"What dish does Chuntao want to make? I'll help you." Wang Chunli couldn't help but secretly swallow when she saw the meat on the cutting board.

Is this all planned? My mom only gets to indulge like this once a year during Chinese New Year.

"Sister Li, I want to make braised pork. Do you know how to make it? If you do, you can make it." Wang Chuntao had never made braised pork before. She was originally thinking of stewing it with potatoes. After all, it's meat, so how bad could it be?

Now that Sister Li has arrived, Wang Chuntao can't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because in Wang Chuntao's memory, there is nothing that Sister Chunli can't do.

Wang Chuntao didn't have a deep impression of her eldest sister, Wang Chunni, but she had a deep impression of Wang Chunli.

I didn't go to the countryside with Wang Dazhu many times, but each time I went, I was deeply impressed.

Wang Chuntao envied Wang Baohe, not because he was a boy, but because he had an older sister who always stood up for him.

"Make braised pork? We've already eaten all this meat. We even have big bones stewed with sauerkraut. Why don't we just make a stew? I brought green beans and eggplant, so I can marinate the rest of the meat." Wang Chunli felt a little sorry for the meat.

There's no need for family members to eat like this; it's not like they're venting their anger.

"Sister, my mom told me this morning that if we can't buy meat, we should buy chicken, fish, or pork head meat. You can rest assured and cook it." Wang Chuntao quickly explained.

"Okay, I'll make it then. I've made it twice before with my mom during Chinese New Year, but I don't know if it will taste good." Wang Chunli skillfully picked up the knife and quickly chopped the meat, scallions, ginger, and garlic.

"That's still better than what I make. My sister has to go to night school today, otherwise I would have waited for her to come back and make it. Luckily you came." Wang Chuntao knew that Wang Chunli was just being modest.

If Sister Li dares to take the plunge, she must be confident.

"You went to night school?" Wang Chunli was taken aback.

"Yes, my mom sent my sister there, saying she should study hard. She works as an accountant now." It wasn't a secret, so Wang Chuntao didn't hide it from her.

"My aunt is so kind," Wang Chunli said with emotion.

"By the way, my second brother came to my house and said someone introduced a potential partner to my aunt. Do you know what happened?" Wang Chunli was afraid that the adults would avoid talking about their business later, so she decided to find out from Wang Chuntao first.

"It happened yesterday. Last night, a ghost-like old lady came over and immediately tried to introduce my mom to someone. My dad had just left. Isn't that insulting? My mom got angry and splashed hot water on the old lady's face, then chased her out with a broom." Wang Chuntao gets angry just thinking about it. There's no way anything like that could happen. Doesn't she worry about her dad coming after her at night?

"How disgusting! Do you know which company it is? Take me to smash their windows!" Wang Chunli's temper flared up instantly.

"I don't know who it is, Sister Li, let's not act rashly, my mom is here too," Wang Chuntao whispered, trying to persuade her.

Mom is really something now, and she even came to pick up the milk today, so she must have a plan.

When Zhou Daya entered the house, she saw that it was clean and tidy, and even the quilts were freshly aired, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

After putting his things inside, he strolled leisurely around the yard, admiring how well-organized the entire little courtyard was, and nodded in satisfaction.

So he went into the kitchen to see how well the two girls were doing their work.

Upon entering, one sees Wang Chunli pouring a bowl of meat into a pot to blanch it.

"What, are we not celebrating tomorrow? It's not a holiday, are we going crazy?" Zhou Daya's heart was bleeding. Looking at the meat in the pot, she wished she could grab it with her bare hands.

"Grandma, my mom told me before she went to work this morning that you have to cook two nice dishes since you're here today. How could I not?" Wang Chuntao quickly explained with a smile.

Zhou Daya rolled her eyes, not believing Wang Chuntao's nonsense. "You're kidding me. Your mother would really care about me that much? She'd love to see this old man..." She stopped mid-sentence when she heard Tao Ying's voice outside.

Hearing Tao Ying's voice outside, he couldn't help but swallow back what he was going to say. He was caught in a dilemma and felt a little flustered.

"You two get back to work, I'm not going to get in the way," Zhou Daya said casually, then left without waiting for the two children's reply.

"What's wrong? I heard from the child that you were bullied by someone coming to your door?" Zhou Daya said loudly as she stood at the door after going out.

"Tell me, how did you end up like this? Where did all that fierceness you had for me go? Now you're being bullied like this, and you've lost so much weight. If my son were still alive, he would be heartbroken."

Zhou Daya glanced at Tao Ying and could clearly see that Tao Ying had lost weight; her clothes were hanging loosely, and her face was noticeably smaller.

"Have you lost weight? No wonder you've felt so much lighter these past few days." Tao Ying touched her cheek in surprise.

I've been so tired lately, both mentally and physically. Except for last night, the food I've eaten has been pretty bland and lacking in flavor.

Eating habits are long-standing; I only eat until I'm seven or eight tenths full, and I don't like drinking malted milk powder or eating biscuits.

"She's lost at least seven or eight pounds. Who came to bully us? Does she think there are no adults at home? Take me to her." Zhou Daya became angrier and angrier as she looked at her.

This eldest son's wife has never suffered a loss or been mistreated in her life. She has never been bullied by anyone, so how could she let outsiders bully her?

"Mom, I'm forty-five already. There's no rush. Let's discuss it after dinner." Tao Ying's heart softened. Sure enough, no matter how old you are, you still need a mother.

"You still have the appetite to eat? Are you trying to kill yourself? Your second son isn't even married yet, your two younger sons are still in school, and your eldest daughter has brought her child back. How long can Dazhu's meager pension last if you keep spending it like this? You'll get so hungry by then, how will you survive?" Zhou Daya got angry as soon as the topic of eating came up.

They don't know how to manage a household at all, and I don't know why they're so greedy.

"Mom, Wang Baojun gave me two thousand yuan yesterday, so I'm celebrating. Dazhu didn't waste that money." Tao Ying wasn't angry at all; instead, she felt a deep sense of concern.

This little old lady really cares about me.

"Is he really that filial? Your eldest daughter-in-law doesn't seem like someone to be trifled with, would she agree to this?" Zhou Daya gave her a look that said, "I don't believe you for a second."

Grandpa Wang, holding Tao Chenyang's hand, walked over, puffing on his cigarette.

“The eldest son and his wife are always eyeing Dazhu’s money and his job. The day before yesterday, I used the money to buy a shop, and somehow Zhao Shuangfeng saw it. She and her parents and two younger brothers surrounded me and wanted the shop to be registered in her name. Baoshan hadn’t eaten all day, and he fell to the ground during the scuffle. The onlookers called the police. The Zhao family was afraid of being punished, so I said I wanted 1,000 yuan for Baoshan’s medical expenses and another 1,000 yuan to sever ties with him. From now on, Wang Baojun and I will no longer be mother and son, and I won’t need him to support me in my old age.”

Tao Ying explained to Zhou Daya in a low voice, afraid of frightening the old lady, and told her the details directly.