After Zhao Youfu left with two steamed buns, Chen Zhenzhen brought the remaining five steamed buns to the table with a dark face.

"There were only seven steamed buns left, one for each person, just enough. Now my uncle has taken two, so grandma and dad won't have any."

Old Mrs. Wang, who hadn't eaten all day and was waiting for dinner, mumbled, "I'm hungry."

He used his left hand, which was still able to move, to slap the bed hard.

After a day's work, Zhao Youcai's stomach was growling with hunger. When he heard his daughter-in-law say that she didn't have any steamed buns, his face darkened:

"How can you not have the steamed buns from me and your grandma? Can't you just eat less?"

When Zhao Xingjia heard that he had to eat less, he was the first to protest: "I'm doing hard labor now, and I'm not in good health to begin with. If I don't eat this meal, I'll feel dizzy at night."

Chen Zhenzhen retorted: "I'm pregnant."

Zhang Zhaodi seconded the proposal: "I'm pregnant too."

Zhao Xingye hesitated, "I still need to eat and prepare for the college entrance exam. Once I get into university, I'll bring honor to our family."

Zhao Yang had already taken the initiative and grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth: "I'm a child. I won't grow taller if I don't eat."

Everyone has their own reasons, and they all make sense. Does that mean that he and Old Lady Wang deserve to starve? Zhao Youcai frowned.

"There are only a few steamed buns left at home, why don't you steam more?"

If Ma Xiu Lan were here, this situation would never happen. There would always be a few steamed buns left, and new ones would be steamed.

Zhang Zhaodi quickly answered, "My second sister-in-law must be afraid that if she steams it today, I won't have to steam it tomorrow. She's just afraid of doing more work."

Chen Zhenzhen took it for granted: "There were enough steamed buns today, why did they have to be steamed? My uncle took some and that's why there weren't enough. That's my uncle's problem, it has nothing to do with me."

Zhao Youcai instructed, "Then go make some noodle soup. Your grandma and I can't go without food."

"I've already cooked today's meal. Why should I cook more? Zhang Zhaodi didn't cook more than she did when she was cooking."

Zhao Xingjia pulled Chen Zhenzhen's sleeve, signaling her to be more polite to Dad, as Dad still had more than 3,000 yuan.

Chen Zhenzhen impatiently pushed Zhao Xingjia away. He didn't come back when she needed his protection, and now he just made her work harder.

Zhao Youcai's face flushed with anger: "I just bought you new clothes, the best woolen clothes, and this is how you treat me."

"Isn't buying clothes the right thing to do? Mom also bought some for Xingguo's wife and Xingmin. And Mom definitely cooks for them, but we all cook here. Aren't you satisfied?"

Zhao Youcai pointed at Chen Zhenzhen's hand, which was shaking violently with anger.

"You..." This is an ungrateful person, an ungrateful person who can never be tamed.

Chen Zhenzhen curled the corners of her lips and said, "Be angry. The angrier the better. It would be best if we could split up the family."

Seeing that she still dared to laugh, Zhao Youcai kicked Zhao Xingjia under the table and said, "Second brother, you still don't care about your wife."

Zhao Xingjia glared at Chen Zhenzhen, but Chen Zhenzhen remained unmoved: "I don't know how to make noodle soup. Whoever wants to eat it can make it."

Zhao Youcai has never cooked in his life, and now he finds it hard to accept cooking for himself.

Zhao Xingye nudged Zhang Zhaodi and gave her a wink, telling her it was time to gain favor with her father.

Zhang Zhaodi: "Dad, I'll make you some noodle soup."

Zhao Youcai felt much more comfortable in his heart: "The fourth daughter-in-law is still the best."

Zhang Zhaodi took the opportunity to say, "Dad, look at my second brother and his wife. They have no respect for you at all. Why don't we separate them and let you live with us? I promise to take good care of you."

She has not given up the idea of ​​driving the second brother's family away, so that Zhao Youcai's more than 3,000 yuan can belong to them.

Chen Zhenzhen said loudly: "You can divide the family, but you have to give us some money."

I was just worrying about how to bring it up when I didn't expect Zhang Zhaodi to give me the topic.

"Originally, Dad only needed to give us half of the money he had, but since we're moving out, he'll have to subsidize our rent, so a total of 2,000 yuan should be enough."

"You wish." Before Zhao Youcai could even say anything, Zhao Xingye couldn't stand it anymore. His second brother's family took the lion's share, so they were left with only the smaller share.

"Dad is following us, so we should get the most points."

Zhao Youcai's face was dark. Even if he had money, he wouldn't share it with Chen Zhenzhen, an ungrateful person. Moreover, he had no money at the moment. The three thousand yuan was all ripped off from the second and fourth brothers.

"Whoever wants to split the family property can get out of here. You haven't been kind to me at all, and you still want to take my money and go out and have fun. I'm not your mother, I won't spoil you."

"If you don't provide for my retirement, don't even think about getting my money."

Since Chen Zhenzhen had already made up her mind to divorce, she didn't have the patience to wait for her in-laws to die in order to inherit their money.

"We do want to provide for your old age, but aren't we afraid that we'll take care of you for your old age and end up with nothing?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Youcai slapped him:

"I'll beat you to death, you unfilial thing. I've already paid for Ma Xiulan's expenses from childhood to adulthood. I also paid for your wedding gift. I raised you when you were young, and it's only right that you take care of me when I'm old."

"Now that you haven't even provided for my retirement, you're already calculating my money. If I give you all my money, I'm afraid you won't care about me anymore. I won't punish you for being such an ungrateful person."

Zhao Xingjia habitually stood in front of Chen Zhenzhen and said, "Dad, why did you hit her?"

Zhao Youcai also slapped Zhao Xingjia directly:

"Not only will I hit her, I'll hit you too. Come on, let's go out and talk. I bought your wife a woolen dress, but she's ungrateful and even wants a share of my money. Are there any children as unfilial as you?"

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