I became beautiful by eating melons

The kitchen was on the side of the main house. She walked in. The kitchen was not big and was dark. There was a stove on the left with a big iron pot on it. There was a small stool in front of the stove and dry firewood was piled next to it.

She sat on a small stool and turned around to see a square hole in the wall with matches inside.

The match would not light, and if it did light it would quickly go out.

She had never used matches before and it took her seven or eight tries before she succeeded, and half the box of matches was empty.

She lit a match and used the flammable hay to burn the firewood. A warm yellow light lit up in the stove. Ye Rou stretched out her hand to warm herself by the fire and felt much warmer.

A skinny old lady came into the kitchen, walking with stiff knees.

When Ye Rou saw the old lady, a "warm" scene popped up in her mind again.

The old lady broke a sweet potato into two pieces, gave the biggest piece to a little boy, and the smallest piece to Xiao Ye Wen.

Finally, the old lady touched the original body's head and said, "Xiao Rou, be good, you are the elder sister, so give in to your younger brothers and sisters."

After watching the scene, Ye Rou: "..."

This old lady is obviously biased!

The old lady used a large ladle to scoop a ladle of water from the water tank at the back and poured it into the pot. She picked up a large kitchen knife and cut half a cabbage, and put the other half back.

The cabbage is chopped very finely and mixed with finely ground corn, and soon a pot of corn porridge is ready.

As the porridge was bubbling, voices could be heard in the yard, and it became increasingly lively.

The old lady glanced at Ye Rou and saw that she was still putting firewood into the stove. She hit the edge of the pot with the big spoon in her hand and said, "The porridge is ready, why are you still putting firewood in it?"

Ye Rou stopped, and the old lady glanced at the matches at her feet, raised her eyebrows, and said unhappily: "Matches are free! What a waste of so many!"

This was indeed her fault. Ye Rou simply admitted her mistake and said, "I was wrong."

The old lady choked, stared at Ye Rou for a long time, and said coldly: "I'll let you go today, but if I see you waste again, I'll ask your father to beat you to death. Go get the bowl!"

Ye Rou went to the cupboard to get a bowl.

The old lady complained behind him, "You have no sense at all. You only move when I crack the whip."

Ye Rou walked out of the kitchen holding the bowl and stood at the door in a daze. She didn't know where this family was eating.

A plump woman walked out of the main house with a black mole at the corner of her mouth.

Ye Rou looked at her, and countless "warm" scenes instantly emerged in her original mind.

All of them were scenes of the woman in front of him smiling and asking the original body to do various tasks.

Commonly used phrases: "Xiao Rou, thank you for your hard work. Please wash the dishes."

"Xiao Rou, your sister is cold and afraid of the cold, can you give her this thick quilt?"

"Xiao Rou, you are so sensible."

Ye Rou: “…”

You are so easy to please!

The plump woman saw Ye Rou standing at the door in a daze, and said with a smile: "Xiao Rou, what are you daydreaming about? Come here."

Ye Rou fell on the plump woman's belly, which was abnormally bulging. She was a pregnant woman.

She followed the plump woman into the main room.

There was a long table in the middle of the main room. Ye Rou put the bowl on the table and noticed that there were two other people in the room.

The middle-aged man who was smoking a pipe was dark and thin, with his mouth corners and eyebrows turned down and a bitter look on his face.

The man took a deep puff of his cigarette and coughed violently. There was sticky phlegm stuck in his throat. He coughed hard a few times and spat the yellow-green phlegm onto the ground.

Scenes of "warm" appeared in Ye Rou's mind again.

The middle-aged man said indifferently: "Your mother has worked hard, you should share her burden."

"Your grandma is old, you should be more sensible."

"Your brother and sister are still young, please be more considerate to them."

There were so many complaints that Ye Rou didn't know where to start.

There was a young man sitting next to the middle-aged man. When he saw the young man, no warm images popped up in his head.

Ye Rou put the bowl on the table and was about to sit down when the plump woman called her back. She smiled and said, "You are always trying to be lazy. You haven't even picked up your chopsticks yet!"

As soon as the woman finished speaking, the middle-aged man looked up at Ye Rou with obvious dissatisfaction.

The young man sneered and sat firmly on his butt.

Following the principle of less trouble is worse than more trouble, Ye Rou went to the kitchen to get chopsticks, and was stopped by the old lady when she passed by the stove.

The old lady poured the vegetable porridge into the iron basin, and then motioned Ye Rou to take it away.

Ye Rou resisted the urge to complain: If I don't come, you won't be popular, but you just can't bear to see me sitting idle, right?

She picked up the iron basin, walked into the house, put it on the table, and the old lady came in carrying an iron spoon.

Ye Wen came back skipping with a flushed face.

The old lady carried an iron spoon and served porridge to everyone. The middle-aged man and the young man had the most porridge.

The plump woman touched her belly, and the old lady gave her another spoonful.

Ye Wen and Ye Rou only had one spoonful of porridge.

Ye Rou was dazed as she held the bowl. This amount was only enough for her to drink one sip.

The old lady is biased and favors boys over girls. Her buffs are fully stacked!

Ye Wen pushed Ye Rou aside, and said in an especially sweet voice, "Grandma, give me another spoonful!"

The old lady glanced at her and scooped up the last spoonful of porridge.

But unexpectedly, the old lady poured a spoonful of porridge into Ye Rou's bowl.

Ye Wen was not happy with this and called out in dissatisfaction, "Grandma!"

The old lady glanced at her and said nothing.

The plump woman smiled and said, "Your sister can't go hungry tomorrow, please let her eat."

Ye Rou keenly sensed the ill intention in the plump woman's tone.

She then said to Ye Wen, "Tomorrow morning, dress up your sister nicely."

Something is wrong, something bad is definitely waiting for her tomorrow!

The young man sneered: "She is so ugly, no matter how she dresses up, she will never look good."

Zhang Lan was dissatisfied: "Yao Zu."

The young man was reluctant to shut up.

Ye Rou lowered her head. Ye Yaozu should be the original body's younger brother.

The old lady sitting at the head said solemnly, "Eat!"

As soon as the old lady opened her mouth, everyone in the room fell silent.

After the meal, everyone at the table dispersed.

Ye Rou was stopped by the plump woman, "Xiao Rou, don't forget to wash the dishes."

Ye Yaozu and Ye Wen sneered and walked away.

Ye Rou didn't want to cause trouble on her first day, so she went to the kitchen with her dishes.

The kitchen was dark because there was no light. She wanted to light the candle, so she went to the hole in the wall to feel for a match, but found nothing. It seemed that the old lady had put it away because she was afraid that she would waste it.

She had to wash the dishes in the dark. Fortunately, there was no oil or water in the dinner, so she was able to wash some. After washing the dishes, she walked out of the kitchen.

The village was quiet at night, and only the left wing of the Ye family had a light on, revealing a glimmer of light.

She returned to the right wing in the dark, but Ye Wen was not there.

Ye Rou sat on the kang, and her shoulders, which had been straight, slumped down.

With this family, a mean grandmother, a careless father, a fake stepmother, and troublesome brothers and sisters, she will be miserable in the future.

Thinking of the plump woman's malicious smile when she mentioned tomorrow several times, Ye Rou opened the system and took out the prediction card from her backpack.

Ye Rou grabbed the card and moved the hands of the clock. The card showed a glaring red. She turned the card over and a piece of text appeared on the back.

【Zhang Lan: "Are you really going to marry Ye Rou to that family?"

Ye Hai: "Yaozu's job requires 200 yuan, and our family can't afford it."

Zhang Lan: "That family is not..."

The text stopped abruptly. Ye Rou looked at the card over and over again, but it didn't show anything more.

She put down the cards and rethought the three sentences.

Zhang Lan should be a plump woman, and Ye Hai is a middle-aged man. He plans to let her get married and use the betrothal money to find a job for Ye Yaozu.

Judging from Zhang Lan's last sentence, the marriage partner they found for her might be of very poor quality.

Tomorrow might be the day when that family comes to arrange the engagement!

No, she couldn't marry a stranger.

Ye Rou was so anxious that she was running around trying to think of a way out of the impasse.

It's a one-on-five fight, she will definitely lose, she can't fight hard.

She glanced at the blood-vomiting pill in the system and her eyes lit up.