"Oh, Mom, it's just an egg, isn't malted milk meant to be drunk? Let her eat it!

You don't have to be so angry. When she comes back, I'll ask her to apologize to you, okay?"

Li Dajun said nonchalantly, he only cared about who would make breakfast this morning and when it would be ready so that he could eat and go to the fields.

“Dajun, this is the wife you married, it’s amazing!

At the time, my mother told me not to marry her because it was obvious she would have trouble bearing children. But you refused to listen, and now her child is already several years old, and you don’t even have a child.”

Old Lady Li pointed at Chen Miaoyi who had already left and said that if she hadn't been worried about Chen Miaoyi having no family to support her, she would have been devoted to her and Da Jun after marrying into the family.

She won't agree to that!

As for Li Dajun, it was purely because Chen Miaoyi was pretty at the time and many young men in the village liked her, but her family was poor.

She is the only one in the village, and few families want her.

Chen Miaoyi was pretty, and there were some rumors in the village, so no one dared to marry her.

At this moment, he stood up, asked her about her well-being, helped her with work in the fields, and hooked up with her for no reason, ruining her reputation.

Otherwise, Chen Miaoyi would not have married him. This woman is very arrogant.

Didn't he manage to get it? This made him very proud among his brothers for quite a while!

But now, Chen Miaoyi is no longer as beautiful as she was at the beginning. Three years of marriage are enough to turn a beautiful woman from a village into a yellow-faced woman.

Li Dajun no longer had the same gentleness towards her as before.

Old Mrs. Li went to make breakfast for Li Dajun while cursing, and Chen Miaoyi returned to her home following her memory.

The house where I used to live alone was next door to Shen Qingbai's house. They were neighbors and often played together when they were young.

Later, her parents passed away, Shen Qingbai joined the army, and she got married.

After returning home, Chen Miaoyi dug out the key from under the tree and opened the door. A lot of weeds had grown in the yard.

Everything in the house was still there, except for the spider webs.

After cleaning the house, as this was where she would return to in the future, Chen Miaoyi looked next door and saw that no one was at Shen Qingbai's house.

She didn't know when he would come back. She had never paid attention to him before. Maybe Shen Qingbai would come back just after she died.

After a walk around the village, Chen Miaoyi returned to the Li family at the time of getting off work. Smoke was already rising from the roof.

"Oh, you still remember to come back. Someone who doesn't know you would think you were seduced away by some guy."

Old lady Li made faces and spoke in a very sarcastic tone.

"Of course, there are so many good men out there, but you're the only one who treats Li Dajun like a treasure."

When Mrs. Li heard this, she dared to refute.

"You eat my food and live my house, and you're rebelling, aren't you? You shameless bitch, you actually went out to have an affair! I won't tear you apart!"

Chen Miaoyi showed no sign of weakness, the powerful pills were working!

"You are so arrogant just to cook a little. If you meet me, your life or death will be unpredictable. Damn old woman, hurry up and cook!"

Chen Miaoyi was standing on a small stool and talking nonchalantly. When she heard the noise coming from outside, she knew that Li Dajun had returned.

"Mom! I obviously cooked this meal, why did you take it away? You are the mother of me and Dajun, and we should serve you even if you don't cook.

If you want to please the army, I'll pretend that you cooked this meal!"

Chen Miaoyi's tone changed, and she yelled at the top of her voice, yelling for Li Dajun outside to hear, leaving old lady Li confused.

What's yours and mine?

Didn’t I cook this meal?

What the hell are you talking about?

Li Dajun, who was squatting outside the courtyard wall and tying his shoelaces, pouted and said, "Oh my god, I have to pretend to do such a small thing."

Doesn't he have to eat the same thing no matter who cooks it?

However, Mrs. Li didn't know this. She was completely confused by what Chen Miaoyi said.

"What are you talking about in your sleep? I made this. Did you eat too much? Are you dizzy after eating two of my eggs?"

Chen Miaoyi said humbly, having already taken her feet off the stool.

“Yes, yes, you did it. I stayed away from the kitchen so that the army wouldn’t get suspicious when they came back.

Mom, you cooked all the meals. I didn't do anything today. As long as Dajun can have a hot meal, anything is fine."

She sat meekly on the bench, trying to suppress her laughter, her shoulders shaking.

"Mom, is the meal ready?"

Li Dajun walked into the yard and saw his mother standing at the kitchen door. His wife was sitting in the yard with her head down, probably sad again.

Oh, my mom is really something. She doesn’t even know to go into the kitchen when pretending to cook, and it doesn’t look like she’s pretending to cook at the door.

"Okay, okay, mom made the meal for you today!"

Old Lady Li emphasized, with your own hands!

Li Dajun rolled his eyes. Although his wife was not beautiful anymore, she was still his wife, and his mother would pass away sooner or later.

From now on, the one who will be with him is his daughter-in-law.

"Mom, I heard everything. Why do you care? It's just a meal.

Everyone who makes something eats it. Whether it’s made by you or Miaoyi, it’s all the same and tastes great.”

Li Dajun thought he was relatively fair, at least he did not favor anyone, so he praised everyone.

But old lady Li was furious and said, "What are you talking about? I clearly made this with my own hands!"

"Dajun, this is really made by Mom. Mom has been in the kitchen the whole time. Your wife has been out all day and just came back!"

Old Lady Li never forgets to complain, and Chen Miaoyi pouted.

"Da Jun, my mom cooked the meal, but I didn't waste it. Believe me, I have never lied to you."

Li Dajun still believed this point. Chen Miaoyi would not tell lies and was a simple person, so she was deceived by him.

But he was too impatient to coax his mother and wife and was starving to death.

"Alright, alright, you did what you did. Come on and eat. You're starving."

Old Lady Li felt she had won, but when Chen Miaoyi went to the kitchen to get a bowl, she made a face at her.

Old lady Li was unhappy. She didn't dare to marry a daughter-in-law who told lies and deceived people.

Li Dajun's bowl was full of rice.

There was a neat bowl of rice in her bowl.

There was half a bowl of rice in Chen Miaoyi's bowl, with some leftover rice still heated on top.

"Mom is so nice. She feels sorry for Dajun and eats the leftovers herself. Dajun, I'm old and my teeth are not good. You should help me eat the leftovers."

Chen Miaoyi gave herself the largest bowl of rice and gave the leftovers to Li Dajun.

Of course, Old Lady Li couldn't be happy. Is that what she thought?

He gave her a sullen look and said, "I'm not that mean. My son is the pillar of the family, so of course he has to eat the best!"

I won't eat it. If I eat one less bite, my son will eat one more bite!"

Old Lady Li moved the leftover rice in front of her because Chen Miaoyi had already taken the largest bowl of rice and started eating it in big mouthfuls with extremely poor eating manners.