for so long?"

"Just making arrangements for the next few months."

Li Mingwei has someone to take care of her now, but Old Lady Wang still wants to come personally when she gives birth, after all, those two little maids are not very old either, and they don't look like they've had children.

"Mother said..."

Just as Liu Yizhu was about to speak, Tang Jue rushed in and interrupted him.

He bumped Liu Yizhu, "Good, you really don't treat me as a brother anymore. You eat delicious food and don't call me, it's a good thing I came to check on sister-in-law, otherwise I wouldn't have stumbled upon this."

Liu Yizhu said helplessly, "I just found out my sister came when I got back."

Tang Jue was a little incredulous, with a suspicious look on his face.

Old Lady Wang immediately explained: "Really, really, we came around noon, he didn't go to class with you, how would he know."

"That makes more sense."

Satisfied, Tang Jue greeted Wang Chunhua again.

He looked around and frowned, "Where is the family cook? Why is sister cooking by herself?"

"I let them rest." Wang Chunhua smiled and pointed to Li Mingwei, "This girl loves the lamb soup I stew, so I made it instead of them."

"Then sister's cooking must be very good. I'll take advantage and have a taste later."

"Enough with the pleasantries." Wang Chunhua directly scooped him a bowl from the pot and handed it to him, "Drink up, drink more, don't stand on ceremony."

Li Mingwei pouted, "Sister, what about me!"

She was still competing with a guest. Wang Chunhua glared at her lightly, but still scooped her a bowl. Liu Yizhu came over to take it, "It's hot, I'll carry it to the table for you to drink."

Tang Jue touched the scalding bowl, full of grief and indignation.