Chapter 6: Drinking Chicken Soup

Even though Li Chunhua had seen this scene many times in the past few days, she still couldn't help but remind her, "Mom, Wu Ni can't understand what you're saying yet."

Then I saw my mother-in-law's face show a look of disgust, "It's too awful to call our precious baby Wu Ni."

Li Chunhua was stunned. "If not Wu Ni, then what should she be called?"

Besides, Wu Ni doesn't sound bad at all; she sounds much better than Da Ya and Er Ya from the neighbor's Li family.

But this question stumped Ma Xiulian.

She hadn't received much formal education, so naturally she couldn't come up with a good name.

After frowning and thinking for a while, he suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "I've got it!"

The sudden loud voice startled Li Chunhua.

Ma Xiulian looked annoyed and quickly patted the swaddled baby to comfort her granddaughter, "Oh, baby, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, oh..."

Helian Jiao didn't even flinch; she had gotten used to her grandmother's dramatic outbursts over the past few days.

Seeing that she was looking at her with her big, dark eyes without any fear, Ma Xiulian felt relieved and said in a low voice, "After the baby turns one month old, I will go to the educated youth in the educated youth settlement to give the baby a good name. They are all cultured people."

Li Chunhua opened her mouth slightly, looking at the smug old lady in disbelief: My mother-in-law is really too obsessed!

"ah!"

Suddenly, Helian Jiao let out a soft moan: she was hungry.

Ma Xiulian quickly placed her in Li Chunhua's arms to nurse.

Helian Jiao drank it down in big gulps, thoroughly enjoying herself.

One of the Dragon Clan's survival rules: Of all things, food is the most important!

Ma Xiulian was happy to see that her daughter could eat so much, but Li Chunhua said with worry, "Mom, my little darling is eating too much. I'm afraid I won't have enough breast milk."

This little girl can eat even more than Xiao Bao did back then.

Upon hearing this devastating news, Helian Jiao paused, then drank even more fiercely.

It was as if this was her last meal.

Dragon Survival Rule #2: Food is limited, so grab as much as you can and eat it all.

Afraid that she might choke, Ma Xiulian quickly assured her, "No rush, no rush, Grandma will make sure our little darling drinks enough milk!"

So she went back into the house and discussed with Old Man Chen: "This third son's wife is too weak. She probably doesn't have enough milk to feed him. I think we should kill an old hen to help her get some nourishment."

She admitted that she favored boys over girls. She hadn't given her any extra nutrition since she saw that her third son's wife had a round belly and liked spicy food. She only gave her an egg every three days as usual.

Now, however, he is filled with regret.

Old Chen had no objection. "Alright."

The next day, Ma Xiulian got up very early.

I boiled water, killed the chicken, plucked its feathers, and personally oversaw the simmering of a pot of fragrant chicken soup.

After instructing the eldest son's wife to watch over the chicken soup, he carried it into the third son's room, saying, "Come on, third son's wife, get up and drink the chicken soup."

Li Chunhua, who was breastfeeding her child, looked at her kind-faced mother-in-law and the fragrant chicken soup in her hand. She was no longer flattered and frightened, but rather trembling with fear.

You know, these days each household can only raise three chickens a year, and they're a precious commodity that's gone with every one you eat.

So, except for very important occasions, the chickens in our family are only killed and eaten during the Lunar New Year.

Ma Xiulian, however, was already hugging her little granddaughter affectionately, asking, "Is Grandma's sweetie full?"

As soon as she finished asking the question, Helian Jiao let out a small burp and vomited up some milk.

Helian Jiao: ...She absolutely cannot lose her dignity and wisdom as a member of the Dragon Clan!

So I closed my eyes and pretended nothing had happened.

Ma Xiulian smiled and used a handkerchief to wipe away the milk stains from her. "Looks like our little darling has had her fill, that's great!"

Looking at her loving mother-in-law, Li Chunhua suddenly felt a chill.

Could her mother-in-law really be possessed by an evil spirit?!

Small Theater——

Because the little princess of the Golden Dragon Clan was too picky about food, her mother sent her to her own clan, the Crimson Dragon Clan, to receive a harsh and iron-fisted education.

The Crimson Dragon royal family has eight cubs, each strong and healthy, who are obsessed with fighting every day.

The little princess, who had been pampered by the entire Golden Dragon Clan since childhood, arrived a step too late for her first meal, and all the food was snatched away by eight Crimson Dragon cubs.

So her uncle, the Red Dragon King, taught her the first survival rule of the dragon race: Heaven and earth are vast, but eating is the most important thing!

After enduring hunger until the second meal, I only managed to eat half full because I was too slow in grabbing the food.

So her uncle, the Red Dragon King, taught her the second survival rule of the dragon race: food is limited, so grab as much as you can and eat it!

As soon as the third meal was served, the little princess let out a "whoosh" and rushed over, pushing aside the red dragon cub on the right with her head and sweeping aside the one on the right with her tail, and began to eat voraciously.

(End of this chapter)