The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family-Chapter 32 - Sleeping with Mother_1

Now that they had San Lang, having another child would just…

It wasn’t the first time Pei Houli had spoken such words because ever since Pei Wendong was born, Lady Fang never let him into her room again.

Lady Zhu looked at her son and could guess what he was thinking.

Her eldest daughter-in-law, Lady Chen, was a farmer’s daughter who, while still young, had been pretty, but now had lost her luster and had become harder to look at.

Her second daughter-in-law was a scholar’s daughter, literate, tall, and well-built.

It had been years since the Jian Xiao, and now that it had stopped, she understood her eldest son’s intentions!

Glancing at Old Pei, “The entire second room’s family still relies on the eldest to provide for them!”

Pei Houli moved his lips, “With the second brother gone, as the eldest uncle, it’s only proper for me to provide for them.

It’s just that San Lang alone is really too meager.

In our family, without the second brother, there’s just me…”

“Old man!” Lady Zhu called out to Old Pei with a question.

Old Pei glanced outside.

If the second room were to have another child, the eldest daughter-in-law would certainly make a fuss.

They were about to set up a marriage with Qian Dog’s family and discuss the wedding.

At such a critical moment, they couldn’t afford any trouble!

Pei Houli brought this up precisely because of the current situation.

The marriage to Qian Dog’s family had been arranged by Lady Chen.

With their agreement and another child added to the second room, she wouldn’t dare to make much of a fuss.

But as for Lady Fang, that would be tricky.

They would need the parents, the old couple, to intervene.

Pei Qin turned and entered the kitchen, took the oil lamp inside, struck a flint to light it, and carried it into the western room, “Get a quilt out!”

“What for?” Si Ya asked her.

“I’m going to sleep with Mother!” Pei Qin handed the oil lamp to San Ya, pulled out an old, torn quilt and carried it to Lady Fang’s room next door.

Lady Fang had just finished feeding the pigs and hurried over when she saw a light in the room, “Looking for something?

Qinqin!”

“Not looking for anything!

Looking for Mother!” Pei Qin patted the extra quilt on the bed, “From now on, I’ll sleep with Mother!”

Lady Fang was surprised, as she had previously wanted to sleep together with her daughter, but for some reason, Pei Qin had been scared by someone, or looked down on her mother and didn’t want to be close, so she refused.

Seeing her daughter’s clear and piercing gaze, she held back the acidity in her eyes and showed a smile, “Good!

Qinqin, you’re grown up now, and it won’t be long before you leave the house!

From now on, you can sleep with Mother!

There are still many things I haven’t taught you yet!”

“Okay!” Pei Qin replied and started to get the bedding ready for sleep.

Hearing the conversation, Pei Houli came out to take a look.

After seeing Pei Qin spreading the bedding in Lady Fang’s room, his face twitched momentarily, “Da Ya is…”

“I’m about to get married and leave, so in these days, I’ll sleep with my mother!” Pei Qin raised an eyebrow, mockingly looking at him.

Pei Houli smiled stiffly and then looked towards Lady Fang.

Lady Fang kept her head down, busying herself with sewing, not even lifting her eyes.

Pei Qin patted Pei Wendong’s small head, “Go and close the door!

It’s time to sleep!”

Pei Wendong scrambled down from the bed, slipped on his shoes, and came over, looking at Pei Houli, uncertain about closing the door.

“Alright…

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it’s getting late, you all go to sleep early!” Pei Houli managed to force a smile and said a few words before leaving.

Lady Fang let out a slight sigh of relief.

She was not foolish; with Pei Houli bringing up continuing the Jian Xiao just now, Lady Chen dared not make too much of a scene, so there was a chance he would mention it.

They also didn’t talk about plucking the corn, as all the mothers had their concerns and went to bed.

After a long day, Pei Qin quickly fell into a deep sleep.

“Qinqin?” Lady Fang called out softly, saw that she was asleep, and let out a relieved sigh.

She then pulled the blanket over Pei Wendong, who was beside her, and closed her eyes to sleep.

The next morning, Pei Houli got up early to tend to the collapsed woodshed in the backyard, still doubting that Pei Qin had caused its collapse.

Lady Fang also rose early to cook.

Pei Qin turned over and didn’t want to move, utterly exhausted.

San Ya and Si Ya were already up, one sweeping the floor and the other boiling water.

Seeing Pei Qin still in bed, Si Ya came over discontentedly, “Elder sister!

Why are you still not getting up!?”

Pei Qin pretended not to hear.

Si Ya, with a sullen face, came over to call her, “Breakfast will be ready soon, and you’re still not up.

Do you want to get scolded!?”

Pei Qin’s blanket was pulled off, and she curled up into a ball and sat up with a dark expression on her face.

Si Ya, seeing this, took her blanket away to air out.

The corner of Pei Qin’s mouth twitched as she hurriedly got dressed.

The rest of the family gradually got up as well.

Lady Fang quickly finished preparing breakfast too.

Pei Wenbo knew that Sister Peiqin liked to save a bit of food, and surely couldn’t bear to eat all of last night’s meat buns.

There must be some left, so he rushed to the kitchen first thing, saw the smoke rising from the pot, lifted the lid, and immediately spotted the yellow-black steamed corn bread with the white meat buns in the middle.

Delighted, he reached out and grabbed one.

Pei Wendong had been waiting all morning and saw the meat bun being snatched, feeling aggrieved but not daring to protest.

“That’s our bun!” Si Ya tried to come over.

“What ‘yours’?

This meat bun was bought by my dad!

You have no right to eat it!

You already ate last night and still want another serving?

No way!” Pei Wenbo, holding the meat bun, ran out, whispering a curse under his breath.

As he was about to leave with the meat bun, Pei Qin, standing just outside the kitchen, reached out and snatched the meat bun back, then stepped inside.

Pei Wenbo cried out in surprise when he saw the meat bun stolen from him, “They’re stealing my meat bun!”

“You steal someone’s meat bun and then accuse them of stealing yours?

How many times have you played this game of a thief crying ‘stop thief’?

Do you still have a meat bun?” Pei Qin sneered.

Seeing it was her, Pei Wenbo didn’t dare to snatch it back and started to cry in the yard, “That meat bun is mine!

You all had some yesterday!

You wild brats, stealing my meat bun!

It was bought by my dad!

If you want some, let your own dad buy them for you!

That meat bun is mine!”

Lady Zhu hurried over and pointed at Pei Qin, regardless of the facts, “You all already ate last night, and want more!?

Eating so much, you’re not pigs!

Hand over that bun!”

Pei Qin turned and asked Pei Wendong, San Ya, and Si Ya, “Do you still want to eat it?”

Pei Wendong did want to eat, but when he glanced up and saw Lady Zhu’s stern, dark gaze staring at him, he quickly shook his head.

San Ya shook her head too, and Si Ya came over and took the meat bun from Pei Qin’s hand.

Pei Qin thought she took it to eat it, but to her surprise, Si Ya took the meat bun outside and handed it to Pei Wenbo.