The Lucky Farmgirl

So, Manbao reached out to grab Third Uncle Qian’s hand, gripping it firmly to ironically highlight his left hand’s missing finger, "Third Uncle, even for the sake of your other little finger, you can’t go to the gambling house again."

Third Uncle Qian: ...

Grinding his teeth quietly, he said, "I didn’t go gambling, I was just strolling through the county town, and ended up wandering there by chance. If I find out who’s spouting nonsense in the village..."

"Even strolling should not be done near the gambling house," Manbao said, "You should learn from my Fourth Brother. He’s been to the county town often these past two years but never goes near the gambling house."

Manbao sighed like a little adult, "Third Uncle, what’s so fun about gambling? Meat is much tastier. If you have money, you should go buy some meat to eat. The braised pork I had in the county town last time was really delicious."

Manbao felt even hungrier and straight up left Third Uncle Qian behind, dashing towards the kitchen.

Third Uncle Qian, who wanted to whisper something to her, only managed to catch a glimpse of her retreating back, his reaching hand not even grasping her sleeve.

Manbao ran into the kitchen, where Ms. Feng, Ms.He, and Eldest Sister-in-law Qian were washing vegetables near the kitchen door, and Ms. Qian was assisting Junior Ms. Qian in the kitchen.

Just as Manbao entered, Junior Ms. Qian had just served a big pot of egg stewed tofu. This tofu had been left over from yesterday, kept cool in well water, but it still had a bit of a smell to it.

However, as she cooked it, the smell disappeared.

Seeing Manbao, Junior Ms. Qian scooped two eggs and several pieces of tofu into a bowl for her and let her sit aside to eat.