Having just received a kick from Old Lady Wu, Huang Xiaoguo obediently followed behind his wife.
That guy deserves a kick!
When the group returned home, Huang Mancang had already prepared a table full of food for them. "Oh, Mingxia is back. Come on, sit down."
Huang Mancang eagerly urged Old Lady Wu to sit down, saying, "Look, I haven't cooked in years. I don't know how it will turn out. It's getting dark, you must be starving. Try it quickly."
Huang Mancang, sporting a pig-like face, grinned and leaned close to her. Old Mrs. Wu immediately pushed him away in disgust and sat down herself. "What are you up to?"
When Wang Huijun returned, she was secretly surprised to see her father-in-law, who used to treat his mother-in-law like a maid, now looking obsequious and cautious.
Huang Xiaoguo was used to this after what happened today. He sat down abruptly and was about to pick up his chopsticks when he felt a chill down his back. He looked up and saw...
Old Mrs. Wu sat opposite him, staring coldly at him. Startled, he immediately stood up and politely asked his wife and son to sit down first.
Hearing Old Mrs. Wu's cold snort, Huang Xiaoguo quietly sat down next to his wife. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that the gaze on him had disappeared.
Life is tough, being a grandson is tough. Thinking about how this will be in the future makes me feel completely dejected.
Grandma Wu didn't care what he was thinking. She glanced around and found that only the eldest son's family and the fourth son were there; the second and third sons were not.
As soon as he frowned, Huang Mancang spoke up, "The second brother... is probably eating out, as for the third brother, he went back to pick up his wife."
Grandma Wu's gaze was unreadable, making Huang Mancang feel somewhat awkward. "Wh...what's wrong?"
"It's alright, let's eat first." Old Mrs. Wu had no idea that this old man was actually quite perceptive.
Huang Xiaoguo hadn't eaten all day and was starving. When he heard Old Lady Wu speak, he was about to pick up some food when, for some reason, he turned his chopsticks around and put the food into Wang Huijun's bowl.
Wang Huijun was genuinely shocked and began to believe what he had said at her parents' home.
Grandma Wu nodded in satisfaction, thinking that there was still hope for him. She glanced at the chicken leg on the table, picked one up, and put it into his bowl.
Huang Xiaoguo was wolfing down his rice when suddenly a fragrant chicken leg appeared in his bowl. He stared blankly at Old Lady Wu, who had put the chicken leg in his bowl.
"Mom was a little impatient today. If you listen to Mom from now on, you'll get a chicken leg."
Grandma Wu had a kind face, and even the fine lines around her eyes were smiling. You have to be obedient to get a slap.
Unaware, Huang Xiaoguo's eyes were glistening with tears. His heart, which had been steeped in bitterness all day, suddenly pounded with a sour feeling. He knew then that his mother still loved him.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have accompanied him to the Wang family to bring his wife back, and even served him a big chicken leg. Huang Mancang saw his eldest son, who was in his mid-twenties, acting like a child, crying on cue, and his lips twitched as he silently looked away.
Grandma Wu's lips twitched; she had no idea that her eldest son's tear ducts were so well-developed.
There was a rare moment of warmth at the dinner table. After a long day, the food was quickly devoured.
Huang Xiaoguo leaned back in his chair with satisfaction, smacked his lips, and said, "Dad, why don't you cook from now on? I didn't know you had this skill. The dishes are just like those made by the head chef of the state-run restaurant."
Huang Mancang turned his head and glanced at Old Lady Wu first. Seeing that she didn't react, he glared fiercely at Huang Xiaoguo, that brat!
He spends all his time around the stove; what do the people in this compound think of him?
You are really bringing up something that is not related to the topic.
“Alright, you…” Before Old Mrs. Wu could finish speaking, Huang Mancang interrupted, “Wife, look, I go to the factory early every day, eat lunch there, and don’t come back until evening. I’m exhausted after a long day, I…”
"Then I'll cook it when I get back tonight. You don't need to wash the pots and pans."
Grandma Wu made the decision immediately. Seeing her resolute expression and the lack of any room for negotiation, Huang Mancang could only console himself that not having to wash the dishes after eating was a good thing.
Huang Xiaoguo's relaxed and carefree demeanor made Wang Huijun, who was standing to the side with her head down and looking restrained, appear even more timid. Old Mrs. Wu lowered her eyes and said, "Eldest son."
Upon hearing Old Lady Wu's voice, Huang Xiaoguo immediately sat up straight, as if on high alert.
“Your wife is a good woman. From now on, if I ever hear you lay a hand on her again... you slap her once, I'll slap you ten times.”
He glanced meaningfully at Huang Mancang beside him, and said, "Then slap your dad twenty times."
Oh dear, what's he involved in all this?
Huang Mancang was stunned for a moment, then realized what she had said. "Why? What does his beating of his wife have to do with me? Why should I get beaten too?"
Old Mrs. Wu sneered, "It's the father's fault for not raising his son properly. He made a mistake, so you, as his father, should naturally suffer more than him."
Huang Mancang's resentful gaze shifted from Old Lady Wu to Huang Xiaoguo, "Did you hear that! If you dare to lay a hand on me again, don't think your mother will forgive you; I'll beat you up first!"
Huang Xiaoguo reluctantly agreed.
Wang Huijun glanced gratefully at Old Lady Wu. Seeing that everyone had finished eating, she got up to clear the dishes. Before she could even put her hands on the chopsticks, Old Lady Wu told Huang Xiaoguo to clear the dishes.
Wang Huijun cautiously glanced at Huang Xiaoguo and saw that although he seemed somewhat unhappy, he still listened to Old Lady Wu and got up to clear the dishes.
She had only tidied up halfway when, with a loud bang, the door was kicked open from the outside, and Li Jin'e appeared arrogantly outside.
Huang Xiaomin noticed that Old Lady Wu's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he felt uneasy. He reached out and tugged at Li Jin'e's arm, signaling her to be careful.
Huang Xiaomin's little actions caught the eye of Old Lady Wu, and she instantly turned cold. When she spoke, her tone was icy, "The door hasn't offended anyone, so there's no need to get angry at an inanimate object."
She was speaking to Huang Xiaomin, but her eyes were fixed on Li Jin'e.
Old Mrs. Wu's cold expression immediately reminded him of how she had beaten his father that afternoon; she simply didn't treat people like human beings.
Holding Li Jin'e's hand, he trembled slightly, and forced a smile as he said to Old Lady Wu, "Mom, don't be angry. Jin'e is just hungry. We haven't eaten dinner yet."
Seeing her husband like this, Li Jin'e thought he was up to something, but she still slid down the ladder he had given her and didn't say anything more.
She had just sat down and picked up her chopsticks to eat when she glanced up and saw that the bowls and plates on the table were completely empty. Combined with what Huang Xiaomin had told her, she couldn't stand it anymore.
"Dad! What do you mean by this! We're both members of the Huang family, aren't we? We come back and can't even get a hot meal. How can you manage a household like this?"
Huang Mancang was taken aback. He glanced cautiously at Old Lady Wu, then pulled out half of his hand and waved it at her. No, no, no, he's not in charge now.
Judging from Old Lady Wu's off-the-charts fighting skills, he won't be able to run the household in the future.
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