Chapter 6: Eating from the inside out
"There's still some work to do in the fields that hasn't been finished yet. The second brother will stay behind to clean it up and will be back when it's done." Old Man Cen said as usual as he swallowed a mouthful of food.
"Then why don't eldest uncle and third uncle stay with my dad? Wouldn't it be faster if they packed up together?" Cen Yan put on an innocent tone, pretending to be ignorant.
But in fact, she knew very well.
My uncle is a lazy and gluttonous person. He is good at talking and always tries to make my grandparents happy.
Not to mention, he also gave birth to a good son like my eldest brother, who was a good student and completely suited grandpa's heart, so grandpa naturally favored him.
In the past, my uncle was always lazy and unwilling to work hard. Any work left over from the fields was his share.
As for my third uncle, he is not as extreme as my eldest uncle, but he is not easy to get along with either.
He only cared about finishing his own work and didn't care about what others had left.
In the end, it always fell on the head of the honest man Cen Dahai.
At this time, Cen Yan opened his mouth, and Cen Dajiang, as the eldest uncle, knew what was going on best.
"Xiaoyan, we are all family, so it doesn't matter who does the job. Your father sympathizes with your grandfather and me, your eldest brother, and doesn't want us to continue to work hard in the fields. We should stay there willingly and work a little longer." Cen Dajiang immediately cleared his throat and spoke in a loud voice, making his words sound very high-sounding and pleasant to the ear.
"Yes, uncle, you are right, that's the truth." Cen Yan nodded in agreement.
Just when Cen Dajiang thought that the matter was over, he saw her suddenly stand up and walk to their large round table. On a bench lay a basket of steamed buns.
She held a large bowl in one hand and threw two hot steamed buns into it.
With the other hand, he opened the lid of the pot, scooped out two spoonfuls of soup, and went straight to the big round table and scooped out two spoonfuls of side dishes.
After doing all this, she covered the pot, held the large bowl, covered it with something to prevent the food in the bowl from getting cold, and prepared to take it outside.
Her actions shocked everyone so much that they forgot to stop her.
"Bitch! What are you doing?!" Old Mrs. Cen was the first to come to her senses. She stood up immediately, pointed at her and cursed her sharply, as if the person standing in front of her was not her granddaughter, but the shameless thief who had stolen her family's food.
"Grandma, I just want to save some food for my dad, otherwise when he comes back he won't have anything to eat and will have to wait for the next meal hungry." Cen Yan stood there, holding the bowl, and said innocently on her little face.
"Bah! What are you going to eat? He comes back late, why should he eat? He has to go hungry if he comes back late!" Old Mrs. Cen was unreasonable. She ordered her to take back the food and steamed buns without thinking twice.
But how could Cen Yan possibly do that?
"Grandma, if my father heard what you said, it would definitely chill his heart."
She didn't move, holding the big bowl steadily with both hands. "He was considerate of grandpa and uncle, and didn't let them continue to work in the fields. Instead, he finished the rest of the work by himself. This is my father. He is filial and respectful to his brother. According to you, he is so filial and respectful to his brother, but he is not entitled to eat and can only go hungry... Is there really such a truth in this world? If it gets out, will you really not be laughed at? If everyone thinks like you, will there be anyone willing to be a filial son?
"If my father is filial but still has to starve, then I would rather he never be filial again!"
Cen Yan's words were powerful and resounding.
Old Man Cen's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help but look at her.
"...You bitch, you came here on purpose to go against me today, didn't you? I tell you, it doesn't matter whether you are filial or not, if you come home late you will have no food! This is the rule in our family! No one can disobey it!" Old Mrs. Cen didn't care about what was right or wrong, she immediately walked over and took the bowl from Cen Yan's hand.
However, only two "ding ding" sounds were heard.
It was Old Man Cen who took the chopsticks and knocked heavily on the edge of the bowl.
He frowned, and a sharp light flashed out of his pair of calm old eyes. He first glanced at Cen Yan, and then glared at Old Lady Cen.
"Come back! How dare you snatch food from your granddaughter?!" Old Man Cen scolded his wife harshly.
"So what if she's outrageous? This little bitch is deliberately going against me today. If I don't teach her a lesson..." Old Lady Cen didn't want to listen, and as she spoke, she was about to attack Cen Yan.
"Ouch! Grandma hit someone! Grandma didn't let my dad eat! She hit someone!" Cen Yan's eyes moved, and his figure flashed, but he ran straight to the gate of the yard with a large bowl in his hand.
Old Mrs. Cen chased after her, picked up the broom that was thrown on the ground at the door and was about to hit her with it.
Seeing this, Cen Yan simply opened the door and ran outside.
Lao Cen's family happened to live on the busiest street in the village, and the gate of the courtyard faced the intersection.
At this time, nearby residents, whether they have finished their meals or not, like to gather here to gossip, making the place very lively.
When they heard the scream and saw Cen Yan running out with a bowl, followed by Old Lady Cen chasing and beating her with a broom, everyone couldn't help but join in watching the fun.
"Someone is being beaten! Grandma won't let my dad eat! My dad comes home late from work and he doesn't even have a bite to eat! He can only wait for the next meal on an empty stomach!" Cen Yan was still shouting loudly, dodging left and right, but holding the bowl in his hand steadily without spilling a single mouthful of soup.
After all, Old Mrs. Cen was old and she couldn’t hit anyone for a while.
She was so angry that she threw the broom in her hand, pointed at Cen Yan's nose and started to yell, "You traitorous little bitch! Come back to your grandma! The food on the table is all from your grandma's family, and you from the second house have no right to eat a bite! You deserve to be skinned alive, little bitch, why did you take it away to give to your father? Believe it or not, I will let your whole family starve to death!"
This scolding was really unpleasant to hear.
Anger appeared on Cen Yan's face.
She stopped walking and stopped hiding or shouting.
"Grandma, are you sincere when you say this? The food on this table is all from your family. Our second branch has nothing to eat. Do you want to starve us to death?" Cen Yan asked with a cold face and a calm voice.
"Yes, what's wrong? I told you, your grandma! What's wrong? You are a bunch of heartless people from the second house. You eat my food, wear my clothes, use my things and live in my house. Now you dare to disobey me? I didn't beat you to death with my own hands. Simply starving you to death is still a light punishment!" Old Mrs. Cen was unreasonable, and the words that came out of her mouth were as harsh as they could be!
"Grandma, how can you talk like that? Isn't my father your biological son? Aren't the second branch and the old Cen family one family?" When Cen Yan heard this, pitiful tears flowed down her little face.
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