Rabbit meat was just seasoned with a bit of salt, but it still made everyone wide-eyed with its fragrance.

"Give the eldest more, he's celebrating big tonight, it will take some effort." Grandpa said as he scooped more into his own bowl, "The third and second eldest don't need to eat."

My dad was about to cry, but Grandpa gave him a stern look, and he held it back.

I served myself a bowl of sweet potato porridge, just as I picked up a piece of meat with my chopsticks, Grandpa frowned, "You should eat less too."

I rolled my eyes, picked up two big pieces, and went straight to the kitchen.

Aunt squatted by the stove, looking unhappy.

I handed her the bowl, "Eat."

She shook her head, "Mom, I can't eat."

I sat next to her, "If you don't eat, it will be fed to the dog."

Outside, my dad and stepmother were waiting eagerly for that piece of meat.

As soon as the words fell, my dad and stepmother came in with their bowls.

"Mom, I smell meat, give me a bite." My dad pleaded as he leaned against me.

I clenched my fist, resisting the urge to punch him, and just ignored him.

My dad begged two more times, then tried to grab it, I dodged, and the meat in the bowl fell to the ground.

He quickly picked it up, without washing it, put it in his mouth, barely chewed, and swallowed it.

Then he stared longingly at the last piece in my bowl.

I picked up the meat and brought it to his mouth, he immediately opened up, but the chopsticks turned, and it went into Aunt's mouth.

"You don't deserve to eat this meat." I said.

My dad didn't cry this time, he just glared at Aunt fiercely, then stormed out.

At night, my uncle kicked my dad out.

Grandpa, full and content, patted his belly and said, "The eldest is getting married, so from now on, that room will be for the newlyweds, the third and second eldest will stay together, and you will move back to sleep with me."

After crossing over, I always slept with Aunt, a few times when Grandpa tried to pull me back to the room, I blocked him with a hatchet.

But this time, I didn't find the hatchet hidden under the pillow.

I pretended to be calm, "The second eldest is getting old, it's not appropriate for her to sleep with the third eldest."

Grandpa snorted, "Then send her to be a child bride, ten bucks is not a small amount, I dig the mountain for five days just to get a child, working hard for this family, but the bed is still cold."

Next door, I could hear my stepmother crying, I was about to go, but Grandpa grabbed my arm, "What about the money from selling the rabbits?"

"What money? The rabbits all went into your stomach?"

Grandpa forcefully threw me onto the bed, "Do you think I'm stupid? At most, there were only two in that pot! The third eldest said you went to sell the rabbits, where's the money?"

I looked at my dad, he coldly snorted, "Who told you not to give me meat to eat!"

I took a deep breath, about to explain, but Grandpa pounced on me, tearing at my clothes, "Where's the money, where's my money!"