Chapter 3 The Girl Who Ate Leftovers

She was a poor student in her previous life, and poor students dislike reading the most.

As for the good days with plenty of fish and meat, a few years later when she could do business, it would all be within easy reach.

On the other side, Zhao Xiaojuan, the second son's wife, was speaking with her second daughter, "Er Ya, where is your eldest sister?"

The meal was about to be served, and she was worried that her eldest daughter wouldn't make it in time.

Er Ya said, "Grandma asked elder sister to call Eldest Brother and Zhiwu for the meal."

Hearing this, the second son's wife's expression grew more worried, fearing the two nephews had run too far off to play.

If the grandsons missed the mealtime, the grandmother would definitely give them something to eat, but the granddaughters would have to go hungry for the night.

Without bringing back the two nephews, the grandmother wouldn't let the eldest daughter eat either.

Fortunately, right as the meal started, Da Ya brought back her brothers who had been playing outside all day, and the family gathered around the table to start eating, but the several girls did not eat together.

In the Jiang family, the girls could only sit at the table after the elders had finished their meal, and they would eat whatever was left over.

So, for now, they could only sniff the aroma of the oil residue and salivate while watching the others eat, knowing that the leftovers would be dishes without any oil and water content.

Of course, this did not include Jiang Mianmian.

In her father's words, they in the main house would only have her as a daughter, and in the future, she must attract a son-in-law as part of the family, she must receive the same treatment as the boys!

Otherwise, it would be a great loss!

Jiang Mianmian did not let her father down; she fought for food more fiercely than the two boys and ended up with a mouth full of grease.

Seeing that she specifically picked the oil residue to eat and ate very quickly, Zhang Guihua immediately scolded angrily, "Eat, eat, eat, like a starving ghost reincarnate!"

The only dish that could be considered meat on the table was the plate of fried cabbage with oil residue; the other dishes barely had any oil or water.

She did not name names, so Jiang Mianmian just pretended she hadn't heard that this was meant as a rebuke toward herself and her mother.

Indeed, her mother, Su Wanyu, though a delicate woman who could not even carry a bucket of water, could match her speed when it came to picking dishes.

And her father, Jiang Changhai, was a top pleader; in the whole Stone Bridge Village, no one could surpass him in speed, whether it was with hands or feet!

Looking at her family of three, who didn't even give her a glance, Zhang Guihua's face turned black with anger: this main house family was good for nothing but ranked first in eating!

Yet no one spoke a word to comfort her, not even Laosan's Wife, who usually loved to tease the main house, as she too was busy grabbing food.

The old lady was only upset for a few seconds before she continued eating, as if they waited any longer, the three locusts from the main house wouldn't leave a single leaf drenched in oil!

"Burp, I am full." After devouring two big bowls of wild vegetable porridge, Jiang Mianmian let out a satisfied belch.

Luckily she hadn't traveled back a few years earlier, or she might not even have been able to fill herself up with wild vegetable porridge.

As she was feeling fortunate, she heard her grandmother say, "From tomorrow onwards, San Ya and Zhaodi will join Da Ya and Er Ya in the fields to harvest rice."

Wiping her mouth, Jiang Mianmian calmly said, "Grandma, I am only eight years old, I cannot do heavy work."

She knew her grandmother was just not fond of her laziness and always looked for chores for her to do.

Zhang Guihua scowled fiercely, "Your elder and second sisters started working in the fields at the age of eight, and Zhaodi is even a year younger than you."

It was all the fault of the Eldest, who spoiled her; a girl without any responsibilities really thought she was a precious egg!

Jiang Zhaodi naturally didn't dare to go against her grandmother and nodded obediently.

But the second son's wife, feeling pity for her daughter, plucked up the courage to say, "But if Zhaodi is working in the fields, who will gather firewood and dig wild vegetables?"