Chapter 92

   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.

   Murong Zhe thought for a moment after hearing the words, and sighed: "You can do whatever you want, but remember, don't offend them easily, you know?"

  The family’s current economic 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 her hand the meat to the eldest brother.

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

   Liu Shi slapped her chopsticks without hesitation, and said with a cold face: "It's just such a plate of meat, what did 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 immediately, she said aggrievedly: "Grandma, I also want to eat meat, just give me a little, just a small piece, okay?"

   She worked hard 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 I 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."

   Looking at Murong Qing eagerly, Murong Liang put 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 giving them meat is a waste!"

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.”

   Murong Cai immediately lowered his head when he saw Grandpa scolding him.

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

   But when Grandma saw him going out, she was not happy.

   Seeing that his beloved grandson was unhappy, Mrs Liu hurriedly put on a look 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 with his head down, 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 doing to him, a fifteen-year-old man, a boy the same age as him, who either goes to the city to work or goes to the ground every day, and his diligent feet don't touch the ground every day."