The next day at work, breakfast was unusually plentiful. They cooked millet porridge, which was a rare treat, and served it with pickled cabbage, which was Shen Fenghua's favorite.

Looking at the pickled cabbage, Chen Fenghua suddenly felt a bit ironic; so these things were in her home all along.

Before this, sauerkraut was never served on the table.

Mother Shen treated Shen Fenghua with great enthusiasm, "Fenghua, try it quickly. I've been stewing this rice porridge for an hour, slowly over low heat. I know you like sour flavors, and you love rice porridge with pickled vegetables. Eat it quickly, don't just stand there."

Shen Fenghua smiled, said nothing, and simply picked up her bowl and ate her meal in silence.

If nothing goes wrong, this should be the last meal I eat at the Shen family's house.

Similarly, Liu's mother probably thought the same thing; this meal was exactly the same as the last meal a death row inmate would have before his execution.

The only difference between her and death row inmates is that while death row inmates cannot choose their meals, her last meal was Shen Fenghua's own favorite. Thinking about it, it's quite ironic.

Wan Shuhua held the cornbread, glanced at the thin porridge in her own bowl that was so watery it could reflect a mirror, and then looked at Chen Fenghua's bowl. Wow, the difference was huge! Her porridge was so thick that chopsticks could probably stand upright in it.

But seeing Chen's mother like this, one can't help but feel a sense of irony.

If they wanted to dote on their daughter, why didn't they do it earlier? This behavior now, and thinking about it again, makes Wan Shuhua roll her eyes to the heavens.

Anyway, since Shen's mother and Shen Huixiu were unhappy, Wan Shuhua felt happy.

She immediately sneered and said sarcastically, "Oh my god, what wind is blowing today? It's brought out your maternal love that has been absent for who knows how many years. We never used to have the plain porridge with pickled vegetables that Fenghua likes to eat at our dinner table."

After saying that, she smiled and pouted, "Also, isn't the position of this white porridge wrong? Fenghua and Huixiu should switch it."

Mother Shen: "..."

Her smile froze, and she instantly blushed deeply.

What's the difference between this behavior and pointing your finger at her and accusing her of favoritism?

Having figured everything out, Chen's mother was somewhat embarrassed by Wan Shuhua's words. She glared at Wan Shuhua and scolded her in a low voice, "Shut up, you spendthrift woman, even food can't shut you up."

Shen Fenghua was delighted. This sister-in-law was quite a beauty, she thought.

This is something she wouldn't normally say.

"Besides, what's this talk of favoritism? Wan Shuhua, stop trying to sow discord between my daughter and me."

Wan Shuhua looked horrified, as if she had seen a thousand-year-old iron tree bloom. "What? Mother, do you really think you still have any mother-daughter relationship?"

Mother Shen: "..."

I don't know why, but I always feel a little guilty.

Could it be that Wan Shuhua, that slut, knows something?

No, that's impossible.

If she really knew something, she wouldn't be holding back now, making sarcastic remarks at me.

So...

Wan Shuhua's current behavior is simply being rude and seeking bad luck.

Thinking she had figured everything out, Mother Shen glared fiercely at Wan Shuhua, "Shut up! It's not your place to speak for the Shen family!"

"Oh, oh, oh, it's not my place, Wan Shuhua, to speak," Wan Shuhua slammed her bowl on the table. "Mother, I think you might not understand one thing yet. You're getting old, and Jianguo is your only son. Taking care of you in your old age will be a responsibility for Jianguo and me..."

"You'd better think twice about your attitude towards me now!"

Looking at the fierce-looking Wan Shuhua and her proud little face, Shen Jianguo couldn't help but smile. He ate a couple of bites of rice, poured the remaining thick porridge from the bottom of his bowl into Wan Shuhua's bowl, wiped his mouth, stood up, and kissed his two sons on the forehead.

"I'm going to work."

Watching her son's fluid and graceful movements, Chen's mother was stunned and instinctively cried out, "Jianguo!"

Shen Jianguo paused, "What's wrong?"

This nonchalant attitude almost made Mother Shen faint with anger. She stretched out her hand and pointed at Wan Shuhua, "Are you just going to stand by and watch this little bitch bully your mother?"

Shen Jianguo frowned and said in an unfriendly tone, "Mother, you're getting more and more rude with your words these days."

Mother Shen: "!!!"

“Shuhua is right. You and Dad only have me as your son. From now on, the responsibility of taking care of you will fall to my husband and me. If you continue to be so harsh on Shuhua, and she doesn’t care about you when you get old, then there’s nothing I can do.”

Shen Jianguo shrugged, looking completely defeated. Looking at his mother, who seemed to have suffered a huge blow, Shen Jianguo sighed, "Mother, please calm down. Shuhua is already working so hard taking care of the child. Please have mercy and stop causing trouble. Let the whole family have some peace and quiet, okay?"

Shen Jianguo's words felt like they were tearing her heart out; she clutched her chest, her eyes blurry with tears.

He wasn't buying it, and instead glanced sideways at Shen Huixiu, "Huixiu!"

He was nowhere near as gentle with Shen Huixiu as he was with her mother. He scolded her almost without any politeness, "You little brat, you're too cunning. If you have nothing better to do, go out and stroll around the streets instead of always staying cooped up in the house, scheming against people when you're bored."

Shen Huixiu didn't care at first, until Shen Jianguo mentioned the words "scheming against people".

Her brow twitched, and she immediately jumped up, feeling guilty. "Shen Jianguo, I advise you not to go too far and slander people without any evidence."

Shen Jianguo looked at Shen Huixiu, finding it hard to describe his feelings at that moment.

He couldn't understand how his sweet and adorable little sister, who used to hug his legs and call him "brother," had become like this.

Things seem to have taken a turn for the better...

He slowly shifted his gaze to Shen Fenghua.

Yes, ever since Feng Hua came back from the countryside, she seems to have become a different person, always trying to compete with and rival Feng Hua.

Day after day, his personality gradually became stubborn and obstinate.

By now, Shen Huixiu has completely gone astray. When the two younger sisters sit together, Shen Fenghua can easily outshine Shen Huixiu in both appearance and overall demeanor.

My unrepentant sister...

Shen Jianguo closed his eyes, sighed, and thought, "Forget it. I originally wanted to persuade Shen Huixiu to turn back from the wrong path, but now it seems that it was all just wishful thinking on my part."

When she looked up again, she met Shen Fenghua's smiling, teasing eyes.

For a moment, Shen Jianguo felt that Shen Fenghua had completely seen through him.

Enough, enough. I'm getting old, and my heart has become wilder.

If she insists on going down a dark path, then she can't blame me for ignoring her.

"Hmm," Shen Jianguo said succinctly, his eyes lowered, "Take care of yourself."

After saying that, Shen Jianguo turned and left.

While they were arguing and bickering, Shen Fenghua had finished eating and drinking. She wiped her mouth, pushed away her bowl and chopsticks, and said with a smile, "Then I'm going to work too."