Chapter 42 Whoever wants to eat, can make it.
Jiang Zhaodi understood each word floating before her eyes, but when put together, she couldn't understand it.
She was even more confused about what this thing that had suddenly appeared in front of her, and which only she could see, was.
She was a little scared, but then she remembered that this strange thing had never hurt her.
Jiang Zhaodi hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "But if we don't eat, everyone will be hungry."
Xiang Bei closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Do as I say, and if you can do it, I'll reward you with a big meat bun.
Upon seeing the words "big meat bun," Jiang Zhaodi subconsciously swallowed.
Both parents worked, but there were five children in the family. The eldest son, Jiang Guangzong, was the most beloved by his parents.
The eldest sister, Jiang Sisi, is the first daughter, and she is still different from others.
The mother will still feel sorry for this daughter.
She was the third child in her family. Because she took away nutrients from her twin sister while she was in her mother's womb, her sister became weak, so she had to give in to her sister from a young age.
Her twin sister is named Jiang Yuzhu.
There is also a younger brother, Jiang Yaozu, who is in elementary school.
With many children in the family, even a dual-income household couldn't manage. Since both parents had to work, Jiang Zhaodi did all the chores around the house by herself.
From the time she was old enough to understand, she started taking care of everything for the whole family.
The older and younger brothers are boys; it's impossible to let them do it.
The eldest sister, being the eldest daughter, can easily make Mom happy with just a few words.
My younger sister is frail and can't do heavy work, but Dad takes care of her.
So she did all the housework.
She naturally wouldn't get a chance to have something as delicious as a big meat bun.
Jiang Zhaodi wanted to eat big meat buns, but then she hesitated because her family was waiting for her to eat.
She felt it was just doing some housework, nothing serious.
But the strange writing that said she was her future daughter left Jiang Zhaodi puzzled.
Xiang Bei didn't care how much she struggled; she knew she couldn't cook today anyway.
If those people want to eat it, they can make it themselves.
Inside the house, Yang Xinghua was still cursing and swearing. The old house wasn't soundproof to begin with, so the neighbors living nearby could naturally hear what was going on.
But today, not only Yang Xinghua is acting strangely, but Jiang Zhaodi is acting strangely as well.
The usually diligent girl was standing there motionless today, looking somewhat frightened. I wonder if she was scared by her biased mother.
One of the aunties couldn't bear it, so she went up and asked, "Zhao Di, are you alright?"
Zhao Di is a very diligent child, but her name is rather unpleasant. If the other children in the Jiang family all had similar names, it wouldn't be a big deal.
The other children had such beautiful names, yet they chose this name for the third child. The Jiang family clearly doesn't lack sons; the name selection was far too casual.
Jiang Zhaodi was brought back to her senses by her aunt's words. The words in front of her had disappeared, and there were no big meat buns. It was as if it was her imagination.
"I'm fine."
After Jiang Zhaodi finished speaking with her aunt, she hurriedly went to cook, but she couldn't get a fire going.
After looking at it for a while, the aunt reached out and touched it. "Is your charcoal damp? I have some at my house. Go get it and use it to start a fire."
"Thank you, Auntie."
Jiang Zhaodi went to her aunt's house to get a piece of red-hot charcoal, but to her surprise, the fire went out as soon as she put it in the stove.
She looked on, somewhat at a loss, unsure of what to do.
The words she had just heard kept replaying in her mind, but how could she dare to say them? That would be wrong.
Shaking her head, Jiang Zhaodi went to her aunt's house again to borrow some more, but the stove still went out when she put it in.
Another woman, unable to bear the sight, brought over a piece of her own burning charcoal, but unexpectedly, it went out as well.
Everyone present saw it clearly, and for a moment they were all speechless.
Actually, I'm feeling a little uneasy right now.
How could something like this happen so suddenly?
Is the Chiang family having a bad day?
No one dared to speak, and they all made excuses to leave.
Strangely enough, when the aunt who brought the coal took the embers back, they reignited.
At this time, the reform and opening up had just begun, and although it was still forbidden to mention feudal superstition, it was still incredibly mysterious.
Who wouldn't be afraid if they actually encountered something like that?
When the aunt who had borrowed the coal heard about it, she took it back with some skepticism. Sure enough, it reignited as soon as she got home.
"With such strange things happening to the Jiang family, are they going to be in big trouble?" the aunt muttered.
If you can't start a fire, you naturally can't cook a meal.
When Yang Xinghua started yelling, the children had already woken up, but none of them wanted to get out of bed.
Only when the heat in the room had dissipated considerably and I felt a bit cold did I reluctantly get up.
"Why is it so cold inside? Where's the charcoal fire?"
The stove in the house had long since gone out, and the cold air was seeping into people's bodies.
"Where's the food? I'm hungry, I want scrambled eggs." Jiang Yaozu also got out of bed, sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt and shouting.
Jiang Zhaodi walked in, and Yang Xinghua, unusually, didn't hit her with a broom. "You brat, why is the stove out? Didn't you seal it last night? Where's the food? Do you want us to starve? Your father and I work ourselves to the bone all day, and we can't even get a hot meal."
Tell them that whoever wants to eat can cook, and those who don't want to eat will have to go hungry. If they say so, they'll get a big meat bun as a reward!
The words reappeared before Jiang Zhaodi's eyes.
Her family didn't react much, as if she was the only one who could see the text.
Seeing that Jiang Zhaodi didn't react, Yang Xinghua got even angrier. She picked up a broom and hit her leg with it, but when the broom hit her, her leg felt like it had been hit and was in a lot of pain.
Thinking about what happened that morning, Yang Xinghua looked at Jiang Zhaodi and was suddenly startled, dropping the broom from her hand.
She quickly backed away, her eyes filled with terror as she looked at Jiang Zhaodi.
Jiang Zhaodi rubbed her hands nervously and whispered, "I'm not cooking today. Whoever wants to eat can cook for themselves."
Her voice was so soft it was barely audible to anyone.
Jiang Yuzhu came out dressed and said to Jiang Chaoying in a coquettish tone, "Dad, I'm so hungry, why haven't we eaten yet?"
In this family, Jiang Chaoying doted on her daughter the most; even her son couldn't compare.
Upon hearing that Jiang Yuzhu was hungry, Jiang Chaoying, who hadn't reacted much before, immediately stood up and looked at Jiang Zhaodi impatiently, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go cook, boil two eggs for Yuzhu to take to school."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yaozu immediately shouted, "I want to eat eggs too! I want scrambled eggs!"
“Then I’ll have one too.” Jiang Guangzong sat down on the stool next to the stove, tapped the coal stove with his things, and said, “It’s freezing. Let’s light the fire before we cook.”
Jiang Sisi walked to Yang Xinghua's side, looking at her with a wronged expression, "Mom, I'm hungry too."
The noisy group of children made Jiang Zhaodi even more panicked.
A voice kept telling her that she should cook for the whole family, but she stood still because that strange text had reappeared.
Say it again, loudly: You've already got half of the big meat bun. Say it again so everyone can hear: This big meat bun is yours, it belongs only to you, and only you can eat it.
Xiang Bei even showed Jiang Zhaodi a picture of the huge meat buns, real meat buns, which looked even bigger than the meat buns in state-run restaurants.
Once you break open the outer dough, the juices from the meat inside burst out.
A large meat bun that belongs only to her, and only she can eat it.
Those meat buns were oozing oil, and they were even fattier.
These days, everyone loves to eat fatty meat because it's oily.
That big meat bun belonged only to her.
Don't overthink it, just close your eyes and say it out loud. You are their daughter, not this family's slave. If you want to eat, cook for yourself. Don't take your kindness for granted.
Unable to resist the temptation of the big meat buns, Jiang Zhaodi closed her eyes and said loudly, "I'm not cooking today. Whoever wants to eat can cook. I am your daughter, not a slave of this family."
The room fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at Jiang Zhaodi with disbelief on their faces.
It seemed unbelievable that someone with a temper as gentle as dough would dare to say such a thing.
Jiang Yuzhu scoffed and looked at Jiang Zhaodi, "Third Sister, what's wrong with you so early in the morning?"
Her words brought everyone back to their senses.
Jiang Chaoying immediately flew into a rage and rebuked Yang Xinghua, "Look at the good daughter you raised! What kind of talk is this? Who treats her like a slave? What family's child doesn't do housework? Making her do even a little bit makes her a slave?"
Although things have changed and opened up, there are still some things that are considered sensitive by everyone. If Jiang Zhaodi's words were to get out, it would definitely have an impact on them in the factory.
Faced with such accusations, Yang Xinghua also felt wronged, saying, "That brat was acting strangely first thing in the morning."
"I think Third Sister just needs to be taught a lesson," Jiang Guangzong chimed in, stirring things up.
Jiang Chaoying could no longer hold back. She took three steps in two to walk to Jiang Zhaodi's side, raised her hand and slapped Jiang Zhaodi across the face.
Judging from his fierce expression, you could tell how hard the slap was.
Jiang Zhaodi subconsciously closed her eyes and shrank her head.
The expected pain did not come, but the crisp sound of the slap was clearly audible.
Jiang Chaoying felt a burning pain on her cheek, as if she had been slapped hard.
He stared blankly at his hands, then looked up at Jiang Zhaodi, and then covered his cheeks with his hands.
He felt his cheeks were swollen, but Jiang Zhaodi opened her eyes and looked at him with a helpless expression.
But the unbelievable thing—that her slap landed on her own cheek instead of the rebellious daughter's face—left Jiang Chaoying's mind reeling.
Apart from Yang Xinghua, no one knew what Jiang Chaoying was thinking; they just looked at their father with some curiosity.
Xiang Bei looked at the conversion talisman in her hand, which she had also bought from the system store.
After the trading market was refreshed, this great item appeared.
Whoever hits is doomed.
Different conversion symbols have different effects; they can convert the same result as before or double the conversion.
Xiang Bei must know how much force Jiang Chaoying used in that slap.
"This conversion spell is really powerful. The slap made the cheek swell up, but the female lead was completely unharmed."
Looking at the results, Xiang Bei exclaimed.
System 9639 said proudly, "Of course, everything produced by the trading mall is of the highest quality."
"Are you alright?" Yang Xinghua walked over and asked in a low voice.
Jiang Chaoying looked at Yang Xinghua and asked incredulously, "You knew?"
Faced with her husband's probing gaze, Yang Xinghua nodded.
Jiang Chaoying became even more agitated, and a voice came from the doorway, "Jiang Yuzhu, time for school."
She was Jiang Yuzhu's classmate. This was the staff housing of the textile factory. There were several families living on each floor, and everyone knew each other.
Children of the same age would call out to each other when they went to school.
Upon hearing that she had to go to school, Jiang Yuzhu burst into tears. "Dad, what should I do? I haven't eaten yet."
Jiang Chaoying immediately came to her senses. "It's okay, Dad will give you some money. Go to the state-run restaurant and buy some meat buns."
As she spoke, Jiang Chaoying handed the money and tickets to Jiang Yuzhu.
The others immediately objected, "Dad, what about us?"
Jiang Chaoying frowned, looking at her eldest and second eldest sons who also wanted money, "You two are paid a salary, and we didn't ask you to hand over all of it. You have money in your hands, so how dare you compare yourself to your sister?"
Yang Xinghua helped Jiang Yaozu get dressed and slipped him some money, saying, "Take this and buy some steamed buns, okay?"
Jiang Guangzong and Jiang Sisi left angrily with their things, intending to eat at the state-run restaurant.
Jiang Yuzhu slung her schoolbag over her shoulder and walked away with her classmates.
Yang Xinghua told her eldest and second eldest sons to take Jiang Yaozu to a state-run restaurant for a meal. After the meal, she told Jiang Yaozu to go to school by himself, since it wasn't far from the school anyway.
They ignored Jiang Zhaodi standing in the corner and didn't ask if she was hungry; they treated her like she didn't exist.
Not entirely. When Jiang Yaozu passed by her, he spat at her fiercely.
"Pah, you jinx. You can't even cook properly, what use are you?"
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