Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 286 The 6s' "Brother-Supporting Demon" (Part 3)

This family has an eldest son who has a son and a daughter, Lingling and Dangdang.

The second son had two sons, Kuai Kuai and Man Man.

The family has nine members: five adults, four children, and only three of them work.

The original owner worked as a factory worker in a flour mill, her eldest son worked in a lumber mill, her second son worked in a steel mill, and her youngest daughter married a worker early on and had a son named Duobao. Except for holidays, she rarely came back home.

With the original owner of this body acting like a traitor, the family lived a very frugal life.

The two daughters-in-law stay at home to take care of the children and cook, since jobs are hard to find these days, and everyone has their own place.

Fortunately, the house belonged to my husband's family. It was a small house with three bedrooms, a living room, and a private courtyard. In those days, it was considered quite good, as some families had more than ten people crammed together.

The original owner's younger brother had naturally set his sights on the house, but the original owner's husband knew what kind of person she was and took precautions against her.

The house was transferred to the eldest son's name, and the deed is in his possession. No matter how much the original owner makes a fuss, she can't do anything without the deed.

It's a really lousy job, and it's all for my brother's family. Not only do they get paid monthly, but they'll also give up the job to my niece-in-law in the future.

She never considered that there were two unemployed people in her family. Otherwise, she would have deserved to die alone.

It's only because her two sons are filial; if it were Qingmo, they would have kicked her into a cesspool and drowned her. How could she have caused so much trouble for so many years?

"Dong dong dong."

"Mom, get up, it's time to go to work."

The eldest daughter-in-law's voice rang out from outside. She turned over, looked at the dusty roof, and had no will to live.

Even though she's old, she still has to earn money to support her family?

He scratched his head, raised his hand, and looked at his calloused, broken hands.

Well, she'll just have to accept her fate. She's a grandmother in her forties now. If she doesn't become a beast of burden, who will?

"I understand, I'm calling back the soul."

Hearing her mother-in-law's response, the eldest daughter-in-law didn't dare to say anything more and went about her business.

It was still slightly light outside, which gives you an idea of ​​how hard the working class is working these days.

Qingmo slowly got up, put on her faded old clothes, washed up, took out some bread from her spatial storage, ate a few bites, and then prepared to go to work.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard my eldest daughter-in-law's voice.

"Mom, aren't you going to eat breakfast?"

"Well, I won't eat anymore."

What's there to eat? She just glanced at the pot and it was just clear broth again.

Fortunately, the factory canteen provided lunch these days. Although the portions were limited, at least we could eat our fill. If even the workers couldn't get enough to eat, who would do the work?

Most people will only eat a small portion of their meal and pack the rest to share with their family. Don't talk about whether they mind or not; these days, having food is everything.

The original owner also saved money, but instead of taking the saved food home, she sent it to her younger brother's house.

Sometimes, my nephew would even come to the factory gate to wait, just for a bite to eat.

It wasn't that Zhou Yue's family was struggling to make ends meet; it was just that these days, even if you had money, you couldn't buy food. Even high-priced grain on the black market was only available by chance.

"What's wrong, Zhou Qing? Why are you working so slowly today? Are you just dawdling?"

Qingmo was still lost in thought when the group leader caught her red-handed.

Because she had the original owner's memories, she didn't have any problem doing the work, but she wasn't very skilled, and since she wasn't a particularly diligent person, she was naturally discovered.

"Huh?" When she came to her senses, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Qingmo's eyes darted around, and she quickly explained, "Team leader, it's just that I can't sleep well if I'm not full. My head is still spinning right now, please bear with me."

The team leader frowned and glared at her. "Don't let this happen again. Who can afford to eat their fill right now? We can't afford to delay the factory's progress. If you reduce your family's financial support, you'll be able to eat your fill."

Those around her naturally knew about her character, and although they couldn't say anything, delaying her production was unacceptable.

Qingmo nodded hurriedly and started pretending to work, but as soon as the team leader left, she went back to her usual carefree attitude.

He was pondering in his heart which daughter-in-law should take over this job.

She's in her forties, which, rounded up, makes her a lady in her fifties or sixties—an age when she should be enjoying her retirement, so she shouldn't overwork herself.

As soon as she got off work, Qingmo's legs started moving rapidly, completely unlike her previous listless state.

Those watching couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

What delicious food did this old woman eat? She's so energetic!

She ran home as fast as she could, and as soon as she got home and closed the door, she went into her spatial dimension.

"I'm exhausted, I'm so tired, I need to treat myself to a big meal to make up for it."

Of course, it's been so many years since I've worked! I should definitely treat myself.

Lobster, abalone, crab, giant octopus—I just want to have a seafood feast, paired with an ice-cold Coke, double the happiness!

"Cool."

A sip of ice-cold cola is incredibly comforting; that's why it's called the "happy fat man's drink."

After eating and drinking my fill, I went out and lay down on the bed.

I'm sleepy, so sleepy. I get sleepy after eating, maybe it's just that I'm getting old.

"Wife, where's our mother?"

"She's inside. As soon as Mom came back today, she went to lie down in her room. She's probably tired."

"Sigh, as long as I didn't go to my uncle's house, it's fine." Da Nian sighed.

He really couldn't do anything with his mother; he couldn't hit her, he couldn't scold her, and she wouldn't listen to reason with him, so he could only endure it.

"Stop sighing."

"Honey, today my second sister-in-law and I went out to dig for wild vegetables. We walked a long way, but we didn't find many."

"Sigh, everything that could be dug up has already been dug up. How are we going to survive?"

Jin Hua looked worried. She was fine with herself being hungry, but she was afraid that her child would go hungry. Seeing the child's pale and sallow face, she felt sorry for him.

"Things will work themselves out. Here, you and the child can share this."

Da Nian took a steamed bun out of his pocket and handed it to Jin Hua; it was the food he had saved up for lunch that day.

It wasn't that he was selfish and wouldn't share with Xiao Nian's children; it was just that he had saved it from his own mouth, and who wouldn't want to prioritize their own children?

Jin Hua took the food and shared it with the two children. She didn't eat any herself. She knew her husband had a hard life, but she had no choice; everything was for the children.

After taking the steamed bun, Lingling ate it without any hesitation, her eyes sparkling with a particularly complex light.