As for the fact that both the Minister of Rites and the Ninth Young Master ordered cherries from her, Murong Lingran didn't hide it from her father and brother, and said everything.

After hearing this, Murong Zhe thought for a moment, then sighed, "Do whatever you want, but remember, don't offend them easily, you know?"

The family's current financial situation is not very good, and this income is indeed needed.

"Got it, Dad."

At this time, Liu's family was having lunch, and Murong Xue watched with admiration on her face as she watched Grandma pass the meat to the eldest brother.

He glanced at Grandma nervously, and tentatively extended his chopsticks to the only bowl of meat on the table.

Seeing this, Mrs. Liu slapped her chopsticks without hesitation, and said with a cold face, "It's just such a plate of meat, what do you eat with your elder brother? There are so many dishes on the side that are not enough for you?"

Murong Xue's mouth was deflated, her eyes filled with tears, and she said aggrievedly: "Grandma, I also want to eat meat, just give me a little, just a small piece, okay?"

She worked tirelessly every day to pick up firewood in the mountains, and she has not eaten a single meal of meat in Lihua Village for such a long time.

Today, Grandma went to buy meat early in the morning. She thought she would finally be able to eat meat, but she didn't expect Grandma to not give it to her. It was so sad.

"No!" Liu's tone was tough, and she brought the meat bowl in front of her, as if she would not give it to her no matter what.

Murong Liang saw his wife doing this kind of shallow-eyed thing again, and frowned: "If she wants to eat, you can give it to her, but it's just a bowl of meat, she is also your granddaughter, and you favor one over the other, not to provoke their brother and sister's feelings. ?"

After he finished speaking, he took the meat bowl and put several pieces in Murong Xue's bowl at one time, "Hurry up, it's just a little meat, grandma won't give it, grandpa will give it."

Seeing Murong Qing staring at her eagerly, Murong Liang took a few more pieces into her bowl, "You too, don't care what your grandma said."

Murong Xue and Murong Qing said happily at the same time, "Thank you, Grandpa."

Liu Shi put down the bowl and chopsticks with a bang, and stared at Murong Liang displeasedly, "What do you eat, Ah Cai? The two of them don't usually do anything, so it's a waste to give them meat!"

Murongliang saw Liu's look at him again. Since he came to Lihua Village, his wife has been against him, ignoring her angry eyes, and sneered: "Nothing was done? Who picked up the firewood at home? Who picked the wild vegetables that I eat every day, and I didn’t do anything. Since Ah Cai came to Lihua Village, he really didn’t do anything.”

Seeing Grandpa scolding him, Murong Cai immediately lowered his head.

He wanted to go out too, he would get sick from being bored at home every day.

But when Grandma saw him going out, she was not happy, and would say that Grandma and her sisters were not good at words. In order not to get them scolded, she had to stay at home.

Seeing that her beloved grandson was unhappy, Mrs. Liu hurriedly assumed the appearance of protecting the calf, "He's all about to start a family, how could he be allowed to do those jobs? You're willing, I'm not."

Murongliang glanced at his grandson who lowered his head, and snorted, "Get married? Do you think he can get married like this? Which girl is willing to marry him now?"

"Look at what you're used to. He's fifteen years old, and other boys his age are either going to work in the city or going to the ground every day, and their diligent feet don't touch the ground every day."

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