Once the delicious older leftover daughter returned to her 1960s, she was short of food and clothing, surrounded by the best, and had several poor children to raise. When I look back, I see that I am an even greater person.
Not to mention eating well, basic food and clothing is a big problem.
Fortunately, God opened a window after closing a door, and space followed.
Wild vegetables, corn, multigrain noodles? There are only bad cooks, not bad ingredients.
Cotton or coarse cloth? There is no such thing as bad fabrics, only useless tailors.
Solve the problem of food first, then clothing. Having a solid storehouse will help you understand etiquette, and having enough food and clothing will help you understand honor and disgrace!
Afterwards: Hey hey hey, it's time for the little brats' transformation.
Small theater:
"Mom! It's time to eat!" One, two, three, four, five little rabbits