“Gurgle…”

Xu Xiangyang turned over and continued to sleep. He would not be hungry when he fell asleep, so he went to sleep quickly.

His two step-parents were still there, and he didn't want to reveal his true identity, so he decided to wait until there was no one around before filling his stomach.

It was just after dawn, around six in the morning, when snowflakes started falling outside. It was already the beginning of November.

"Xiu Min, please leave a bowl of rice for Goudan later. I'm going to work. You can stay home today."

Xu Guangtian was getting dressed while giving instructions to his wife. He knew that his wife was reluctant to work, so he never forced her.

Usually, it was because my mother couldn't stand it anymore that she forced Wang Xiumin to go to work.

But today's situation is special, and he is worried about his son's life. If anything unexpected happens, he doesn't want to beg for the child again.

Xu Xiangyang was born two years after the couple got married, and then Wang Xiumin's belly stopped moving.

If I hadn’t been pregnant with a boy this time, I would have kicked them all out, right?

When Wang Xiumin heard that she was not allowed to go to work, she quickly nodded and agreed, "Don't worry, I'll take care of Goudan. I'll call you if anything happens."

After the two of them had their meal, Wang Xiumin deftly filled a large bowl with corn stubble porridge.

She wholeheartedly protects her son and relies on him to support her in her old age.

"The third son's wife!" Zhang Xiufen suddenly spoke.

The whole family looked at her, wondering if she would be deprived of food. For a moment, some even gloated over her misfortune.

Wang Xiumin ignored her and put the bowl on the edge of the kang.

"Give these two eggs to Goudan." Zhang Xiufen reluctantly took out two eggs from her pocket.

Everyone else was stunned. They cooked eggs for a festival like this and actually gave them to Goudan to eat?

The eldest son's wife Liu Ying was unhappy. She thought the eggs were cooked for her son, so no wonder they were not taken out.

She thought the old woman wanted to give it to Xiang Min secretly, but she actually gave it to Goudan? That useless guy, how could he deserve it!

"Mom, Xiangmin is studying so hard, and he has to take the college entrance exam next year." Her meaning was very clear. She had to give her eldest son some eggs to nourish him.

Xu Xiangmin, who was named, remained silent, pushed his glasses and continued to drink porridge. Anyway, with Liu Ying taking action, he would definitely get a share of the eggs.

Zhang Xiufen, realizing her dignity was being challenged, immediately threw down her chopsticks. "What's the matter? Why should I ask you for permission? Are you the boss or am I?"

How could she possibly let down her most promising grandson? This eldest daughter-in-law is such a jerk in the head, she can't understand anything.

She could just cook two more for Xiang Min later, wouldn't that be enough? Why ask now?

Liu Ying was embarrassed by what she said. Then the second son's wife, Zhao Guizhi, said, "Sister-in-law, please sit down and eat. You have to go to the brigade headquarters to pick corn later."

Finally someone came to rescue her. Liu Ying breathed a sigh of relief and sat down to continue eating.

While they were arguing, Wang Xiumin had already taken the eggs and ran back to her room. It was boring to watch them quarreling, and she couldn't give them the eggs.

When Xu Xiangyang woke up, it was already daybreak. It was white outside, and when he looked closely, he saw that it was snowing!

He worked in Kyoto in his previous life. Although there was snow there, it was not as heavy as this.

He had known for a long time that this place was in the Northeast, but he didn't expect to see Snow Town. It was really beautiful.

"Goudan is awake, come and have dinner." Wang Xiumin was sitting on the kang sewing clothes. When she looked up, she saw him looking outside.

"It's snowing outside, so you need to sew another layer of cloth on your cotton-padded jacket. We don't have any cotton left at home, so you'll just have to make do with what you have." She kept muttering, busy with her hands as she spoke.

Xu Xiangyang didn't reply, looking at the kang table, which still contained corn stubble porridge and pickles...

However, there were no more steamed bread, but there were two more eggs on the edge of the bowl. Thinking of what his cheap mother said yesterday, he couldn't help but ask, "Did you steal two today?"

He remembered that although they rarely had good food at home, Wang Huimin always took out some food from the corners and scraps for him.

Of course, this cheap old lady is even more greedy and lazy. Apart from the affairs of the three of her own family, she doesn't care about other things.

She doesn't want to go to work. Except during busy farming season or when the old lady gets angry, she basically stays at home.

Among the three of them, except for Xu Guangtian who had more work points, the mother and daughter basically had free meals.

The old lady wanted to divide the family last month, but she couldn't bear to give up the work points of the eldest and second sons' families, so she had to endure it temporarily.

"You bastard! How dare you talk to your mother like that?" Wang Xiumin said as she wanted to slap him, but when she saw the gauze on his head, she put her hand down.

"Who am I doing this for? Do you need to tell me off? This is what your grandma gave you. I'm bleeding so much, give me two eggs."

She rolled her eyes and continued sewing. This ruthless man, she had been so kind to him for nothing.

Xu Xiangyang didn't say anything. Who could think of anything good about a mother like this?

But most of it went into her own mouth, and was given to the original owner to eat, probably to seal her mouth.

He ate one egg and threw the rest to Wang Xiumin, "This is for you. I feel sick and can't eat it. Don't keep it. I don't like leftovers."

Wang Xiumin: So I like to eat leftovers?

She didn't say anything, just looked at the child who seemed to have grown up. In the past, she would stuff food into her mouth, but now she could actually dig out some food and give it to her. It was really strange.

Regardless of whether it was rare or not, she peeled the skin and ate it in a few seconds. Even if he was filial, she would enjoy herself today.

Xu Xiangyang's head was still aching slightly and he was in a daze. Since it was snowing heavily outside, he just lay on the kang and didn't get up.

But he fell asleep again, and when he woke up again, there was no one in the room.

There was a bowl of water on the kang table, probably left by Wang Xiumin. He found a box of anti-inflammatory pills from the space and ate them, then took two pills prescribed by the hospital.

I don't know what medicine it is, but it's the right medicine for the condition and shouldn't kill anyone.

After drinking all the water, his stomach started to rumble again.

I don’t know what time it is. Is it time to eat again?

While there was no sound of footsteps outside, he found a bag of bread and ate two in no time.

This stuff has no smell, so don't be afraid.

He drank a bottle of mineral water and then lay motionless on the kang.

Just sleep and eat, eat and sleep?

Xu Xiangyang didn't know what he should do now. He couldn't do anything in the past six and a half years.

Let him farm? Forget it. He's already good enough to be able to distinguish grains. He'll never farm in his lifetime. It's fine for him to go to work.

However, the working class today is all about job assignments and a succession system, so there is no place for him to be of any use.

Without a city hukou, no matter how capable you are, you will have to wait.