Upon hearing this, the eldest son's family, Jiang Jialin, Lu Shi, and the second son's family were all stunned.

Everyone knows this, but no one has brought it up in public.

Now, Jiang Xun finally looked at his new younger sister with respect.

He felt that his new sister would not only allow him to eat a big bowl of chicken this time, but would also allow him to eat a bowl of chicken as much as Jiang Liu and his brother in the future.

Old Man Jiang and Old Woman Jiang were both stunned.

They had never heard anyone mention that they favored the second wife.

Upon closer reflection, it became clear that they were indeed increasingly favoring the second wife.

When did it begin?

It seems that it started when the second son became the accountant in town. He was the first person in Dashui Village to find a decent job in town, and he brought great honor to the Jiang family.

Later, the youngest son repeatedly failed to take the county-level examination and could not become a scholar, while the second son, Jiang Liu, passed the county-level examination at the age of thirteen. They felt that this grandson was more destined to become an official, so they favored the second son's family even more and ignored the eldest son's family and the youngest son's family.

Whenever there's something to eat or use, the second wife is always given priority.

But upon closer reflection, the eldest son's family also contributed a lot to this family.

The eldest son's family was the main force in farming. The youngest son also frequently went to town to copy books to supplement the family income, and even voluntarily gave up his opportunity to go to school to give Jiang Liu a chance.

Thinking of this, both Grandma Jiang and Grandma Jiang felt a little embarrassed and fell silent for a while.

Suddenly, the air pressure in the main room dropped to an extreme.

Apart from Jiang Xun and Jiang Wanwan, who remained carefree and happily ate chicken and drank chicken soup, the rest of the Jiang family members seemed to be carrying a heavy burden in their hearts.

Jiang Wanwan sipped the chicken soup in her bowl, sighing inwardly.

My aunt's mushroom and chicken soup was indeed delicious, rich and flavorful, with both the mellow aroma of chicken and the unique taste of wild mushrooms. It was absolutely delicious.

Then, she broke the coarse flatbread in her hand into small pieces and threw them into the bowl containing chicken soup.

The thick flatbread soaked up plenty of chicken broth, and when you took a bite, it wasn't as hard as usual; instead, it tasted delicious.

Jiang Wanwan enjoyed her lunch very much.

Just as I put down my bowl and chopsticks, I heard someone knocking on the courtyard gate.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Grandma Jiang, open the door quickly. I have something important to tell you."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Wanwan knew who it was.

The person who came was the old woman with the shoe-pulling face that we met on the way down the mountain earlier today. She was of the same generation as Old Lady Jiang and was Zhang Cuihua, the wife of Old Man Jiang's cousin. Uncle Jiang and the other adults had to call her Aunt Cuihua.

According to her seniority, Jiang Wanwan should call her Grandma Cuihua!

The Jiang family members exchanged glances, realizing something was wrong.

"Hurry, eat faster. Aunt Zhang must have come looking for us because of the smell of meat wafting from our house. She probably guessed that we caught a pheasant on the mountain!" Hu said anxiously.

"What should we do? What if Grandma Zhang comes up the mountain with us in the future?" Jiang Jiang said worriedly, while his hands continued to move quickly, stuffing the chicken in the bowl into his mouth.

The others did the same, worrying as they quickly stuffed the chicken from their bowls into their stomachs.

"Oh no, there's still some chicken soup left in the kitchen." Zhu Shi couldn't care less about being angry anymore.

It's better to let our own family eat the meat than to let outsiders eat it.