90s: Protagonist's Biological Mother Possessed by a Time Traveler

In her previous life, Lin XiaZhu and her sister were forced by their family to earn money; both reluctantly went into the mountains to search for ginseng, but accidentally fell off a cliff. Her sis...

Chapter Twelve is also a big-hearted person.

So please don't bring her food in anymore. She needs to come out and move around more, otherwise she'll go crazy from being cooped up, and that would be your fault.

this……

Lin Chacha was fooled and realized that her older sister's words made sense. She decided that she would no longer bring food to her mother and that she would have to get through this on her own.

She waited and waited, but no one brought in the food. Yan Xin's stomach rumbled in protest as she smelled the aroma of meat. She walked to the door and peeked out.

Lin Xiazhu and her three younger sisters were eating roast suckling pig and drinking pheasant soup, their mouths greasy with oil, completely absorbed and satisfied, forgetting all about the poor little girl.

There's nothing we can do.

"Thump thump thump!" Yan Xin ran over quickly, domineeringly snatched the last roast suckling pig leg from the table, stuffed it into her mouth, and took a big bite.

Lin Xiaoxue and Lin Taozi were already quite full and didn't want to eat roast suckling pig anymore; they were drinking chicken soup instead.

Lin Chacha had been busy all day. She was strong and had a big appetite. She wanted to eat roast pork, but she was too embarrassed to fight with her mother for it.

"Have some soup. There's still chicken here, eat more." Lin Xiazhu was already about 80% full. She served soup to her second sister, without glancing at Yan Xin once.

"Me too, me too! Leave me a bowl of chicken soup, no, two bowls, I'm hungry!" Yan Xinlian kept biting into the pork while directing Lin Xiazhu.

Lin Xiazhu's cooking skills are really good. She tasted it yesterday, but she didn't expect the roast suckling pig to be even more delicious. She thought the chicken soup must be delicious too, and she wanted to eat several bowls.

Yan Xin was also carefree; at this moment, she completely forgot about the strained relationship between herself and Lin Xiazhu, and all she cared about was getting enough to eat.