Reborn 90s: Spicy Wife撩夫

New book "Transmigrated into the Villain's Little Darling" is out!

The cute and invincible Tang Xiaonan transmigrated into the foolish supporting female character of a period dram...

Chapter 2114 Utter Hypocrisy

“Why aren’t you eating it? It’s from Wufangzhai, it’s very expensive outside.” The second daughter was even more dissatisfied.

The school only distributed two boxes of zongzi in total. She didn't even send one to her mother-in-law's side, saving one box to give to her mother. But her mother actually gave away such an expensive box of zongzi.

Sister Wang felt a pang of pain in her chest and said sarcastically, "Don't you know I hate red bean paste the most? I only ever eat salted egg yolk and meat zongzi."

She doesn't like sweets and has never eaten them at home. She thought her children would know about this habit, but it turns out she was just being presumptuous; her children didn't care about her at all.

“Your father remembers it all. Every time his workplace gave out zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), he would only eat the red bean paste zongzi and save the salted egg yolk and savory meat zongzi for me.” Sister Wang suddenly mentioned her deceased husband, her expression filled with sadness and reminiscence.

Since the old man passed away, no one remembers what she liked to eat anymore, and no one cares about her anymore.

No, that's not right. There are still people there. A tall figure appeared in her mind, and Sister Wang blushed.

The four children looked even more embarrassed. They had no idea about their mother's eating habits. They were too busy to remember such trivial matters.

"Mom, I remember when you were little, you said you didn't like meat dumplings!" The eldest son suddenly remembered something and felt that his mother was lying.

Sister Wang sneered, "That's because all four of you love meat dumplings. Back then, conditions weren't good, and the company didn't distribute many meat dumplings, so I wanted to save them for you."

The eldest son fell silent, lowered his head, and dared not utter another word.

"You can leave now. You are all very busy people, and I don't dare to trouble you. I only ask that you have some conscience and bury my ashes with your father after I die. I don't ask for anything else."

Sister Wang was utterly devastated by her four children; her heart was completely broken.

She raised her four children with great difficulty and helped them all get good jobs. She thought she could finally enjoy her retirement, but reality gave her a harsh slap in the face.

She's actually glad the old man passed away early; otherwise, if he were still alive, she doesn't know how angry he would be!

"Mom, why are you saying these things? We're here now." The eldest son was unhappy with his mother's tone, which made her seem like she was heartless and didn't appreciate his hard work at all.

However, he didn't argue with his mother anymore. He was sick, and he would talk to her properly when he recovered, telling her not to say such unpleasant things in front of outsiders in the future, so as not to make a fool of herself.

The four siblings are all respectable people; their reputation and image are of utmost importance to them.

Ye Qingqing sneered silently. They were all utterly hypocritical, unwilling to put in any effort, yet they still demanded that their old mother save face for them. They were more disgusting than bloodsuckers.

"You've come at the right time. Let's settle the medical expenses. Here's the bill."

Ye Qingqing took out the hospital bills and spread them out on the table one by one.

The second daughter, with her sharp eyes, noticed it first and was startled, exclaiming in a shrill voice, "Why so much?"

"Breakthrough surgery, Auntie, do you think it's like removing the appendix?" Ye Qingqing mocked.

"Who are you calling 'Auntie'? Are you blind?!" The second daughter was furious. She thought she was very well-maintained, and her colleagues at school all praised her, saying she looked no more than thirty years old. What kind of auntie was she?

Ye Qingqing rolled her eyes and continued her sarcastic remark, "I'm nineteen this year, and you must be over forty, Auntie. You could be my mother. If I don't call you Auntie, am I supposed to call you Sister? You might dare to answer, but I wouldn't dare to!"