"Zhou Cunzong, go wash the diapers." After Chen Suwen carried the child into the house and put her on the bed to keep her mother company, she came out and instructed her son to do the chores.
"Huh?" Zhou Cunzong was putting away all the things his wife used during her hospitalization when he heard his mother's words.
What is it?
He's washing diapers?
"What? You're not going to wash the diapers, so am I supposed to do it?"
It's worth noting that when her eldest daughter-in-law, Xu Huixue, gave birth, she hardly ever washed diapers.
Although the original owner did not instruct her eldest son, Zhou Cunzhi, to wash diapers at that time, she herself did not do it either.
Xu Huixue washed it herself.
Of course, when Xu Huixue was in postpartum confinement, her mother helped her wash the diapers; the original owner of this body had never done such a job.
After Xu Huixue finished her postpartum confinement, she washed herself.
Xu Huixue's twins were born in April, and she didn't finish her postpartum confinement until May.
It's already quite hot in Guangzhou in May, so there's no need to worry about it getting too cold while washing diapers, it's not a big problem.
But it was different when it came to Shen Wenxiu.
It's November now, and it's already late November. In a few days, it will be December.
Even though Guangzhou isn't very cold yet and winter hasn't officially arrived, we can't let Shen Wenxiu wash diapers with cold water after she finishes her postpartum confinement.
Chen Su asked her if she herself didn't want to do it, so of course Zhou Cunzong would have to do the diaper washing.
Xu Huixue had her mother's help with chores during her postpartum period, but Shen Wenxiu shouldn't expect any.
He Caiping would never come over to wash her granddaughter's diapers; she still had to take care of the Shen family, especially her youngest son.
"Hurry up, don't you know you don't have enough diapers for your daughter? Wash them quickly and dry them in the sun while the weather is nice."
"The child is yours, and so is your wife. Since your wife can't wash diapers during her postpartum period, of course you'll have to do it."
"You think you can just let your mom do the washing? Don't even think about it!"
"When your sister-in-law gave birth to Ah Xian and Xiao Mei, I didn't even wash their diapers. Now if I were to wash your child's diapers, what would your sister-in-law think?"
"You've had your fun, but your wife suffered during pregnancy. Now that the baby is born, do you still want to be a hands-off parent? Don't dream about it."
Chen Suwen was not a loving mother, nor was she a mother who doted on her son.
In her view, both sons and daughters have to work.
As the adopted mother who transmigrated from the original body, she was even less likely to spoil the original owner's son.
"Hurry up! If your daughter doesn't have any diapers, I'll use your clothes to pad them!" Chen Suwen pointed at him, urging him to get to work quickly.
What could Zhou Cunzong say? He could only obediently take out a basin and wash his daughter's diapers.
When Xu Huixue came out and saw that Zhou Cunzong had really gone to wash diapers, a hint of envy flashed in her eyes.
When she was in postpartum confinement, her husband never washed diapers. Now that she sees her brother-in-law washing diapers, how could she not be extremely envious?
They are both surnamed Zhou, and are brothers from the same father and mother. How come Zhou Cunzong can do it, but Zhou Cunzhi can't?
"Mom, what are we having for dinner today?"
Xu Huixue ignored her brother-in-law's diaper-washing and went over to ask her mother-in-law what they were having for dinner.
My sister-in-law should eat something good during her postpartum period, right?
Although these people don't need to take care of their health like their sister-in-law, they still need to eat their fill, right?
So she is still more concerned about what she eats.
Chen Suwen frowned. "Just make whatever you have. Aren't there vegetables in the yard?"
“But Mom, we don’t have much oil left.” Xu Huixue was also very distressed.
"Out of gas?"
Chen Suwen was very annoyed, "If you don't have oil, go buy some."
"Mom, we've used up all our gas coupons for this month, we can't buy any more."
It was only then that Chen Suwen realized that in this era, you needed ration coupons to buy anything, no matter what it was.
They can grow their own vegetables since they have a yard, but oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and other things from western Zhejiang all require ration coupons.
Meat also requires ration coupons.
Chen Suwen was very unhappy. These restrictions were too great; she couldn't eat whatever good food she wanted.
It was almost noon by then, and there probably wouldn't be any good meat left at the meat processing plant.
Moreover, they don't have many hostages left in their family.
Chen Suwen couldn't help but look outside. Was she going to go hunting in the mountains?
"Fine, do what you can. Just do your best, and I'll think of something else later."
She's currently unemployed, and she doesn't really like working a 9-to-5 job.
In her previous life, she set up her stall whenever she wanted, doing whatever she pleased.
After seeing online that some restaurant owners or food stall owners are reminded to open for business by their customers every day, she became very protective of her contact information and did not "privately contact" her customers.
She would never let customers remind her to set up her stall at six or seven in the morning, nor would she let customers try to persuade her to stay after nine at night.
She can set up her stall whenever she wants, and sell as much as she wants—she has absolute freedom.
Having a stable job is certainly nice, but the rules and regulations also make her very uncomfortable.
It's good that she's not working right now; it's not that she doesn't have ways to make money.
"Mom, what are you planning to do? You're not going to..." Xu Huixue didn't say the words "black market" aloud, but she mouthed them.
Chen Suwen rolled her eyes at her, "No, I don't plan to go."
The black market certainly had what she wanted, but the prices were very high.
"Alright, go cook."
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