Chapter 19: Mother An and Old Lady Li quarrel

Feng Jiaojiao took a bite of the biscuit, only a small bite, but she chewed it for a long time and couldn't swallow it.

This pancake is not the kind that Feng Jiaojiao had eaten before, the sweet and soft cornmeal pancake made from coarse grains.

Cornmeal at this time is not that fine, and it is mixed with coarse grains such as black sorghum flour.

The color is very dark, black and yellow, and it is hard. It can be used as a weapon. It looks unappetizing, but it makes you feel full. It tastes rough and hurts your throat.

An Jianjun saw Feng Jiaojiao chewing mechanically and failing to swallow for a long time, so he knew she had never eaten this before.

He took the pancake from her hand, poured the corn grits porridge in his bowl to Feng Jiaojiao, and also picked up some shredded potatoes and pickles for her.

"You eat this, give me the cake."

Father An and Mother An looked at each other and frowned slightly.

I thought she had a stomach that was used to fine grains and couldn't get used to the whole grains at home. But I couldn't just give her a special meal, it was really worrying!

When Mrs. An saw this scene, she wanted to say something, but was stopped by Brother An next to her. The third son's wife was a city girl and was delicate by nature. It was normal that she needed time to adapt, so the wife should not interfere.

The meal was spent with everyone arguing over the matter.

After breakfast, the An family, except Feng Jiaojiao and Chen Tingting, all had their own things to do.

Even the maids had to pick grass for the pigs.

An Jianjun saw Feng Jiaojiao fiddling with her clothes in the house out of boredom. He walked over, stretched out his hand, and held an egg in his palm.

"You..." Feng Jiaojiao looked at An Jianjun in surprise.

"This is what my mother gave me secretly. She asked me to give it to you because she was afraid you didn't have enough this morning. Eat it quickly."

"You stay at home and take a nap if you want. I'll go to work." An Jianjun tried to help with as much housework as possible during the few days he was at home.

"Oh, thank you!"

Feng Jiaojiao felt a sweet feeling surge into her heart.

An's mother, who was working in the fields, was being chatted with by a group of women.

"Gui Ying'er, why haven't we seen your new daughter-in-law?" Everyone was curious.

"Ah, you mean the third daughter-in-law? She's at home, and there's a lot of love in this family. I let her stay at home."

An's mother knows the inside and outside of the matter. She would never say bad things about her daughter-in-law in front of outsiders. Wouldn't that make people laugh at her?

"Guiying, if you ask me, you should act like a mother-in-law. Since Feng Zhiqing has married into your family, she should adapt to local customs and work with you. How can she just sit back and enjoy herself?"

This old lady Li is a famous mean old lady in the village. She always stirs up trouble and likes to sow discord between other people's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"Come on, our family is not a den of wolves and dragons. Besides, my third son's wife is very nice. I like to support her like this. I am happy to see her not working."

How could An's mother not know what Mrs. Li meant? She just wanted to see the excitement in their family, but she refused!

"Tsk, you think you're a treasure? You can't do anything, you're just a piece of shit!" Old Mrs. Li said with disgust, pouting.