The Peasant Wife Has a Space

When Zhao Xiulan heard this, her nose was sore, her sisters were not in pain, and her father was raking her ears again. She had really suffered a lot in the past few years.

Zhao Xiulan put the egg into Zhao Xiuzhu's hand, "You can eat it now, Xiuzhu, with elder sister here, elder sister will definitely make you live a good life. In the future, elder sister will make you full even if you beg for food."

"Hmm!" Hearing Zhao Xiulan's words, Zhao Xiuzhu believed her inexplicably. She would definitely be able to do what her sister said. In the future, as long as she can fill her stomach, everything will be fine.

The two sisters peeled the eggs and ate them. The soft and tender eggs were undoubtedly a delicacy for the hungry sisters.

After eating, Zhao Xiulan arranged for Zhao Xiuzhu to throw the egg shell away and dispose of it.

He lay back on the bed and rested first.

When no one was around, Zhao Xiulan secretly took out a glass of water from the space and took a little antipyretic.

Her body was burning so badly, it was not okay to let it go, and she herself would have to suffer.

When an egg was not full, Zhao Xiulan took out a little white porridge from the space and devoured it into her stomach.

The original owner's stomach did not enter the oily water for a long time, and the meat was fishy. At first, he couldn't eat too much, so he could only eat these light things first.

After taking the medicine and having a full meal, Zhao Xiuzhu felt a lot better. He fell on the bed and slept for another day.

The next morning, the fever subsided, and I gained some strength.

Zhao Xiulan had been lying down for so long and her body was a little sore, so she got off the bed and went out to move.

Seeing Zhao Xiulan come out, Li Lijuan squinted her eyes and said angrily, "Hey, did some people know about it? I thought I had been hiding in the house and didn't want to work anymore!"

Zhao Xiulan ignored her. Talking to such a person is a waste of time.

Being directly ignored by Zhao Xiulan, Li Lijuan gritted her teeth even more.

"Xiulan, are you feeling better?" Zhao Weiguo came out of the room, saw Zhao Xiulan, and asked.

Zhao Xiulan responded lightly, and Zhao Xiulan didn't have a good impression of this father who raked his ears.

Zhao Weiguo glanced at Zhao Xiulan and said, "Xiulan, now that you are in good health, you should take more care of the housework. Your Aunt Mei is pregnant and it is inconvenient to move around."

After listening to Zhao Weiguo's words, Zhao Xiulan knew that Ma Yumei must have gone to Zhao Weiguo's bedside to blow her ears again and sued her for being lazy and not working.

My father didn't know that he was partial to his daughter, and he did everything to Ma Yumei's mother and daughter, Zhao Xiulan was really speechless.

Now that Zhao Xiulan has prepared a plan, she has to let Zhao Weiguo stand by her side slowly.

"Well, Dad, I see. I have a high fever for the past two days and I feel a little unwell. If I can help, I will definitely help!" Zhao Xiulan made a weak and pitiful appearance.

Zhao Weiguo saw Zhao Xiulan's very pale face and weak body, and suddenly felt as if he had done a bit too much.

The girl is a sensible girl and does a lot of work. Isn't she unable to work when she is sick? But Ma Yumei said that her daughter was lazy. Thinking of this, Zhao Weiguo had a little more opinion on Ma Yumei.

"If you're not feeling well, just rest! After you've rested, work!" Zhao Weiguo rarely said a thoughtful sentence, and then the commander Li Lijuan said, "Lijuan, you can take care of it for the next few days, let's cook!"

When Li Lijuan heard Zhao Weiguo's order to work, she immediately became unhappy and pouted very high. "Dad has always been Xiulan's cook, when will I be?"