Old Mrs. Zhao stiffened slightly, cursed inwardly, and then hugged Zhao Cuifen again, pounding her repeatedly as she said, "You heartless little thing, why am I doing this? Why am I doing this? It's because I miss you so much that my heart aches. Your suffering is like tearing my heart out and cutting my flesh. I can't sleep at night because I'm worried about you..."
Worried about me?
Zhao Cuifen sneered inwardly, deliberately continuing in a defiant tone, "Worried about me? If you were really worried about me, would you not even be willing to give me half a bowl of porridge?"
Whether it's true or not, getting enough to eat is definitely the right thing to do.
As for saving face?
Ha, when people are starving to death, who cares about saving face?
Even in the past, Zhao Cuifen never cared about saving face; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so heartless and cruel in abusing Yun Duo (the original owner) for so many years.
Old Mrs. Zhao stiffened again, and the fists she was pounding on Zhao Cuifen became a bit more disordered. Her repeated cries of "you little ingrate" also sounded chaotic.
This short-lived debt collector is still trying to squeeze money out of me even now? Why didn't the house crush him when it collapsed?
Old Zhao rolled his eyes at Zhao Cuifen and said, "What porridge? You've come all this way back to your parents' home, and you expect your mother to make you porridge? That's like stabbing her in the heart."
He paused, then said to Old Lady Zhao, "Didn't you say this morning that your daughter had suffered a lot and you wanted to boil two eggs for her to help her recover? Aren't you going?"
You want to eat my eggs too?!
Old Mrs. Zhao was furious. If Old Mr. Zhao hadn't been keeping her in check with his eyes, she would have blurted out a string of curses.
However, because she was being pressured by Old Man Zhao, even though she was really unwilling, Old Lady Zhao could only dawdle back to her room, suppressing her heartache, and squeezed out two eggs to make sweet egg soup for Zhao Cuifen.
Zhao Cuifen didn't complain, pretending not to see her mother's murderous glare. She ate the two sweet eggs in large mouthfuls and drank all the soup. Then she smacked her lips and said, "It's too little. I feel like it's just enough to fill my stomach. I could finish ten more."
Aren't you afraid of stuffing yourself to death?!
Zhao Cuifen's words infuriated Old Lady Zhao so much that she almost blurted out a curse. Moreover, even though she held back from directly uttering the curse, her face, so dark it seemed like it could drip water, clearly revealed that she wanted to swear.
He took out his pipe from the old man, tapped the metal pipe on the table, both to remind Old Lady Zhao to be careful and not to look too upset, and also to get Zhao Cuifen's attention.
Once Old Mrs. Zhao's expression had calmed down a bit, Zhao Cuifen looked at him, and Old Mrs. Zhao slowly began to speak: "Alright, stop talking about these trivial things. You know what the situation is like at home. It's the dead of winter, and all the chickens have stopped laying eggs. These are the only two eggs your mother managed to save up. She doesn't even eat them herself, so how could she let you have a full meal? Just make do with what you have for now, that's enough."
"Don't even mention that we don't have ten eggs at home right now. Even if we did, if your mother dared to favor you and let you eat all the eggs by yourself, your brother wouldn't say anything, your nephew wouldn't say anything, but do you think your sister-in-law would say nothing when she comes to visit?"
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