Transmigrated into a Spoiled Little Lucky Charm in the 80s

The dragon tribe's most beloved little princess found herself in an era of scarcity, lacking clothes and food. Fortunately, she had a grandmother who doted on her as if she were the apple of he...

Chapter 28. She got what's coming to her.

Chapter 28 gave her a good thrashing.

The steaming pumpkin and millet porridge in front of me smelled delicious, and the thick porridge filled a large bowl.

Helian Jiao sniffed and happily used her chubby little hands to grab the spoon and drink.

It smells so good and tastes so sweet!

Thanks to her, Zhou Zhaodi, who was still breastfeeding, also got a small bowl of pumpkin and millet porridge with added sugar.

I'm growing to love this blessed little niece more and more.

Although the other children in the Chen family were drooling with envy, they were already used to their grandmother's favoritism and none of them protested or made a fuss.

Anyway, making a fuss is pointless.

Li Chunhua, who was more than seven months pregnant, felt extremely uncomfortable.

My mother-in-law feeds this brat well every day, she eats all the good stuff, what will she eat after she gives birth to a son?!

Although the baby hasn't been born yet, Li Chunhua firmly believes that this pregnancy will definitely be a son.

She can feel it!

Seeing that she was staring at her granddaughter with dissatisfaction, Ma Xiulian tapped her chopsticks and shouted in a loud voice, "Those who want to eat should eat properly, and those who don't want to eat should get off the table, so that they don't think about things they shouldn't be thinking about after they've eaten their fill all day long."

She still gave Li Chunhua face by not naming her.

Li Chunhua quickly looked away, lowered her head to peel and eat the egg, feeling angry but unable to express it.

I could only eat one egg every three days while I was pregnant, but that brat ate one every day, and every meal she ate refined grains.

My mother-in-law has been completely bewitched by that brat!

After scolding her daughter-in-law, Ma Xiulian turned to her grandson and began to reprimand him: "Erbao, eat properly! You're such a grown man, why are you making such a mess of food everywhere? Look at your sister, she's eating so well."

Without thinking, Chen Erbao looked at Helian Jiao, after all, she was the only younger sister who could be praised as well-behaved by her grandmother in a sweet voice.

Helian Jiao drank her porridge very seriously, holding the small spoon steadily without spilling a drop, and her mouth was clean. She looked extremely well-behaved and endearing.

Chen Erbao, however, argued vehemently, "Jiaojiao is a fairy, but I am not."

Indeed, under Grandma's constant brainwashing, the Chen family's grandchildren all firmly believe that Jiaojiao is a fairy descended from heaven.

Moreover, Jiaojiao is so cute and pretty that none of her friends' sisters are as beautiful as hers!

Helian Jiao looked up when she heard her name, and frowned slightly as she looked at Chen Erbao, whose mouth was full of food scraps. "Second brother, your mouth is dirty."

Afraid of being disliked by his younger sister, Chen Erbao quickly wiped his mouth with his hands twice, then grinned at her and said, "Look, brother has wiped it clean!"

Helian Jiao nodded reluctantly, at least her heart was missing and she couldn't see it.

Chen Erbao asked excitedly, "Sweetie, how about we go catch loaches in the ditch today?"

Comrade Chen Erbao especially loves to bring his beautiful and cute little sister to show off to his friends.

Without any hesitation, Helian Jiao refused in her soft, sweet voice: "No, it's dirty."

Then, ignoring her second brother's exaggeratedly disappointed expression, she looked expectantly at her grandmother and asked, "Grandma, when will the ditch be finished?"

Previously, there were no ditches in the entire Sanqiao Commune, and every household used well water for washing clothes and cooking. The idea of ​​digging ditches was proposed last year.

Just then, at the beginning of the year, a new radio factory was built near the commune, and the workers there volunteered to help dig the ditch.

They've only been digging for a few days, and the granddaughter asks about it every day.

Not wanting to see her granddaughter disappointed, Ma Xiulian mumbled, "There's still some time."

(End of this chapter)