They immediately took good care of her, providing her with delicious food and drinks, and buying her new clothes and toys.

She wrote in that novel that she found the affection she couldn't find in her son in her two children.

Therefore, they were treated as their own children.

But who could have imagined that these two seemingly harmless and pitiful children would grow up to harbor deep resentment towards her?

Song Yanzhi's eyes darkened, his expression unreadable.

She turned and walked into the house, coldly tossing out only, "Come in."

Song Yanzhi couldn't be as warm and welcoming as she was in her previous life. Although she was already terminally ill back then, it was her own wishful thinking to treat them well and open her heart that led to her overworking herself to death.

She didn't ask either of them to repay her in any way.

I never expected them to treat me so badly.

This is Pei Yuchen's house. Since that man wants to adopt her, she has no reason to kick him out.

As soon as Song Yanzhi thought of it, she remembered that Xiao Bao was still angry. When he was angry, he liked to lock himself in his room and wouldn't come out no matter how much she called him.

But this child gets more anxious than anyone else when it's mealtime.

So he strode towards the kitchen.

There wasn't much good food in the kitchen, except for some sprouted sweet potatoes and potatoes, and a large cabbage that hadn't been finished yet.

There was still half a jar of pickled cabbage in the corner.

A lump of moldy cured meat was hanging on his head.

After surveying the contents of the kitchen, Song Yanzhi decided to go to the supply and marketing cooperative.

When they got married, Pei Yuchen gave her a dowry of 600 yuan, but her family didn't take a penny and gave it all to her.

Over the years, my mother-in-law has taken a lot of it, leaving only about two hundred yuan.

Song Yanzhi turned over the money and prepared to go to the supply and marketing cooperative.

As she walked out of the kitchen, she saw two children standing there helplessly.

Her little face was full of fear of the unfamiliar environment.

Song Yanzhi glanced at their expressions and said calmly, "Your room is in the second bedroom. You will sleep there from now on. You are not allowed to enter my room without my permission."

"I agree to let you stay, but that doesn't mean I'll take care of your daily needs. You can eat together, but you'll have to do all the housework, laundry, and dishes. If you don't want that, you can choose to leave."

After leaving a message, Song Yanzhi departed.

Watching her cold back, Pei Tiantian couldn't help but burst into tears, clutching her brother's sleeve and saying fearfully, "Brother, does Aunt Song not like us?"

Pei Jichuan pursed his lips and remained silent.

Song Yanzhi didn't care about what the two people thought. Compared to the two children, she wanted to live a good life with Xiaobao.

Since opening your heart only makes them disgusted.

Then she'll just let go and let them grow up freely for the rest of her life.

It was almost noon, and the supply and marketing cooperative had run out of meat. All that was left were a few bones with mosquitoes hovering around them, with hardly any meat on them.

Although there isn't much meat, the soup made from the bones is still very nutritious and can help supplement calcium.

Thinking of this, Song Yanzhi asked, "How much are these bones?"

The salesperson, who was eating sunflower seeds, said without looking up, "You want it? I'll give you a discount, 40 cents a pound."

Song Yanzhi didn't hesitate and took them all.

Rice cost two cents a pound, and Song Yanzhi bought ten pounds directly.

She noticed peanut nougat on the shelf next to her. This candy was expensive, but it was incredibly delicious. It had a rich milky flavor, and when you bit into it, you could taste the peanut crumbs. It was so juicy that kids would eat it until their mouths were watering.

But because it's so expensive, most people simply can't afford to eat it.

Thinking of her son who didn't like to eat, Song Yanzhi looked at the exorbitant price of 1.8 yuan per jin and gritted her teeth to buy a jin.

It's pathetic that the future male lead's mother wouldn't even consider buying a piece of clothing for 100 yuan.

However, her own child couldn't even afford a one-dollar candy.

Despite marrying the same man, Pei Yuchen's generosity towards the male lead's mother and his indifference towards her made Song Yanzhi feel like she was going to vomit blood.

In the five years of their marriage, this man has never sent her a single penny.

The money she sent to her family was given to her mother-in-law, who was very controlling. Although she would allocate some food every month, she would never give her a penny more.

Because it's just me and my baby at home, I always get the least amount of food each month.

It's almost the end of the month, and there's practically nothing left at home.

The bones weigh three jin (approximately 1.5 kg), and at 0.4 yuan per jin, the total cost is 1.2 yuan. The rice weighs ten jin (approximately 5 kg) and costs 2 yuan. The peanut nougat candy costs 1.8 yuan.

In just a short while, Song Yanzhi spent more than 4 yuan.

She used to live on counting her days, and the amount of food coupons she received was very small; she had long since used them all up.

But now she doesn't want to save anymore. Since the future she saves by being frugal will be spent casually by the male lead's mother, why not use it herself?

Song Yanzhi isn't stupid.

She looked at the eggs again. Eggs cost four cents a pound. Her son was still growing, and these nutrients and proteins couldn't be skimped on.

Seeing that Song Yanzhi bought a lot, the sales clerk finally deigned to give her a second glance.

When she asked if they had any baby formula, the other party immediately recommended Changhong baby formula to her, which cost three yuan a bag.

She spent seven or eight ten yuan of the ten yuan her mother-in-law gave her in no time.

Song Yanzhi wasn't embarrassed at all. She knew her husband definitely sent money to his mother every month. She didn't know how much, but Xiaobao was his own son, and it was only right that she spend that money on his son!

I carried my load of things home.

Thinking that her son would be able to eat well in the future, Song Yanzhi felt all her physical discomfort disappear.

When Wang Yanmei got home, she heard her son yelling about cooking: "Mom, where have you been? Why aren't you cooking? Do you want me to starve to death?"

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