Chapter 4 Chapter 4 You eat meat and give me shit cakes? …
Song Jiabao was walking home with an unhappy look on his face.
Ever since his third sister went on a hunger strike, the quality of the lunch he brought to school every day plummeted, and he hadn't eaten well for several days in a row.
I don't know why she is being so pretentious. She is going to the countryside soon. It will be a good thing for her to get engaged to Director Ma and come back by then, right?
The situation is so serious now. What if Director Ma finds out? What will happen to his job? Has she ever considered him as her younger brother? How selfish!
He went upstairs in a depressed mood, planning to tell Song's mother about his grievances and try to get some benefits.
Thinking of this, his eyes rolled around.
"Mom—" he cried pitifully, "I'm so hungry."
No one answered.
The house was completely silent, without even the aroma of rice or the sound of a cooking pot.
"Not back yet?" He put away his expression, stepped over the overturned table and chairs on the ground, and went back to the room with a gloomy face.
After waiting for a long time without hearing any movement, he lost his patience and ran to Song Ruan's room and yelled angrily: "Song Ruan, come out and cook for me!"
After shouting twice and seeing no one responding, he raised his foot to kick.
"What are you doing?"
Song Ruan was patting his bulging wallet and feeling happy. When he came back, he saw Song Jiabao trying to break into his door, so he quickly stopped him loudly.
She was planning to take this door away! She has discussed it with the system!
"Where the hell have you been? The house is so messy and you don't even know how to clean it up!" He rolled his eyes in annoyance and ordered as a matter of course, "Cook for me quickly, I'm starving."
"You'd better starve to death soon." Song Ruan, who had made some money again, was now very tough and retorted immediately.
Immediately, I felt a sense of relief spreading through my soul, as if some chains had been untied - it turns out that it feels so good to say out loud what I only dared to say in my heart before!
The system also clapped in her mind:
[That's it!] Awesome! Do you want me to record the points you have gained as a reminder to increase your sense of achievement? 】
Song Ruan was full of confidence: "No need to thank you, I will definitely be annoying people in the future, I'm afraid it will be a headache to hear it then."
You'd better be
The system was satisfied with her promise, but it still remained stubborn.
Song Jiabao thought he had heard it wrongly: "What did you say?"
"I say, you'd better die soon." Song Ruan added, "If you're alive, you waste the air; if you're dead, you pollute the land; if you're half-dead, you waste the RMB."
"Ahhh——" Song Jiabao, who had always been spoiled by the whole family, could not stand this and rushed over to kick her.
Song Ruan jumped to the side, grabbed his collar, lifted him up and threw him out like a carrot.
Song Jiabao fell to the ground with a thud, completely stunned.
After being stunned for a long time, he kicked his legs and cried loudly: "Wow - you hit me! You hit me! I'm going to tell Dad!"
"Then you have to hurry up. After all, we are fighting against feudal superstition now. Dead is dead. You can't let him come to you in your dreams."
Song Ruan thought about it, and tried to speak in a calm tone and clearly, so that the little idiot could hear clearly.
"Aww, wow, wow--" What responded to her was Song Jiabao's even sharper cries. He howled and rolled over, twisting like a fat maggot.
"Hmph." For some reason, with such background noise, Song Ruan felt genuinely relaxed and walked briskly to the cupboard to make a meal for herself.
She had eaten all the eggs in the morning, and there was still half a bag of flour, a bag of cornmeal, a jar of pickles, two cucumbers and a small pile of sweet potatoes left in the cupboard.
She looked up and saw a small piece of bacon hanging from the ceiling.
Wow, this family has quite a bit of food stored.
Okay, it's all hers now.
She first mixed the flour together into dough and divided it into small pieces. She then chopped the cucumber and sweet potato and stirred them together with the pickles. Then she used this lump of black, green and yellow stuff as filling and pinched it into pancakes of different sizes.
The system was stunned:
[What, what is this?] 】
"Cucumber and sweet potato pickle cakes, they just look a little ugly, but they should taste pretty good." She couldn't even eat them when she was a child.
The system fell silent.
Song Ruan held a cake and bacon in his hands, an oil bottle hooked on his fingertips, and a calendar tucked under his arm, and walked outside.
The tube-shaped buildings of that era did not have separate kitchens, and everyone cooked on a small stove in the corridor. She raked at the ashes in the grate, trying to figure out how to start a fire - it had been so long since she'd done this that she had ruined half of a calendar. But since it's not hers, she doesn't feel bad about it.
When the flames came out, she put the meat in the pot, added some water to cover it, put a circle of small pancakes along the edge of the water, and placed the remaining larger ones on the upper steamer.
Looking at her masterpiece, she felt somewhat proud.
Suddenly there was a dinging sound in my mind.
[Administrator message: Your system gives you ten servings of braised pork, please check and withdraw them]
【Eat something good】
"Wow, thank you, Tongjie. You're so nice to me!" Song Ruan said enthusiastically, "Do you want to try my cake? I'll cut some bacon for you to eat with it. It should be good."
[No, thank you.] 】
The system politely declined.
As they were talking, the bacon in the pot began to emit a fragrant aroma, which was particularly noticeable in the corridor where there was very little greasy smell.
Aunt Zhou from the next room came over immediately and said, "Hey, you're cooking meat on a non-holiday day. Aren't you afraid that your mother will punish you for being so extravagant?"
Song Ruan immediately changed to a pitiful expression, looking towards the house with hesitation: "What can I do..."
Just then, Song Jiabao's sharp crying sound came from the house, mixed with vicious curses.
Aunt Zhou looked as if she understood what was going on. She sighed and looked into the pot with her eyes rolling around.
Song Ruan spoke quickly before she opened her mouth: "Auntie, can you smell your food and see if it's burnt?"
"Ouch!" The aunt slapped her thigh and ran back to the pot with heartache, and sure enough, a layer of it was burnt.
This is celery at four cents a pound!
She held the burnt ball and looked at it for a long time but still couldn't bear to throw it away, so she scooped two buckets of water and poured it in, apparently planning to make celery soup instead.
Song Jiabao also heard the noise outside the door, and his little eyes flashed with malice: Do you think cooking meat can make him calm down? Just wait, when he finishes eating the meat, he will tell mom that Song Ruan stole it! Not only did she steal the meat, she also beat him up, causing her parents to give her a good beating! See if she dares to disobey him!
After a long while, he finally heard footsteps coming from the door. He quickly turned over and lay on the ground in a big letter shape, waiting for Song Ruan to come and invite him humbly.
The aroma of meat became stronger and stronger, but Song Ruan's voice calling him to eat never came. Instead, there was a faint chewing sound. Song Jiabao couldn't lie still any longer, so he turned over and rushed to the table: "Are you eating alone?"
Song Ruan stuffed the last bit of bacon into her mouth: "Why don't I make it for you?"
She is not her original self. How can she have any inseparable feelings towards these family members who sucked her blood? If she has any feelings, it is just a resentment that she wants to kill them. She just finished a fight and then she sticks to them to cook. Is she that cheap?
I have to say, the meat these days is really delicious, and the meat from the Song family that is bought for free is even more delicious.
Baji, Baji, Baji.
She deliberately chewed the meat in front of Song Jiabao, making a crunching sound.
Song Jiabao looked at the remaining stack of black pancakes with yellow and green fillings on the table, and his eyes turned red with anger: "You eat meat, and you give me shit pancakes?"
"What nonsense are you talking about! What kind of shit cake is that!" Song Ruan felt humiliated. "Besides, who said this is for you to eat? You're just dreaming!"
Song Jiabao rushed over with a roar: "Bitch, why do you eat my meat? Do you think you deserve to eat meat?! I will kill you!"
Song Ruan was also angry, so she slapped him in the face, making him spin like a top and fall to the ground.
The chubby white face quickly became red and swollen as if it was inflated.
Song Jiabao cried out in pain.
But he was not completely stupid. He knew that Song Ruan would not let him bully her without fighting back like before, and his backer had not returned yet. He ran out with his face covered, while swearing maliciously: "Just wait, I'll ask Dad to beat you so hard that you can't even get up!"
Seeing that Song Ruan seemed to be getting up, he rushed out with a start.
He covered his face and ran to the hospital, howling as if his mother had died: "Doctor! Doctor! I was beaten!"
The doctor on duty was so frightened that he ran out in a hurry: "Why are so many people being beaten today? Let me see, let me see!"
"Here! Here!" Song Jiabao pointed at his face and shouted.
"I thought it was a minor matter," the doctor glanced at him and walked back unhappily, "It was just a slap in the face. The skin wasn't even broken. It will be healed later."
Song Jiabao grabbed his sleeve and said, "You can't leave! It hurts! I'm dizzy! I'm dying! Give me some medicine!"
How can it look like you were beaten so badly without applying medicine? How to make parents feel distressed?
He must make his parents expose that bitch!
Song Jiabao made up his mind. He hugged the doctor's thighs and cried and kicked wildly. The two nurses failed to pull him off.
The doctor was so annoyed by his torment that he had to ask the nurse to apply some gentian violet and gauze on him, and also gave him two painkillers.
"Thirty-seven cents." The nurse put the remaining gauze back on the plate and said unhappily.
Song Jiabao, who got what he wanted, was reluctant to pay now: "My father is Song Guogang from the winery, you can ask him to pay for me."
The nurse was stunned, and then she lowered her head and flipped through the notebook, asking in a strange tone: "Song Guogang from the winery, is his wife named Zhang Meijuan, and he has a daughter named Song Li?"
Song Jiabao's eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, that's my mother and my second sister, you know them? Then can you help me first?"
The nurse looked at him inexplicably and suddenly smiled: "No need to call anyone, just go up the stairs to the first room on the second floor, everything is there, just go and get the money and pay it yourself."
Song Jiabao was dumbfounded: "Ah?"
He went upstairs in confusion and immediately saw the ward the nurse had mentioned: his father was leaning on the bed with his hand hanging down and breathing heavily, his second sister was lying on another bed groaning, and his mother was sitting between them crying.
As if she sensed the sight, Zhang Meijuan raised her head, her eyes fell on the gauze on his face, and she rushed over screaming, "Jiabao, Jiabao! What's wrong with you?"
Without waiting for him to speak, she cried, "Song Ruan, that ungrateful bastard, broke your father's hand. How could I have given birth to such a thing, without any sense of affection and family!"
Song Jiabao opened his mouth: What you said seems to be my lyrics.
After the four men finished their conversation, a burst of heated curses rang out in the ward.
Song Guogang roared: "If I had known I would give birth to such a beast, I should have strangled her to death! I..."
The nurse holding the medicine tray pushed the door open and yelled, "What are you arguing about! This is a hospital, not a place for you alone. There are other patients who need to rest!"
Song Guogang was like a chicken with its neck pinched, he suddenly fell silent.
Zhang Meijuan wiped her tears and said, "I was thinking of packing some luggage for her. She's so capable, why should we worry about her?"
Song Li also added with red eyes: "I am also thinking that since I have taken over the job of the third sister, I should send her some money every month..."
"She doesn't deserve it!" Song Guogang couldn't help but yell again, "When she goes to the countryside, we will take her work permit to the factory to handle the handover. I'm her father, so what's wrong with taking her job? I won't give that beast a penny!"
Song Li's eyes flashed coldly, "Isn't Xiao San on the train tomorrow morning? We should all stay in the hospital tonight and not go back. Just pretend that we forgot to prepare her luggage. She has suffered in the countryside for two months with nothing, and she knows how much her parents care."
"It's better to starve to death in the countryside!" Song Jiabao cursed viciously.
"Yes, let's see what she can do to resist me then!" Song Guogang slammed the bed rail.
The nurse outside the door yelled again, and he took it back awkwardly.
Zhang Meijuan moved her lips, and finally said to herself: "She is immature, and she will know how good we are when the time comes..."
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