As dusk fell, Qin Ye returned to the 깊 compound carrying a bowl of braised food.

At this time, the residents in the slum were also eating dinner at home.

“Knock knock knock…”

Qin Ye knocked on the Qin family's door.

"I'll go open it." Qin Rong, who was eating, said to her daughter, then got up, walked to the door and opened it.

"Ono?"

Qin Ye handed over the bowl in his hand, "Aunt Li prepared a pot of stewed food and asked me to bring you a bowl."

Qin Rong was startled for a moment, then quickly took it and thanked him, "Oh, thank you."

A few days ago, Sister Li always invited her to dinner, but she was embarrassed and always declined on the grounds that Chunbao was still waiting for her at home.

I didn't go to the store to work today. I didn't expect Sister Li to make delicious food and asked Qin Ye to bring her a bowl.

"Please, Xiao Ye."

Qin Ye nodded slightly, turned around and went home.

Qin Rong quickly closed the door and brought the still warm braised dishes to the dining table.

The mother and daughter had a simple meal tonight, noodles with shredded radish pickled by Qin Rong.

"Mom, the braised dishes are so delicious, and there are braised bones." Chunbao looked at the braised dishes on the table, his eyes, although slightly sunken, shining brightly.

Qin Rong looked at the two pieces of meaty bones in the bowl and felt warm in her heart. Sister Li is such a nice person.

"Try this braised pork bone and see if it's delicious." Qin Rong picked up a piece with more meat and put it into her daughter's bowl of noodles.

"Mom, you eat this piece. This piece is too big and I can't finish it." Chunbao glanced at the big bone in the bowl and wanted to put it into her mother's bowl.

Qin Rong blocked it with her hands, "How can you not finish all the meat? You eat it, and Mom has more."

As he spoke, he picked up the remaining braised pork bones in the bowl and took a big bite. "Mm, delicious. Your Aunt Li's skill in making dumplings is beyond compare. Her skill in making braised dishes is also good. The taste is not worse than the braised meat in state-owned restaurants."

Seeing this, Chunbao had no choice but to give the big one to her mother and lowered her head to take a bite. The rich aroma of the stew directly whetted her appetite, although she originally had no appetite.

"Mom, the braised bones are delicious."

When Qin Ye returned home, he saw his father Qin Daxiao sitting at the table drinking porridge.

Qin Dachu cooked the porridge himself. Of course, if he wasn't extremely hungry, he wouldn't have gotten up to cook it himself.

There was food at home, and when Qin Ye was not at home, Qin Da was very hungry and would cook for himself.

Of course, Qin Ye never prepared too much food at home, basically just enough for one or two days, because if he prepared more, Qin Da could sell it for wine.

"You smell like braised meat, wild dog." Qin Da sniffed hard with his not-so-sensitive nose.

"It smells like braised meat. Are you eating braised meat outside?"

Qin Ye ignored him and opened the cupboard to get his clothes. The dumpling shop would open tomorrow, so he was going to the bathhouse to take a bath.

Qin Da said with gnashing teeth: "As a son, you eat braised meat outside and let your father eat porridge at home. Qin Yegou, you are unfilial and you will be struck by lightning."

Qin Ye said nonchalantly: "Then let the thunder strike me to death. For a father like you, I am good enough to give you some porridge and not starve you to death."

"You heartless bastard, you're as cheap as your mother! Xu Mengyuan, that whore who abandoned her husband and children, has hurt me like this. If I ever meet her, I will kill her." Qin Daji started to curse.

If Xu Mengyuan hadn't abandoned her husband and children, causing him to be laughed at and unable to raise his head, he wouldn't have lost his job because of drinking to relieve his sorrow and become like this.

Qin Daxiao felt that her life was getting worse and worse, starting with Xu Mengyuan, that unfaithful woman, who abandoned her husband and children.

Xu Mengyuan was the name of Qin Ye's mother. Qin Ye had no memory of this mother who was beaten away.

When he was beaten by the drunk Qin Daxiao as a child, he had fantasized countless times that one day his mother would come back and take him away with her, but it never happened.

Since she left, her mother has never come back, as if she had disappeared from this world.

He didn't blame his mother for abandoning him. She was just a poor person who married Qin Da, but he didn't have any feelings for his mother.

Qin Ye: "You beat her away. You became such a coward. It's all your own fault."

"You not only hurt yourself, but also me and her. If we want to kill someone, it should be us who want to kill you. You even want to kill her with good intentions. I don't know where you get the nerve to do that."

"..." Qin Daxiao's swollen face turned red.

"Qin Ye, you unfilial bastard..."

Qin Ye: "Before you say I am unfilial, first check whether you are worthy of being a father. I am a bastard, what are you?"

Qin Da's yellow eyes trembled, "...I still raised you and didn't let you starve to death!"

"Didn't I let you starve to death?" Qin Ye asked.

"You were eating meat outside and didn't even think about me, your father!"

Qin Ye sneered, "You would rather spend your money on drinking than paying for my tuition and food, right?"

"You didn't starve me to death, but you did let me go hungry before!"

When he was a child, going hungry twice a day was a common occurrence for Qin Ye. The longest time he went hungry was when he didn’t eat for two days.

Qin Ye put the clean clothes on his shoulders and went out.

Helplessly and furiously, Qin Da looked at his back and pounded the table hard, but the table didn't even make a sound.

He licked his dry lips and wanted to drink again.

He had no idea where the bastard hid his money. He searched the whole house and even looked through the bastard's body when he was asleep, but he didn't find a single penny.

Ah, I want to drink, I want to drink, I want to drink...

He Family

"It hurts! Mom, it hurts so much..."

Dayan grabbed Aunt Zhao's hand and tears streamed down her face in pain.

Cao Zhaodi stood at the bedroom door holding a bowl of rice. "It's just giving birth to a child. How can it be painful? Dayan, you really don't need to scream like that."

She was just being hypocritical. It wasn't that painful, but she screamed like she was dying.

Aunt Zhao wiped her daughter's sweat with a handkerchief, turned her head and glared at Cao Zhaodi, "Dayan is in so much pain, don't make sarcastic remarks here!"

"Oh, mother-in-law, am I just being sarcastic? Doesn't that woman give birth to children? Giving birth to children doesn't hurt as much as she does. I didn't feel any pain when I gave birth to four children."

Aunt Zhao said angrily: "That's because you are thick-skinned and can tolerate pain. Not everyone is like you."

This is what I hate the most. People are in excruciating pain giving birth, but she's still standing aside and saying that giving birth doesn't hurt!

"..." Cao Zhaodi choked, then said sarcastically: "Yes, we country people are thick-skinned and tough, unlike you city people who are delicate."

Aunt Zhao was so angry that she replied directly: "You know better."

Cao Zhaodi: “…”

Dayan: "Mom, why hasn't Wenguang come back yet? I'm in so much pain!"

She felt that Wenguang had been gone for a long, long time.

Aunt Zhao: "Wenguang has been gone for almost an hour, he should be back soon."

He Wenguang has a bicycle. He rode it to ask for the midwife and should be on his way back.

Little did they know that He Wenguang was still riding his bicycle leisurely and had not even reached the midwife's house yet.

(There is another chapter in the evening)