Jinxiu Nanzhi, determined to be the richest woman

Yu Jiaxi looked at He Yi and was stunned by the movements of his hands.

"Auntie, I can do it!" He took a small step forward and reached out to take the bowl in Yu Jiaxi's hand.

"Since Twilight can do it, let her do it by herself!" Mrs. Yu said to her daughter.

"Okay! Then Twilight can do it by herself!" Yu Jiaxi put the bowl on the table, and then carried He Yi to the stool.

He Yi looked at the porridge in the bowl. There was yellow stuff in the white rice porridge. He Yi took a bite and saw that it was porridge with corn crumbs added.

In the memory of the original owner, the Yu family lived on a diet of white rice and flour. Probably because of the original owner’s parents and his injuries, the family’s money was not enough!

"Boss, wife, what's wrong?"

Mrs. Yu asked when she saw her eldest daughter-in-law coming in, her face full of sorrow.

"Mom, we don't have enough rice and noodles at home. After this month, next month will probably be..." Guan Qingyu walked up to the old lady and whispered.

You wouldn't be able to hear it if you weren't paying attention, but He Yi could hear it clearly.

"I still have a few pieces of jewelry. You can pawn them in town another day. Take care of the food first, and then think of a solution!" The old lady nodded.

"Twilight is injured and needs to be replenished. Tomorrow you will kill a chicken at home and make soup!"

"Hey! Okay!" Guan Qingyu responded and returned to her seat.

Although He Yi was eating by himself, his ears were still listening to their conversation. He had just wandered around and saw that there were only two chickens in the chicken coop, and they were old hens, which were used to lay eggs.

In the memory of the original owner, he often caught chickens to play with in the yard, and now there were only two left.

"Grandma, I remember there are many chickens at home. Why are there only two left when I saw them just now?" He Yi looked at the old lady and asked, blinking his big eyes and looking at the old lady.

"Most of the chickens at home have been sold. We need money urgently, so we sold them. But when the situation at home is better, how about buying a few more to raise?" The old lady thought that He Yi was sad that the chickens at home were gone, so she He said coaxingly.

"Okay~" He nodded and continued to dig into the porridge in the bowl. He was really hungry.

After eating, He Yi touched his belly. He must have been half full after eating, but why was his belly still so big?

"Twilight, why are you eating this little? Eat more!" The old lady stretched out her hand to add porridge to He Yi's bowl.

"Grandma, I'm full! Really!" He Yi has probably adapted to the body of the original owner. As for the milky words, although they are not consistent with his identity as a thieves, the age of the original owner is there. .

He Yi blinked his big eyes, looked at the old lady sincerely, and patted his belly with his hand.

The old lady looked at He Yi and saw the sincerity on her face before she stretched out her hand.

"Twilight's clothes are too short. Can Auntie make two clothes for you someday?" Yu Jiaxi looked at He Yi's small clothes, and the hem was leaking.

"No, no, I can still wear this!" He waved his hands subconsciously, also because his family's financial conditions were really not good.

"I have some fabric at home. I can ask your aunt to cut it for you. Besides, the weather is getting colder. You are prone to getting sick in the clothes you wear, you know?" Guan Qingyu also noticed that He Yi's clothes were no longer suitable. If your craftsmanship is not good, otherwise you will be cut off and made.

"Thank you, aunt, thank you, aunt!" He nodded and raised a smile.